A large cut out of a smiling girl was placed in front of a display for CD's. She stood strongly, feet placed shoulder length apart and one arm raised, hand flourished, above her head. The other was posed in front of her face holding a golden microphone to her mouth, pinkie and pointer lifted. One of her amethyst eyes was closed in a wink her flowing obsidian hair was captured in two thick braids at her ears. Small golden stars glittered in her hair.
Her short, star-patterned kimono top was worn over glittery black leggings and petite black flats. Small bunches of gold and silver stars hung from her ears and a similar image marked her cheek directly under her left eye. Silver liner rimmed her eye and a smoky gold covered her lid. A golden chain around her microphone wrist held all twelve zodiac symbols captured in gold with diamonds flecked across their surface.
Lucy smiled at this. Constellation was the newest Vocaloid sensation and the people just couldn't get enough. The only thing that was as popular as Constellation was Mass Destruction. Not one for hard rock or the like Lucy didn't know much about them other than that they lived up to their name. So far seven concert halls and five recording studios had met their untimely demise thanks to the group.
Her friends all had crushes on the boys. Erza had a thing for that blue-haired one, Gerald or something, while Levy like the stud-face, Gabriel or whatever. Juvia openly worshipped the one named Gray –the only one Lucy could ever remember- while Lisanna was head over heels for the Nate guy with the weird scarf.
She didn't see the big deal and she really didn't care for Vocaloid either. She was always more of a Soft Rock/Smooth Jazz/Acoustic kind of girl. She liked music with a message and Mass Destruction in all their testosterone glory or a four year old on crack just didn't do it for her.
Purchase in hand she walked back home from the music store. Lucy lived in a small apartment off Strawberry Street for seven-hundred a month. It was simple with a kitchen, a bathroom, and a large living room and bedroom rolled into one.
When she opened the door she heard the tell-tale mewing of a familiar blue cat from her window. She opened it and the cat sauntered into her room, prancing over to its respective resting area before flopping into in happily.
"It's nice to see you, too. Happy," She chuckled as she walked to her desk. Happy's pillow sat beneath the desk and Lucy petted him with her socked feet as she wrote. The blue feline purred contently beneath her.
Lucy found the soft rumbling of animal's happiness slightly ticklish and giggled lightly at the sensation as she continued to write.
Lucy had been homeschooled by the best tutors money could buy until her father, and with him his fortune, died. Entering high school as a junior, she found that she had already been taught everything they had to teach her and after only one semester she graduated as Valedictorian.
She kept in touch with the friends she had made during that time and every Friday they went out and spent the weekend together. Lucy missed seeing her friends every day, but not having to wake up at six every morning was a plus.
Levy took that moment to call. Levy was on her second semester as a junior and was Lucy's best friend. "Lu-chan," She said shyly, "Can you help me with my math?" Levy hated math.
"Sure, Levy-chan," Lucy sighed at her friends issue with all things mathematical.
So, Lucy spent the rest of her evening practically re-teaching Pre-Calculus to Levy just so the woman could finally understand regular Calculus. "I don't even get why I have to do all this!" Levy had exclaimed. "I just want to own a bookstore when I get out of this hell-hole that is high school! Who cares about infinitesimals or differentials?" Lucy had laughed at this.
Levy finally began to understand and Lucy was practically dead on her feet by about midnight. She bid farewell to Levy and closed the Skype link they had put up so Lucy could explain better.
"Oh, Happy," Lucy cooed to the blue bundle in her arms. "Sometimes I wish Mama was here. She would tell me some elaborate story about a princess and a dragon and by the end I wouldn't even remember why I was upset." A small tear leaked from her eye. "I really miss her, Happy."
Her words began to whisper as she drifted to sleep. "I really," pause, "miss," pause, "her."
Happy looked up at the blonde from his spot curled in her arms and whispered softly, "Aye."
The next morning Lucy awoke to find the blue cat gone once again. Where he went she did not know, but the fish she had for him was gone so at least he didn't leave hungry.
Lucy stepped into the shower and hummed a melody to herself before creating lyrics to go along with the tune.
"I'm here, asleep, I'm dreaming.
But I can hear the screaming.
I make a wish upon a shining star.
That wherever you are,
You're happy, safe and smiling,
You're living not surviving,
You've found the thing you love,
And loves you back,
I'm smiling in my sleeping,
But I can hear you dreaming,
You're dreams are sweet
And I can feel your smile
So here I am to grant your wish
To serve to you the sweetest dish
I feel your heart within my hands
Sort the flecks of gold out from the sand.
I'm here, asleep, I'm dreaming.
But I can hear you screaming
I make a wish upon a falling star.
I hear your dreams so close to me
Like an angel's holy melody,
I hear your pain and feel your every scar
I know you're not too far,
To wish upon a star,"
She rinsed the suds from her body and stepped out into the steamy bathroom. Sighing, she stepped out into her bedroom with her towel draped around her shoulders. She dressed in a tight pair of gray Capri leggings under a short, white skirt that swirled around her knees and a lavender cardigan over a gray camisole.
A knock on her door alerted her to a guest. She opened the door to find her best friend since she was little leaning on her door frame. "Hello, Loki." She beamed.
He smiled. "May I come in?"
"Of course," She stepped away from the door, widening it so he could get in. He swept past her and slid a hand into hers while passing, dragging her into the living room and down onto the couch beside him. He held her right hand in his and draped his left arm across the back of the couch behind her head.
"So, love." He cooed. "Would you be interested in accompanying me to the release party for my new movie?"
She sighed and removed his hand and arm from her. "Loki," She said. "What'd you do this time?" Loki smiled guiltily. "You got me." He admitted. "There's some creepy stalker named Clarisse that won't leave me alone. I've tried telling her I had a girlfriend but she doesn't believe me. Please come and pretend to be my girlfriend. She won't be in the party so you can bring as many books as you want just please!"
Lucy thought for a moment. "I've got nothing better to do. Why not?"
Hey, this is Zada bug. Second story's up, whoo! This one was actually sort of my own spin off on the whole 'They're in a band' cliche. I hope you like it!
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Check out my other story, too. Acnologia.
