The first day of high school- a day you'll probably never forget. Especially when it's Fairy High. Cherry blossom trees stretched for miles outside by the river that bent behind the old school building. The wide stone footpath, that had patches of moss all the way down, lead directly down to the wooden entrance doors.

A black, shining Bentley Continental pulled over, outside the gates, with a smartly dressed shofer within the front. "We're here, Lucy-sama," his deep, calm voice said.

The blond haired, chocolate eyed girl within the back sighed. "Thank you, Loke-san. But there was no need for you to assist me," she smiled. "I wish that you would take more days off."

"I live to serve the Heartfilia Family, Lucy-sama," Loke replied, with his calm, soothing voice.

"Thank you so much," The girl replied, slowly opening the door and placing her bag strap apon her shoulder and stepping out of the car. Lucy had never been to a real school before. She spent all of her life being home-schooled. When her mother tragically passed away due to cancer while she was still young, her father shut himself out and focused on his business, never letting Lucy make any friends and forcing her to study.

A red tie, a cream, sleeveless sweater and a pale grey skirt. Lucy had never worn anything so basic- but she enjoyed it. Due to her money and wealth, the Blond beauty always wore stunningly beautiful dresses. But for once, she could fit in.

"First class... English..." she mumbled to herself, adjusting the strap of her bag, slowly making her way down to English.

"ENGLISH!" A Cherry blossom haired boy called out, sprinting down the hall. "I CAN'T BE LATE!...FUUUCK-" But he wasn't looking where he was going... next thing he knew, he had fallen apon Lucy.

"Ouch..." Lucy sat there, rubbing the back of her neck.

Natsu also sat there- staring at her, with his eyes wide open, blushing, with his mouth slightly dropped. Natsu had never seen anyone like her- she was stunning. But suddenly snapped back to his senses "I'm so sorry!" he laughed, trying to hide his nerves, "next time, don't stand in the middle of the hall!"

"How about next time, you walk in the hall?" she giggled, while picking up her books and placing them carefully back in alphabetical order within her bag.

Without a second thought, Natsu stood up and offered her his hand, that she gladly took and pulled her to her feet. Her hand was so soft, almost like silk.

The Two began to walk to English, just talking.

"The names Natsu- Natsu Dragneel, You?"

"Lucy-Just Lucy" Tell no one your surname. People need to like you for you! Not your money, she continued to think to herself.

The two walked into English, but only four minutes late.

"Late again Mr Dragneel?" The man sat at his desk sighed. "Every year's the same with you...Take your seat" The man's eyes turned from Natsu and onto Lucy. "Not really making a good impression by being late on your first day, but very well. Take your seat, Miss..."

"Lucy! Just Lucy!" She laughed. "Nice to meet you, Mr Clive" She quickly slid into her seat and got out her book, and sat in silence.

"Hi. I'm Mira," a beautiful, white haired young lady whispered, moving her desk slightly closer to Lucy.

"I'm Levy," a sweet, small bluenette whispered from the other side.

"Lucy..." she smiled, but continued to look at the front.

"If you don't mind me saying, you have and incredible taste in books," Levy giggled, pushing her red, pointed glasses up. "I couldn't help but notice that you have War Horse AND To Kill a Mocking Bird in your bag... Sorry if I'm being to nosey..."

"Not at all! It's nice to find someone with a common book interest as me!" Lucy jumped and turned round to face Levy.

"Arriving to my class late and then talking through it!" Mr Clive bellowed. "Was this acceptable at your old school!?"

Lucy's face was struck with fear and her heart raced. "Sorry Sir!"

"Speak to me at the end!"

She walked out of the class later than everyone else, but the boy with the spikey, pink hair, hid himself round the door, waiting for her. "HAHA! You should have seen your face when Mr Clive was yelling at you, Luigi! Priceless!"

"Uh, it's Lucy- not Luigi.." The blond beauty claimed.

"Whatever!" he laughed "You want to join me and a few friends for lunch later?"

Lucy didn't know how to respond. she'd never had lunch with people her age- often just business men with her father... She hesitated... "Uhhh...s-sure," she smiled.

"I'll meet you there!" he cried, as he bolted off into the distance

Maybe this could be the start of a great friendship, but who knows? Lucy thought to herself, smiling.