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I ran off just as the brick flew through the window to the English window. No one was in, so they couldn't see me. Everyone is in lesson or doing an exam so hopefully I won't get caught. I walked around the corner to stop any onlookers thinking I was up in no good, even though I was. I walked through the door to Geography, then minutes late. Mr. José, my teacher was angry, he looked funny though, he has vein at the side of his head and whenever he gets angry, it looks like it will pop out of his head. Unfortunately, it never does, it would be funny if it did though.

"Lucille heartifilla! Where have you been?" he shouted pointing a ruler at me. "Obviously not in here, and it is Lucy, thank you very much," I replied as I headed to take my seat at the back of the classroom. Threw my bag on the floor and sat down at my desk with my feet up. I pulled out my phone and texted everyone back.

"I realized you weren't in here!" he bellowed, his glasses almost falling off his crooked nose as he slammed the door. " Well why ask then?" I replied sweetly as I put my phone back in my pocket, I caught the eyes of my classmates, they are used to my 'behavior' but they still find it funny. " You know why I asked young lady!" he shouted, throwing his ruler at me.

" Now, now, no need to throw things in here, you could get taken in for that if it hit me, we wouldn't want that now would we?" I said politely getting up to take the ruler to the front. Just as I sat back down the English teacher stormed through the door. "This! This is the last time I will put up with your attitude! You don't care about anything you do! Messing up in this school, this is our heaven, our sanctuary! You came in and mess it up everyday! I will not stand for this any longer! I'm not stupid! You can either admit to it or I will find a way to prove you're guilty and this school is innocent! You are a little brat Lucy Heartifilla!" she shouted, I laughed when she said heaven and sanctuary. Puhlease… That's why people have written in the toilet stall's 'Call 0110234567 for a good time in lipstick, this is obviously not a sanctuary.

"Oh lovely to see you too miss A! You know to save the trouble of proving our SANCTUARY innocent, yes; yes it was me who threw the brick through your window! I'm sorry that the brick wanted to see the inside world! I am so sorry!" I replied, I picked my bag up and headed out the door, I knew I have to go to the head teacher's office, might as well go by myself.

"I'll save you the trouble of sending me personally to the head, I'll go by my self!" I said as I walked out the door letting it swing shut. I decided I could lighten the mood so I skipped up the steps in to the office. As I passed the geography window, Mr. José and miss A. stood at the window, I decided to show them how happy I was so I stuck my middle finger up to them.

I walked in to the office.

" Hey buddy!" I shouted as I sat down in the chair, I realized my parents were in the room too. Mrs. M, the head was having a serious chat with them. I put my bag down and helped myself to one of the biscuits in Mrs. M's personal biscuit barrel. "Miss Heartifilla, this school has put up with enough of your rude and disruptive behavior! We no longer have a place for you here." Said Mrs. M angrily as she pushed her glasses back up her nose.

"Oh, so I'm expelled, because an innocent brick wanted to see the inside of our school? Well that's just pointless to be honest." I said calmly, even though I knew if I get expelled from here I have to go to my grandfather's school since he's ahead teacher at a boarding school.

"BRICKS CAN'T TALK" shouted Mrs. M.

"Well there is no need for that!" I shouted back as I walked out of her office.

" … The look on that poor woman's face!" my father, Jude heartifilla bellowed in my ear. "She was mortified that one of her students could behave in such manner. You can't keep on doing this, Lucy," he warned me, as he circled around the white leather chair I was sitting in.

I wasn't actually listening to them but instead, I have my wireless ear buds that have been blasting out tunes from my iPod, that was safely in my pocket since my parents had threatened to take it away from me.

"Are you even listening?" he shouted over the music. "Yeah. Bad behavior. Grounded. Need to stop." I ramble, standing to my feet and turning to walk towards the staircase. "Not so fast" I heard him said, faintly. I took my ear buds out and put them in my pocket. " Look. I was just helping out a lonely brick. I'm so sorry for being kind and I promise it will never happen again."

