Okay so I'm kinda terrible with criticism, if it's said really nicely I can take it, but otherwise, I'm weak, I'm sorry.

Disclaimer (bcs everyone else does this even tho it's unnecessary)

I DON'T OWN FT, IF I DID LUCY WOULD GET A LOT MORE ACTION (in both meanings of the word)

Dreams carry us through everything, or so I thought. In the beginning, I believed my goals would keep me strong and block out distractions. I didn't know that nothing could distract me from this.

Dear mama,

Junior year of high school seems domestic enough. I never really thought I'd make it to junior year, it always seemed so out of my reach, so far ahead. Growing up the youngest made everything seem like I would never be that age, until all of the sudden I was…

"Lucy! Get your ass down here!" screamed one of the matrons. My head shot up at the sound of my name, momentarily distracting me from my journal. If I wasn't at the bottom of the stairs ready to go to school in 5 minutes I knew I'd face a lecture again. I grabbed my nearest hoodie and some black leggings and called it good. Bolting down the staircase I attempted to simultaneously throw on my old school vans, failing. I would have eaten the carpet stairs if Loke didn't grab my arm before impact. Readjusting my posture, I shot him a smile and then finished making my way to Matron Porlyusica. While she was a strict old hag, she was my favorite.

"Aye ma'am," I met her gaze head-on, her stern expression unwavering, but I could make out the slight crinkle in her eyes that meant she was happy, well as happy as she could be. She then ushered me into the car and we took off. Cars have always made me nervous, but I trusted Porly. My nervousness didn't stem from motion sickness, thank god, what weakling has that. As the thought crossed my mind I smiled a little, picturing Loke doubled over in the backseat. Out of everyone, he'd hate motion sickness the most because he wouldn't be able to win any races anymore.

As we pulled up to the school I got excited, Fairy Tail High, the number 1 school for literary scholarships. I've been attending here for 3 years now, but it still gets me every time. A light smack on my head brought me into reality again, Porly gave me a glare and nodded to the window. A tiny bluenette stood there making faces, trying to get my attention. A laugh escaped my lips, earning me another smack and a kick out the door. Levy added onto the abuse with a rough grab, jerking me into a hug.

"Levy, I saw you yesterday, just because it's a new school year doesn't mean we have to act like we haven't seen each other in forever," I complained, she ignored. I felt something move across my waist as I almost panicked, but saw Loke's ring and calmed down. "Loke I thought I already told you to keep your hands to yourself."

"And what fun would that be princess," he practically purred in my ear. I swatted at his face to make him back up but grinned nonetheless. Looking at my two best friends I knew this year was going to be great.

Today was going great! My new writing 121 teacher was amazing, her teaching was fluid and I just sat there and took it all in. I'd seen a few more of my friends, but they were much more relaxed to see me, unlike Levy. Erza gave me a strong hug, but other than that was silent, and I didn't let grey touch me. He had just got done with P.E and had taken off his shirt because it was "Too hot." Too hot my ass, fucking stripper.

Since my day was going so well, I figured now would be the best time to visit my parents. After Porly drove me home, I grabbed my bike and sped off. After about a half hour bike ride I was in the redwoods. They stood massive around me, shrinking the little height I had. The trees raced across my view until I found my desired destination. A single tree, fallen over, just a little bit away from the main road.

"Hey mom, hey dad, how are you doing? I'm sorry I haven't come down in a while...I was working on prepping for this year's studies," small tears formed in my eyes. Said tears grew as I turned my focus to the scorched roughly carved initials on the fallen tree. Her parents had their first date here and fell in love here, it's ironic that they died here. A car accident, 3 years ago. They had, had a fight causing her dad to drink too much. My mom refused to let him drive like that so she hopped in the car, hoping it would stop him. She thought wrong. It was raining that night and thunder and lightning had begun to grow. Dad had wanted to go to their spot, it always helped them calm down. But it was too dark and stormy for him to see clearly, until lightning shot the tree, right before they almost crashed into it. Dad didn't break, too drunk to think clearly, so mom grabbed the wheel and jerked them in another direction. Which was smart thinking on her part, if it didn't cause them to flip. At least that's what the police told me, how they found out that much is beyond me.

I really need to learn how to stop daydreaming, reminiscing will get me nowhere. I wipe my tears and get off my knees. I have a promise to my mom, that I'll follow my dream, writing. And I never break my promises.

Heyaaa, so it's been a long time since I've written anything. But….I have a strong idea of what I want to do with this story. And the title isn't metaphorical, there will be dragons in this story ;), just wait, I need me some build up. Also, I think it's gonna be a harem. See you next time hopefully ?:LK (so my dog kicked my laptop keyboard while I was writing this and made that, I was so proud of it bcs she is my baby and it looks kinda like an emoticon, so I copy pasted it)