Their World Vs. Ours

Summary: A group of 4 teenagers suddenly gets sucked into the world of Fairy Tail after getting tricked by an unknown stranger. Two worlds collide, lessons are learned, and possibly…love to bloom?

I do not own any Fairy Tail stuff! Only my own characters and plot! ^3^)/

First story, so please bare with me!

"I'll grant you a wish. Any wish that you want."

After a productive day consisting of sports, karaoke, and a bit of arcade, the group decided to go get some snacks before departing to go home. Well, only to get stopped by a weird stranger covered in black.

They all sweat-dropped. What could they possibly wish for?

"Hold on for a minute please!" A girl with blonde, curly locks said, nervously. It swayed effortlessly behind her as a tan scarf wrapped around her neck. She wore a sky blue sweater that had "POW" pasted on the front and was white on the top. Her pants were also tan, but had black line intersecting that could be described as plaid, but not exactly. Finishing her look was leather-laced boots and a leather bag that wrapped around her body. Casual, but stylish.

"It's okay, take your time." The person smiled.

The group nodded before they huddled in a circle.

"OMG. OMG. OMG. OMG. WHAT ARE WE GOING TO WISH FOR?!" A girl with short amulet hair panicked. Her bangs were curled stylishly as a snap back was cupped on her head. Her red jacket was covered with a varsity jacket, while her black shorts were supported by a white studded belt. Red Nikes covered her feet as a simple, black back pack hung on her back. She clenched onto her skateboard, nervously.

"Calm down, Tiff," Another girl with navy, straight, shoulder-length hair glared. Her style was the exact opposite of what the amulet haired girl sported. She wore a pink and white ruffled dress that had pink bows covered around it. Flats covered her pink high socks. A white head band topped her head as her tiny petite fingers held onto her cat-shaped purse.

Actually, they all knew what to wish, the thought of each of their wish was too good to be true. Besides, people suspiciously drenched in black could not be a good thing.

"This has got to be too good to be true though. There has to be a catch." A boy said, thoughtfully. His blonde locks were covered by a black beanie. He had a white v-neck on and a black jacket (which the sleeves were purposely cut off) that hung loosely on top of it. To complete his look, he had on gray pants that had black, parallel lines racing from the top to bottom. A white back pack hung on the side of his shoulder and a metal necklace danced around his neck. "How can we trust this person?"

"…Because, YOLO." The curly blonde smirked.

"Okay, we're ready!" The short amulet haired announced to the stranger.

The stranger smirked.

"Close your eyes, say your name first, then your wish."

A little taken back at first, but the teens soon proceeded.

"I, Skye Lee, wish to know truth."

"I, Tiffany Rayne, wish to be unforgettable."

"I, Rosaline Park, wish for true happiness."

"I, Aiden Lee, wish to have true knowledge."

The stranger muttered some words, still having that sly smirk on its lips, and in a waft of its hand, they heard a poof.

"Be careful what you wish for, dear children."