A/N: Okay, I think this is how you do it. Just a note in advance, I edit things a lot, so you might want to reread some chapters at times because of that. I'll say in my notes at the beginning if there's anything major that's changed. Hope you enjoy! Please be lenient, as this is my first fanfiction, and review!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FAIRY TAIL.
Chapter One
Ow. I shakily get to my feet, and freeze when I hear the laughter. Natsu Dragneel is laughing hysterically, cackling with his friend Gray Fullbuster. He struts back to his seat, smirking arrogantly, and I kick a random book on the floor towards his feet in a rush of anger. He slips and crashes into Gray, who is in between laughing his head off for the pinkette's stupidity and getting angry that the moron crashed into him. Even better, Natsu's shoe flies off, and with a few seconds until the bell would ring, I kick the shoe out of the classroom, into the mob of students rushing to their classes before they'd be late. Natsu shoots me a dirty look, before disappearing into the crowd to retrieve his sneaker. I grin as the teacher, Mr. Conbolt, walks in, and shuts the door.
"Alright kids, just do whatever until I find the fuck—" He clears his throat suddenly, though I fully realized what the teacher was about to say. "Until I find the attendance sheet."
"Lu-chan!" Levy cries, sliding next to me.
"Ohayo, Levy-chan!" I say smiling at her. "What's up?"
Levy gushes about the new book series she's started reading, and I listen, smiling and laughing along with her.
"Lu-chan?" Levy asks hesitantly after finishing.
"Yeah?" I perk up.
"It's just that you look happier than usual. Did something happen?"
I smirk unconsciously. "Dragneel got his ass handed to him, that's all. The bastard tripped me and I got a face plant, so then I made him trip over a book. And then his shoe fell off and I kicked it into the mob of students." I snicker and Levy sweat-drops.
"Don't you think you're taking it a little far?"
"Nah, Dragneel needs to know to lay off."
The blunette giggles. "Whatever you say, Lu-chan!"
Our conversation gets interrupted when said boy slams his face against the door's window aggressively. "Imgoingtokillher!" He yells, his head still smashed against the glass.
"Mr. Dragneel," Mr. Conbolt says sternly, after opening the door. "You're late."
Natsu mumbles an apology—the usual "I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again."
"This is the third time, Mr. Dragneel, and I've had quite enough of your empty promises. Detention after lunch. You can take your seat."
"Dammit!" Natsu yells angrily after sitting down. He whips around to face me. "You'll pay, Filia!"
Scoffing, I humor him. "I'm sure."
Loke flashes a smile at me from behind Levy, obviously thinking it was a winning one. "I'll protect you, darling."
I don't even spare the playboy a glance. "Fuck off, Loke."
He shuts up.
Gray whistles. "Harsh man," He slings an arm around my shoulder nonchalantly. "Say, babe, maybe we could do something sometime. Just you and me."
"Love-Rival!" Juvia hisses angrily.
Oh. Poor Juvia.
I give the blue-haired girl a pitying glance. Gray didn't even notice her feelings for him. "You can have him, I don't really want a stripper on a date." I turn to said boy. "Unless you want that arm broken, Gray, I suggest you carefully remove it and GO THE HELL AWAY."
Gray pales and returns to his seat. I scowl. Where the hell was Mr. Conbolt when I needed him? Oh. The teacher was reading a 'history textbook' while making lustful expressions. The history textbook being some porn magazine. My teacher is a frickin' pervert. Just like the other 99% of the school. Just great. Mr. Conbolt forgets about the lesson plan and continues reading his magazine, and the class follows on by doing whatever they want. (Levy and I begin reading the next book in the series.)
"Lucy!"
I look up from the book. Mirajane Strauss was coming over to my desk. Her long white hair falls perfectly down, swishing slightly as she walks, a bright beam stretched across her face, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Hi Mira! What's up?"
Mira pulls a chair nearby, seating herself, and rests her elbows comfortably on our desk. "Just the dance next weekend!"
"Maybe I'll go," I say, running a hand through my blond hair. "But I don't have a date..." I slump back in my seat.
"No worries there!" Levy chirps. "Mira'll set you up! She can be a demon when it comes to match-making, but all her attempts were successes! If you can trust anyone, Lu-chan, it's Mira."
Mira blushes. "I'd love to! So Lucy, anybody you're interested in? I daresay they're interested in you!"
"Yeah!" Levy chips in. "I mean, you have those big chocolate brown eyes, like a doe."
"And those luscious blonde locks," The white-haired beauty fingers the golden strands.
"The sexy bottom!" Levy smacks my 'sexy bottom'.
"Levy!" I shriek, blushing madly.
"My, my," Mira giggles. "And not to mention your big breasts."
"Not you too!" I wail, burying my red face into my hands. "What are you guys, lesbo?"
