Yoo, this is my first fanfic, so don't expect too much. Just randomly got inspired.

Enjoy!

Oh god, I pretty sure nobody will read this before I update it, but if you did, sorry. I accidentally uploaded a rough draft.

"Shi-" Lucy almost cursed after hitting her head on the headboard of her bed. She had a weird habit of doing that. Unsure of why, she often found herself stopping herself mid-swear. She didn't have anything against cursing, it just didn't feel right. And it happened once more after she had just got home, and when she jumped into bed and immediately hurt her head.

"Uuuughh, whyyyyy?" After the literally headache inducing day, she was hoping she would be able to go right to sleep, but there was no way that was happening after hitting her already throbbing head. I'll just wash up. Maybe I'll feel better afterwards.

Rubbing her head, she went to her restroom, and turned the shower on. "Wow." She said, mouthing the word exaggeratively as she saw herself in mirror. Lucy Heartfilia was a decent looking girl with blonde hair, deep brown eyes and a small nose. Having just turned 18, she was glad to finally be able to move out of her dad's place. Man, I look like crap. Have I looked like this all day?

. . .

Lucy took another look in the mirror, this time putting her in a significantly better mood. She went to lay in her bed, but she wasn't the least bit tired. What time is it? She grabbed her phone, and... "7:30!" She exclaimed aloud. "What am I suppose to do all daaay?" She pouted, slamming her phone down on her bed.

As if in response, her phone lit up. She jerked it back up. "Ay! Shut it flameboy before I havta kick your ass!" It was from an unknown number. Flameboy? Why would you call somebody flameboy? "That's not a very nice way to talk to a stranger." She replied, hoping she might be able to use this opportunity to entertain herself for the night. "Oh, sorry. Wrong number." He replied. Hmm. Lucy thought, disappointed that the stranger didn't have anything more amusing to say. Just as she was about to put her phone down and try to sleep again, another message appeared on her screen. "YOU WISH HOTHEAD! YOU'RE ONLY SAYING THAT BECAUSE YOU THINK I WON'T ACTUALLY DO IT!" You've got to be kidding me. "HOW THE HELL DO YOU MESS THAT UP TWICE?!" She replied, although she was secretly glad that she didn't have to sleep. "Oi! No need for the caps, it's an honest mistake!" He replied. "How is it an honest mistake? I can understand doing it once, but after that you should be paying attention!" Seriously I don't understand some people. "Jeez" he messaged back, "Sorry, calm down. I won't message you anymore." Although slightly thankful, Lucy wasn't willing to give up her only source of entertainment for the day. "Who's Flameboy?" She asked, thinking back to the first message.

"I'm kinda in the middle of something, I thought you wanted me to stop talking to you?" Oh yea, I did come off that way, didn't I? She did want to keep talking, but it would be too embarrassing to admit that after basically telling him to screw off. Instead of messaging back, she stayed up on her phone for a while, watching youtube, then fell asleep.

. . .

Lucy woke up before her alarm thanks to her going to sleep at 9:00. She yawned as she got up and got ready trying to mentally prepare for the day. She hadn't quite gotten use to her routine yet. Only recently had she moved out of her dad's place, and she wasn't used to having so much time to sleep. When she was in school, she had to leave the house at 6:30, and on top of that, the housemaids would always wake her up way too early. Now getting up at 7:00, and only needing to be at work by 8:00 seemed like a luxury. Although, other than the time, there wasn't much to like about her job. She was a waitress at an Italian restaurant called Jonny Carino's. It wasn't bad necessarily, but just kinda boring. Her only light there was her co-worker named Levy. She was a really sweet girl, and was interested in a lot of the same things as Lucy. The problem being that they didn't get much time to talk because the place was always so busy.

Despite all that, Lucy found motivation to keep going in hopes of one day getting one of her novels published. She wrote many short books, but of course, being new and inexperienced, she hasn't had any luck with them so far. That's what she had been doing all day yesterday. She spent all day looking for somebody who would publish her and searching in the library for inspiration. All after she finished work, of course. The only person who ever really read them was her friend and co-worker, Levy, and while she appreciated the feedback, most if it was obligatory compliments.