"Lucy" he said while rubbing her temples. " Father. You don't know what life is like for that brick! It may have a wife who divorced it and children who is not able to see! That brick was lonely, outside in the cold and all I did was give it, the confidence to try and start a new life in a new place."

" I've had enough of this, Lucy. It cannot be carry on. You need to be straightened out, properly," he said. " Sorry to break it to you but if you straighten me, it will burn my skin, therefore getting you a hefty prison sentence for child abuse." I smirked, only because I know he hates that. "Your going to a boarding school and that's final!" father shouted.

"Better than this shit hole" I murmured as I turned away.

"What was that?" father stepped towards me.

"I said, my dear amazing father. BOARDING. SCHOOL. IS. BETTER. THAN. THIS. IMPECABLE. SHIT. HOLE." I made sure to spell it out for him, just to boost my amount of 'good' deeds today. With that said, I walked out of the living room and to the hallway.

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WTF.

They actually thought boarding school would 'straighten me out'?

I went to walk up the winding, white staircase. The staircase, I had walked up many times before but never actually thought about. I mean, sure. It was just a staircase but how many times had I thought I would miss walking up it everyday to get into my room? How many times had I thought I about how I would be trading a beautiful staircase for a cramped and shared bedroom?

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It never came into my mind because I never thought I would be attending a boarding school, especially my grandfather's boarding school.

I groaned at that thought. It sickened me.

A bunch of smart kids who showed off their parent's money by flaunting the fact that they attended a very expensive private school.

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I made it to my room. It was pink, my favorite color, with a big canopy bed in the middle. The curtains to the bed were pink lace and the frame was light pink to match. All my bedding and curtains were pink with white lace and the carpet was a clean white. Various decorations covered the walls like photos of different friends I'd made at the 15 different schools I've been too. And a few mirrors.

I felt like a space where I could call mine.

But, NO.

I had to give this all up in the morning.

I stripped off my clothes and went directly to bath, after sometime I dried myself and changed into my pink and white, polka dot pj's and got under my warm duvet. After a few moments of scanning my hand along the underside of my pillow, I found what I was looking for.

Un-doing the silver catch and turning to the page that the ribbon in the middle was on, I got out my pink, fluffy pen and propped my self up on my elbows.

'Dear diary' I wrote

'Urgh. Tell me about controlling adults! Today has been THE WORST. Firstly, let me say, that I have never seen Mr. José's veins like that. It was incredible to see how far it could stick out from that warty face of his. Some would say it was disgusting but for me it was fascinating. Like a whole other person trying to get away from home.

Anyways, as he was ranting at me about who knows what, miss A, stomps in with her big feet and opens her big mouth to match, yelling about my kindness to bricks.

Not nice.

I mean, come on. Who else ever gives the time to be nice to bricks? No one I know! So she was shouting about how I admit what I did or bullshit about it so I decided to admit my 'wrong doings' and own up. Most people says 'honesty is the best policy', fuck that shit! If the best policy is to get me kick out of that school then honesty did its job.

Yes, they kicked me out!

And I didn't even get a chance to say good-bye to yukino or Minerva. They would go to school tomorrow and wonder where the heck I am. What kind of people does that to children? And what about Rufus? He would think I was abducted or something. He'd be worrying about 'his' girl obviously and thinking sorts of things like I was dead! And what about my date hibiki? And orga will think that I've stood him up and then he'll tell the whole football team what a bitch I was.

They seriously are ruining my life.

But, I have to go or they will take away my phone. I was considering my options but really? What is a girl without her phone? So I really need my beauty sleep for tomorrow.

It's going to be a heck of a long day.

~L.H~

I closed my diary, satisfied that I had written out all my problems and in the meantime, near enough made sparks fly from the end of my pen. I put my diary under my pillow and lay down.

Gosh… I would miss this bed.

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I would even miss this crappy estate.

I fell in to a deep uncomfortable sleep that night, taunted with the thoughts of sharing.

Eeeeewww.

I woke up with a raging headache that didn't help when I noticed my maid Virgo standing at the door with a small pink suitcase at her side.

