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Chapter 1
"Do you think you'll come out tonight?"
"No, probably not. I'm short on cash this week and I really don't need what that bar has to offer tonight," I answered, but I didn't really know how I felt. I usually went out with Levy and the girls to a night club across town, but this just wasn't the night to get on a skimpy dress and heels. It was just so much effort for no pay off.
"Awww, Lu! Come on. You always come out!" Levy said into my ear from the phone I was holding, along with my groceries. I came to the door and jingled my keys, trying to get in to my apartment.
"Lev, I really don't want to get hit on tonight. I just want to sit back and binge watch MTV with a glass of wine and no bra," I let myself in, closed the door with my foot, and put the food on the kitchen table, "Heels and a push up bra just aren't going to suit that need."
"What if I got Mira to do your makeup and you could wear those pumps of mine you really like?" Levy seriously wouldn't let this go.
"I swear to God Levy, I'm about to hang up." I pin my phone between my shoulder and my ear while undoing the clasp on my bra.
"Why?" she whined from the other end, "I just want you to have fun! You always have fun making fun of the guys that flock to us. And without you, that number will dwindle. I mean- you and Cana are the only two that really bring the attention, and sometimes Mira."
"Thank you for finally admitting it, but I'm really not in the mood. I don't want more beer or scotch sloshed onto one of my dresses. As much as love it, I swear I do, I sometimes don't know why. And I'm just going to stay in tonight."
"Okay, well. Are we still on for tomorrow?" Levy asked about their plans to go to the new book store on Main Street.
"Of course!" I plopped down on the couch in front of my television and turned it on, muting it immediately until I got to the familiar channel of MTV.
"Well, then I'll tell you what happens then. Oh, and do you mind if I keep that purse you lent me for another few days? I'm thinking about using it tonight and if the same thing happens tonight, I may need a few days to clean it again."
"No problem. I'll let you go, Lev. Erza's probably on her way to get you now."
"Actually, Juvia and Mira are already here… we planned on coming to get you, thinking you'd change your mind. But that's okay. Have fun!"
"You, too," I said as I hung up. I breathed out a sigh of pure relief and slipped the phone into the waistband of my yoga pants. Teen Mom 2 came on and I winced, simultaneously turning off mute. Why I torture myself with this I have no idea, but ten minutes into the show I remember. The dramatics are oddly fascinating. After the first half of the episode, I switch to TLC and open the wine to pour myself a glass. I put the chicken nuggets in the microwave and open my window, in case the microwave decides to go haywire and smoke again.
I stick my head out the window and the breeze feels great. When I hear the shouts from below, I just roll my eyes, muttering a few curses under my breath. I pull my head back inside to find Say Yes to the Dress is on and keep it way, against my better judgement. I sit down with the wine and watch. About the same time as the microwave dings, I hear a cacophony of cheering from outside the window. Sadly, I have to get up again, and get the food.
Only a few minutes later does the cheering stop, only to be heard occasionally thereafter. But, as Darlene says yes to her dress I hear a voice behind me.
"You really watch this shit?"
I turn around immediately to find a man with pink hair standing on my bed just below the window, "What the hell? Who the hell are you? Get the hell out!"
"Whoa- I'm just in here on a dare."
"Wait- how… I'm on the 5th floor. How did you get up here?"
"Calm down, I'm just passing through." Despite his wishes, I got up and went to the window, looking down.
"Hey! Who do you think you are?" I yelled down at the congregation of men below my window, feeling the cool breeze again. I turned back from it, dealing with the problem at hand.
"My name's Natsu- uhh," he scratches his head and point to my chest.
"Aiyeee!" I cross my arms and run to my bureau, grabbing a bunch of clothes. I run into the bathroom to change. I can't go down there- outside- like this, in these clothes. I pull off my stained white T-shirt and replace it with a purple tube top and replace my yoga capris with a navy blue miniskirt. And I stormed back out of the bathroom, putting on a pair of white boots and slipping my phone in one. I saw a mess of pink at the door in the corner of my eye.