They glare at me. I glare back.
"Look guys, a cat-fight!" An annoying voice yells.
Natsu.
Fucking.
Dragneel.
"What do you want Dragneel?" I snap.
"Chill, Luce," Natsu says, casually putting an arm over my shoulder. I smack it off.
"I can't help but hear you don't have a date." He says smugly.
"Well maybe I wasn't going." I growl.
"Are you interested in Lucy?" Mira asks, batting her long eye lashes innocently.
Natsu chortles. "Who would be?"
Mira frowns. "She's very pretty."
He snorts. "You call THAT pretty? That's the face of a bitch."
"The bitch who will kick your ass, Dragneel!" Levy growls, coming to my rescue.
"Keep out of this, shrimp." Gajeel says. He's tall and burly, with metal piercings across his face.
Levy only glares at him. "Who are you calling shrimp, you big ass bastard?"
"Now, now," Loke drawls. "You boys should know better than to trash talk with such beautiful women."
"Fuck off Loke!" Natsu and I say at the same time.
He adjusts his glasses spitefully. "I see I'm not welcome."
"What idiot thought that Natsu would be interested in blonde?" Gray leers, crossing his muscular arms over his bare chest. In the midst of the heated conversation, he seemed to have lost his shirt.
Mira starts sobbing. He seems stunned, and stammers apologies, before hugging her in an attempt to comfort her.
"Who do you think you're hugging naked?!" Levy shrieks, pulling the stripper off of Mira.
"Let go of me!" The raven-haired boy yells. "And who are you calling na-SHIT!" He runs up to me. "Excuse me, miss, can I borrow your under-"
I was about to punch Gray, but Natsu beats me to it. "Quit stripping!" He yells, sending Gray flying out the door. (Mr. Conbolt is still oblivious to it all.)
Natsu and I shoot daggers at each other.
Finally he smirks. "A date, huh?"
"Not like you'll find anyone, the bastard you are."
"You're not one to talk. You got looks, I'll give you that, but you're a total bitch. You're rude to everyone, you hate everyone, you don't even pretend to like them. Not that it really matters. No one will even want to look at you. You'll always be alone!"
*SLAP*
Natsu clutches his swollen cheek, wide-eyed.
My head is facing the ground, my bangs covering my eyes. But that doesn't stop the tears, that stream across my cheek.
"Shut up!"
Everyone stares, but I don't care.
"Don't talk about my mother that way asshole! Because she's dead. So don't even THINK for a moment that you know me. Because you don't. You know nothing, so quit your asinine comments, because you know nothing, Dragneel. And I hope that hurt. But you don't seem to feel. You don't seem to feel anything. So you won't understand. So quit trying to pretend like you do! Because, Dragneel, you're an ass. And if you want to make me into one, fine. But maybe look at yourself first."
"I-" He tries again.
"SHUT UP!" I scream.
Now even Mr. Conbolt has put down his magazine to watch.
"You're horrible. Inside, you're evil. The villain. The dragon in every fairy tale, terrorizing everyone. Maybe I'm unlucky. But you? You're worse than unlucky. You'll always be alone."
The bell rings at that exact moment, and Mr. Conbolt stares as I briskly pick up my books and walk out the room. Levy and Mira exchange concerned glances, before rushing out after me. Gray, Loke, and Gajeel blink, before leaving the room dazedly. Everyone begins to leave, and Mr. Conbolt returns to his magazine, unable to enjoy it as much as before. And Natsu Dragneel stands in his spot, his hand still to his cheek. My words had hurt him, I knew. But they had hurt worse than the slap.
A/N: Um... Is this how you do it? This is my first fanfic, so I'm kind of curious to see what it's like. So, for people... out there... if you're reading this... I'm happy. Writing seems to take all the pain of reality away, even just for a little bit. And that little escape is okay. I read a couple of fanfics where Natsu was a jerk and Lucy was treating him the same, so I kinda fell in love with the idea of a rude Natsu who's mean. So, if you're one of the few who's reading this, I beg of you to review. Any feedback is appreciated, and I want to know if I should perhaps continue? It took me a lot of courage to post this. I'm not really one with a lot of self confidence... But! Constructive criticism would be the best! But beggars can't be choosers, so whatever you have to say, just say it. Please. I just want to know that someone has even read the title. Because that will make me happy too. Is this as long as it looks? I really should stop typing, but if I even get a single review, I'll post another chapter ASAP! I've already started. So, there, my non-existent readers, who I hope will become existent soon. I think I can do it once a week at least, but I'm determined not to abandon this story. I WON'T!
Also, if you feel like Natsu is a bastard and Lucy is a bitch, or any other derogatory thoughts, I promise you they'll gradually warm up to each other. So please don't let that stop you from reading!