" I had packed all your stuff here princess and the car is all ready. Do you want to punish me princess?" she asked and I sweat dropped. "Thanks Virgo, and you don't need to be punished." I said as I went to my bathroom to take a bath and change.

As I got out of the bathroom I wore a black tank top with a knitted jumper over the top and some high-waist light blue jeans. I applied eyeliner and some mascara but left the rest of my face blank. I wasn't one to brag but my skin was reasonably clear and my features weren't half bad themselves.

My blonde hair was long, maybe too long but I like it. It made my huge brown eyes pop.

Packing up my remaining things, I bid good-bye to my room and walked down the staircase for the last time in a while.

Just like Virgo said, a car was already outside waiting for me to go out and take me to school. I went outside and got in, knowing that neither my father cared enough to say a final goodbye to me and quickly drove off, my home just being a small rectangle in the distance now.

I must have fell asleep in the car because the next thing I know is that the car is coming to holt and the driver telling me we had had arrived. It was nothing like my old school. The outside was all brick, but not the sort of brick that are smooth and level, it was like the bricks from the walls from the 18th century. Moss and climber grew up the front with a few flowerbeds along the outskirts. It looked very…

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The grass on the front was mowed in perfect horizontal lines; not a blade out of place. The trees were tall but kept neat, made sure not to ruin the neatness of the place.

It was my grandfather's school all right.

It had 'Makarov dreyer' written all over it.

I huffed before heading through a big, wooden door that was precisely in the middle of the building and found myself in a reception.

"Can I help you?" a girl asked behind the desk.

She must have been in her 20's with purple hair and huge smile on her face. I explained that I was new and gave her my name. She looked surprised at my last name and asked if I was related to the head. She was even more surprised when I told her he was my grandfather but didn't say anything more.

"Ah. Here we are," she said handing me a folder and telling me to go to block B, room 29.

I went back through the doors and around the corner to find a large part of the manor with the first few letters of the alphabet above five different doors. I went through the second, which had a 'B' and stood looking at the signs.

The first floor was rooms 1-15 I figured that the second floor would be 16-30. I climbed the few steps and went to the end or the corridor, sure enough to find an oak door with the number 29 written on it.

I knocked but no one answered so I just walked in. "yeah, and then she totally gave me dead eye! I KNOW! Omg, she is such a bitch." Said the girl with her back to me but as she turned around to the sound of the creaky door she huffed. " Sherry, I'll have to call you back." She flipped her phone and stared at me.

"I'm guessing you're my room mate," I said in a matter-of-fact tone. "That's your half of the room," she pointed to my left "don't cross your half" I didn't give her the satisfaction of an answer and place my bag on the bed. My other bags were being delivered soon. I turned to face her and realized she was staring.

"What's your name?" I asked breaking her from her trance. "Flare" she looked shocked. "Well, flare, unless I have something on my face or you medically have a staring problem, I'd prefer it if you didn't stare at me." Her mouth dropped. I think she was expecting the whole I'm-new-and-I-don't-know-anyone-so-I'm-going-to-be-really-nice-to-everyone shit.

"E-excuse m-"

"Hearing problem as well as a staring problem? Yikes" I give her my best sympathetic look. "Listen here, bitch" she pointed a finger at me. "Bitch, please. I've been called worse," I laughed as she stared at me in disbelief. " I bet you have" she smirked. " Do you know who I am?" I tilted my head back and laughed a full on laugh when she didn't reply. "I'm Lucy DREYER heartifilla" her mouth dropped again. " The headmaster of this school is my grandfather so you better be nice to me or I can have you kick out of this school for good" I probably couldn't but she didn't know that.

She gulped, obviously scared of my threat

"So unless you want your parents called into this school for your unacceptable behavior towards a new student, I'd shut your greasy mouth"

"You can't do that!" she shrieked.

"I can and I will so do me a favor and go ring your friend up again, go see someone, do whatever but your bimbo presence is irritating me" she gave me a loud pitched squeal before yanking the door open and slamming it again with same force.

I've been here for 5 minutes and I already made myself an enemy.

I had a feeling that this school might not be as bad as I thought it would be.