"Hey! You're not going anywhere! I'm giving your friends a piece of my mind!" I yelled across the apartment.
"Look, it's not a big deal. I'm leaving," he said. What was his name? I thought.
"Natsu!" I yelled as I grabbed my keys, and slammed the door shut behind me. I tore down the hall behind him, calling the name I thought was his all the way down the stairs. I turned the last corner, went out the door and found the group of boys who dared Natsu to climb into my window.
"Uh…," one of the guys pointed behind Natsu and he turned around to find out what the guy was pointing at.
"What do you think you're doing?" I yell, "That's my apartment! Why do you think you can break in like that?"
"Technically it wasn't breaking and entering because your window was open," a guy with black hair responded.
"Okay, I get that, but my home is five stories up. Why would go there?" I asked.
"Why not?" Natsu responded.
"I'm getting nowhere. What's your full name?"
"Natsu Dragneel," he said.
"Good. Now I'm calling the cops," I said as I walked back towards the apartment building.
"Shit," someone says from behind me.
"Wait!" someone runs forward and I turn around, "What if we apologize in some way?" This was spoken by a guy with blue hair and a red tattoo. He seemed honestly concerned about my threat, more so than any of the other men.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked.
"Anything you want. I don't really know," he answered.
"Buy me and my friends drinks all night," I respond. I may not have the money for a bar tonight, but "if the drink are free, that's where I'll be" as Cana once said.
"Whoa- you got a lot of nerve," the guy with black hair said.
"I ain't buying you nothing," said a guy with longer black hair.
"We pick the place," Natsu said. He seemed to be agreeing and with that, all the men stared at him. I just smiled.
"Natsu, what the hell are you getting us into?" the guy with the shorter black hair complained.
"Oh you have no idea, but you already agreed. And I'm not letting you wait here. Come up to my apartment while I change," I say.
"You just got changed!" Natsu argued.
"Fine, then I'll get changed when the rest of the girls get here," I say as I pull my phone out of my boot. I quickly dial Levy's number, because I'm sure she'll be checking it all night. She has more fun when I let her turn down the assholes for me with big words they don't understand.
"Hello?" she yells with the bass thumping in the background.
"Hey, Lev. You wouldn't believe my luck."
"Hold on, Lu, let me get to the bathroom," I heard the music get suddenly faded, "What about luck?"
"Some asshole decided to climb into my window," I heard Natsu yell at me, "and his friends dared him. So in return for my willingness not to call the cops, they're taking us all out for drinks."
"Free?"
"Yeah. And there's an equal amount of us to them. Do we have enough space in the cars?"
"No, but we can bend the rules a little," Levy said, "This is gonna be bad for them. Cana's had a bad day and we've kept her from drinking as far as I know. For now, anyway."
"This is going to be great. And there's someone here I think you'll like."
"Really, or are you just saying that?"
"Yeah, you're gonna like him," I say. They each look around and get a little nervous.
"You're definitely just messing with them. Are they freaking out?"
"Oh, yeah. Totally." I say. I look over and they're starting to mutter to each other.
I hear her laugh on the other end, "Just don't let Mira hear you say that. Okay, we'll be there in ten, maybe fifteen minutes. Do you know where we're going?"
"No, but looking at what they're wearing maybe you guys should tone it down on the ride over."
"Okay. I'll relay the message. Keep 'em in line, Lu." I could practically hear the wink in her voice. This was going to be fun.
"So, while they're on their way. What are your names and where are we going?" I ask.
"Where is a surprise," Natsu tells me, "But it's where we were headed." A few of the other guys got a look of realization on their faces when he said that.
"Okay. Well, I'm Lucy." I say, trying to start up the introductions.
"Gray," said the guy with shorter black hair.
"Jellal," face tattoo guy.
"Laxus," was the blonde who as of yet, hadn't spoke. Though that name did sound familiar.
"Bickslow. And I don't know why these guys have their panties in a bunch. Weren't we going out to get some chicks anyway?"
"Not exactly," came from Jellal.