Yawning, Lucy headed straight for the bathroom. While in the shower, she thought about the last story she'd been writing. It was already the longest one she had ever made, and she was only about halfway done. The story revolved around a seemingly stereotypical male character and his effort to grow stronger to protect his friends. A few days ago, Lucy began to have second thoughts about writing something this long. She knew it was turning out better than the rest of her stories, but every time she thought about trying to get it published, she couldn't help but feel that all the time she put into the story would just go to waste.

When she got out of the shower, Lucy did what she always did. Did her makeup, her hair, pushed the thoughts out of her mind, and looked on to the day of work she had ahead.

. . .

During Lucy's break, she headed into the break room to talk to Levy like she always did. "Hi, Lev-AAAH!" She screamed as she was hit by a tackle hug from a squealing Levy. "Lucy! Omg, you'll never guess what happened!" "H-Huh?" Lucy stuttered, trying to regain her composure. Before Lucy had the chance to ask what she was so exited about, Levy grabbed her hands and shook them rapidly. "I'm going on a daaaaate!" She squealed loudly. Catching on immediately, Lucy squealed back, "Omgygod! What! With who?! When?! AAAAAA!" Levy blushed, "Okayokay, okay!" She said, trying to slow her breathing. "Um, his name is Gajeel. I've been talking to him for a while, and I finally asked him out yesterday!" She said, her voice slowly escalating in volume. Her blush deepened "Omg Levy! Why haven't you told me about him yet?!" Lucy asked, surprised because Levy had always talked to her about everything.

"I know, I know. Sorry Lucy. I just didn't know if he was interested in me. And I was too nervous to talk about it!" "Oh, come on Levy, you know you can trust me!" "Yea, I'm so sorry Lucy I know I should have told you sooner, but I've never been in a relationship before, so I'm nervous." Lucy sighed. "Alright fine." She said. "So where did you meet him?" To Lucy's surprise, Levy's blush deepened even more. "What is it Levy? You can tell me." Confused even more by Levy's behavior. She's never been this reluctant to tell me anything before. "I-It's… I" She swallowed. "I met him at Fair Tail Park!" She finally blurted out. Lucy gasped. "FAIRY TAIL PARK?!" She shouted, which earned her a scolding from another co-worker. "What were you doing at Fairy tail park?" She asked, quieter this time. Fairy Tail park was infamous for being full of loud and violent people. "L-Look, it's not as bad as people say!" Levy defended. "How long have you been going there?" Lucy asked suspiciously Levy's face was the color of a strawberry by now. She mumbled something too quiet to hear. "What?" "Two years?" She said as if asking for permission. "Tw-T-Two years?!" Lucy shouted causing a co-worker to shoot them a foul look. "How could you not tell me?" Lucy asked, slightly offended that her friend would hide it from her for so long. "I was afraid you wouldn't like me if you knew I went there…" Lucy just stared in shock. Now she was offended. "L-Levy… You should know I would never judge you for that." She said, feeling a little hurt. Hearing Lucy's hurt voice, Levy rushed to apologize. "No Lucy! Of course I know that! I'm so sorry. I just didn't know you were that nice until after we became friends, and I got in the habit of avoiding the subject. Ahhhh! Please don't be mad! I'm really sorry!" Lucy couldn't help but smile when she saw how hard Levy was trying not to upset her. "Aww, I can't be mad at you. You're too sweet!" Lucy smirked. "But you gotta make it up to me." Levy perked up. "Yea, of course, anything!" Lucy's smile widened. "You gotta let me meet him!"

Yay! This turned out a lot better. This is completely different from the first draft I made, and a lot longer. I had to change it because it was too similar to missyplatnum's Texting Fire. I hope you guys liked it. I apologize for any mistakes, I've never been any good at the whole grammar thing. :p I look forward to making more in the future.