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Story Idea: This just sort of came to me. This story will be kind of violent and depressing, but I hope you all still enjoy it. I'm debating whether or not to make this NaLu or GraLu, so you'll have to let me know as you read.
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"Well aren't you hard working," Jellal said in a teasing voice, taking his seat.
Erza's eyebrow twitched. She gripped her pencil so hard it snapped. "I'm studying for the big test tomorrow!" she defended herself. She puffed out her cheeks and looked away from him. "Just because you don't have to study doesn't mean I can afford not to."
"Learning just comes easy to me." He folded his legs over his desk and put his hands behind his head. "A spaz like you wouldn't understand."
"I am not a spaz!" She yelled, jumping out of her seat. Her chair fell into her legs, knocking her forward. Her face fell straight into her textbook. The laughter from the man beside her made her quickly sit down, tapping her foot.
"I would love it if you demonstrated that non-spaz move again. Or maybe you have others?" he continued to tease her.
"You're an idiot!" She got up, slower this time, and went to walk out of the room. He quickly caught her wrist. She jerked her hand back so fast she fell on her butt.
"Jeez, I just touched you." He laughed and turned around in his seat. "You really are a spaz."
Erza was about to say something back, but the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. She bit back her tears and ran out of the room, not bothering to grab her school bag.
She lived very close to the school, so she ran all the way home. Her mother greeted her at the door, but she ignored her. She passed her father, who was reading in the living room. Swinging her bedroom door open, she entered her room. Everything was perfectly positioned, just as one would expect from the Vice President of the Student Council. Of course, Jellal was first, just like he was at everything.
The first thing Erza did was pull out the drawer to her nightstand. She grabbed the silver knife that shimmered in the light as she turned it. She made sure to clean it after every use.
Erza Scarlet cuts herself. Many scars litter her arms and wrists. If anyone touched her, she jerks away in fear that they will see her skin. On this day, though, she takes it too far.
With a long swipe, she cuts her left wrist open. She barely winces, pain just a fading memory as of late. She swiped her other wrist before putting the knife down. Letting the blood drip to the floor, she went over to her closet. She pulled out every piece of clothing she owned and threw it on the bed. Grabbing the knife again, she started shredding the fabric.
Her clothing in shambles, she went back to cutting herself. She added small slashes to the skin near her left elbow down to that wrist. She sighed in content, welcoming the slight feeling of pain. She did the same thing to her other arm, but when she got to her wrist, she cut a lot deeper than she intended. Blood poured out of the wound at a faster rate than ever before. At first it was nice, but then it started to scare her. She was beginning to feel dizzy. Looking up, the last thing she saw was the door to her room opening before everything went black.
I really hope you all stay to read the next chapter! This is the first of four "prologues." I really have big plans for this story, using many different genres, so I really think any one of you would like this.
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