"Maybe you were, but the rest of us were just going to get buzzed," the guy with long black hair said.
"And you are?" I reply.
"Gajeel," he says back. He's wearing a brown cutoff shirt which showed the scars on his arms, white pants and a headband covering his forehead and black boots. Gray wore dark green pants with a chain and a black shirt. Natsu wore a white T-shirt with pink sleeves and a pink and yellow pattern with cargo shorts and dark blue sandals, yet had a white scarf on. Bickslow wore jeans and a white tank top with a purple shirt over top. Jellal wore a blue jacket with yellow stripes down the shoulders and lining the center edge, with a black shirt and cargo shorts. And Laxus, whose name I know I remember, wore a black V-neck with the sleeves cut off and a pair of purple jeans. His shirt showed off his tattoos and his gold chain. He had a scar on his face in the shape of a lightning bolt through his eye.
"So, um. How are you guys?" I say, waiting for my friends to show up.
"Fine. It's a nice night. The breeze is really nice, but shouldn't you shut down your apartment?"
"Oh shit!" I run back upstairs and look out my window, hoping they're still there. And, honestly, now I have all their names so they can't go too far. I figure I might as well get changed. I put on my white shirt with a blue heart and gold hems, and the coat that goes with it. Then, I find my navy blue skirt and knee high socks. I put my hair in pigtails and put on a white belt and brown shoes as quick as I can. Again, I put grab my keys after shutting off the television, pouring out the half full glass of wine, and putting the chicken nuggets in the fridge. I check my phone as I lock the door behind me. There was one text from Levy: "We just left." As I close it, another text appears and it says, "At the light before your apartment." I curse and run down the stairs to find all the guys are still there.
Two cars pull up to the curb and narrowly miss hitting Laxus. Cana's lime green sports car and Erza's red Jeep pull in. The girls get out of their cars and everyone is immediately sizing each other up.
"I call the Shrimp to buy drinks for," Gajeel says, "Don't think she could handle much."
"Hey!" Levy yells. I laugh. Honestly, Levy could probably drink more than most of us.
"Laxus?" I hear Mira ask.
"Mirajane?"
"Jellal?"
"Erza? Long time no see."
"Gajeel!"
"Rain woman…" he says back.
"So does everyone already know each other, except for me?" I ask.
"It's a small town, Lucy. A lot of people already know each other from school or something," Cana reveals.
"Juvia knows Gajeel from her hometown. She didn't know he moved here, too."
"So, for those of you who don't know, this is Cana, Juvia, Levy, Mira and Erza," I point to them each individually. They toned their outfits down pretty well, with all of them, but Cana taking their hair down. Juvia wore a short blue dress and a loose, satin cardigan with a pattern a little darker than her dress and her brown heeled boots. Erza wore a red dress with yellow flames along the bottom and yellow ankle boots. Levy drove Erza's can, so she wore exactly what she wore to the nightclub- a black shrink vest over a white shirt and a dark pink skirt with a heart belt buckle, hot pink leggings and headband and brown boots like Juvia's, except without a lower, fatter heel. Mira wore her little black dress with a circle skirt and mesh sleeves and black ankle boots, which looked like combat boots. Cana wore a white jacket with a black bralette top, which and brown pants with a pink belt.
"You're lucky you called so soon, I was about to get into a drinking match with some guy named Bacchus," Cana says as she puts her hair up in a pony tail.
"She's all your's Bickslow," Laxus clapped him on the back, eliciting a laugh from the guys.
"So, where are we going?" Levy asks.
"That's for us to know, and you to find out," says Gray.
"I think it's safe to say we can fit about five people in Cana's car and four in mine," Erza counts.
"Legally," I add, "Levy can fit between two people in your car and I think four of us can squeeze into the back of Cana's."
"That's still only 11. We need one more seat," Jellal points out.
"Hey, Luce, you can just sit on my lap," Natsu put in.
"What? No!"
"Why not?"
"We just met!"
"So what?"
"Hey, just take one for the team Luce," Cana teases.
"Fine. Let's go in Erza's car," I answer.