I do not own Fairy Tail ….If I did the new movie would already be released.
Corporation Princess and the Frat Boy
Chapter 1 Two different paths
Echoes of a sweet melody played by a string quartet twists and twines delicately in the air. To wander up the elegant mahogany staircase covered in lavish white lilies and bright buttercup roses. The free flowing music floats through the extended arched hall to finally slip under the door of my private suite.
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Spreading my fingers apart to force down various wearable materials. With the pile unwilling to shrink any further I begin to pull some of the more frivolous silky, hand beaded pieces with my polished french tips out of the case. Tossing the items without another thought into a bare corner next to a wastepaper bin. A clear silent drop falls with a splat to form a tiny circle, followed by another ….and another …and another …before each tiny moist circle is slowly absorbed by the folded garments being held by a small suitcase.
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Kneeling down to peek under my bed while stretching out an arm with my fingertips barely grazing a side of a box. Reaching in further I manage to pull out an old tattered shoe box hidden far under it. My hand quickly lifts the dusty lid to see little trinkets and nick knacks I've had since I was a child. My hand dives underneath the childhood items to pull out a purple velvet cloth concealed in the box's depths. My fingers carefully pull back the frayed cloth to reveal a brown leather key holder with what looked like a small flaming bird burned into it.
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My manicured thumb lifts the lid as the golden glare of the sun's beaming rays is reflected by three gilded keys, causing me to blink before adjusting to the light. I quickly shut the leather case and wrap the soft material to conceal the item that tugs at my heart. With my most treasured item in hand I stand upright before sliding it into my bag that crosses my chest.
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Glancing over to my nightstand to extend my hand to reach for a little oval frame. A clear drop falls to land on an old photo of a woman that I wished with every fiber of my soul could be with me at this very moment. No amount of magic could ever achieve my one true desire to see her again. I was so young when she left us, it's hard for me to clearly remember the life I had with her.
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The clear drop was joined by another drop before it drizzled into a tiny path over the glass and off the frame. With my hand I wipe away the miniature trail of liquid from the woman wearing an elegantly tailored dress. The dress that was more like a confining uniform to the free magical spirit then the silken luxury most women only dream about. Pulling the gilded frame close to my chest as I knew the free spirit would understand…..what lies in my heart .
An expected knock on my bedroom door causes me to quickly slide the small frame between my folded clothes and the wall of the suitcase. "Uh, yes?"
My head suddenly snaps to the door as my two hands hurriedly slam down the top of the case but just my luck there is no reassuring click to follow. "Lucy, dear were almost ready for you downstairs, are you about ready?"
"Ah, yes, dad I'm almost ready just give me a little more time." Trying my best to mask my panicked tone as I hastily push materials sticking out from the sides back into the case.
"Okay darling, I will inform everyone."
"Thank you sir." With two hands I hike the material of my dress up before leaping on to the stubborn case. While sitting on the bulging case I begin to force it down with all of my weight to finally achieve that all important "click".
With my face growing warm, my hand swiftly toss back the sheer white material over my head. Wet trails that cascade down my cheeks give off a chill to my newly exposed face. Lifting two hands I manage to pull what seemed like a never ending supply of diamond like hairpins from my intricately styled hair. Finally freeing myself from the bridal monstrosity that's been weighing heavily on my mind in more ways than one.
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A few small shakes of my head cause my golden locks to loosely fall across my shoulders. Relieved from the overly binding up do I quickly walk over to pull open my nightstand drawer. Extending a hand to retrieve a gilded box before carefully sliding it in my bag.
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My fingers lace around the suitcase's handle as I glance back to the door with a heavy heart. Two paths have been laid out for me, one by my practical father who had my future laid out like a finely drawn blueprint…and the other one kept as an unspoken secret by the same well-meaning man. The other path is paved with a few fading childhood stories and a couple of items from the free spirit's long forgotten past.
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Her life was short but offered so much more then what my father had planned for me. I would rather live a short magical life full of adventure like the free spirit then a long ordinary one wrapped in an elegant confining costume…to wither away on the inside like she eventually did.
With one hand hiking up the long white satin gown and one hand wrapped around the handle of my suitcase I head out the white french doors that leads out to my new chosen path. The wind cause the long white beaded gown to flare out while the free spirits words echo into my head.
"Magic is the power to influence the course of events by using mysterious or supernatural forces."
I headed out to what burned in my heart with an unbridled passion and unending curiosity of my new magical adventure. Turning my head to look up at my childhood home with clear drops streaming down my cheeks. Emotionally driven words fall softly from my lips. "Goodbye Father."
Hoping that one day he would understand.
End of Lucy's POV
End of Chapter
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