Well hello! It's been a long time, hasn't it? I've had so many ideas in my head for a novel, but I haven't had any inspiration for FanFiction. I finally got some in the form of a new story! I will definitely be editing and uploading for my old stories, so please be patient. I will also be starting a novel soon. I know I've said this before, but I have a few really great ideas. I might even be making one of my FanFiction stories into a novel, so keep your eyes peeled for a poll!

This is my first GraTsu story, so I hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or the image used as the story cover.

As always, reviews are appreciated

Chapter 1

The day that the Fullbusters moved to town will be imprinted in my mind until the end of time.

It had started like any other day. I woke up day like I had many times before and like I would many times again, though I now know that I will never truly have a similar day to the ones before Gray and Lucy arrived.

I walked to school with Lisanna, just like we had every day since middle school. We stopped at her parents' graves to say hello and drop off flowers like we did every Monday morning, then went on to school. We stood out on the lawn while we waited for Erza and Jellal to come walking up the road, hand in hand, like they had been doing for the year they had been together. Then we all walked to room 101 and sat down in our first-period class: Chemistry with Gildarts.

Gildarts was always late. Fairy Tail was a small school, so there weren't many teachers, which meant that Gildarts had taught every science class since Freshman year. And, ever since the first day of class Freshmen year, he had walked in exactly ten minutes to class each morning. That day, however, he walked in right on time with the bell. Two kids were following him.

When we first saw the two kids, no one talk or moved. No one had come to Fairy Tail as a new student in many, many years. No one moved to Magnolia at all. Period. Seeing two teenagers, extremely attractive ones like that, walk into the room made everyone's hearts stop nearly completely. Well, seeing the attractive girl made their hearts stop.

The girl was beautiful, which even I will admit. She had long blonde hair that flowed down her back. Her chocolate brown eyes were filled with wonder and curiosity, though you could tell by the way her hand rested on her hip and how she flipped her hair that she already considered the school hers. She had a small smirk on her face, one that forced your eyes to travel to her perfect lips. Your eyes couldn't stop there, either. They followed down, down, down the low v-neck of her shirt. Your eyes lingered there for a moment before sweeping down to her skirt, then to her mile-long legs. It may have been because of her super high heels or the short skirt, but it was as if you couldn't get enough of those legs. Even with the heels, though, she only came to the other teenager's shoulders.

He was the one I was really looking at, unlike any of the other girls, whom looked upon the blonde with envy and paid no mind to the boy. I couldn't imagine why, either. Maybe it was the way that he nervously rubbed his arms against the fabric of his worn sweater or the way that when he crinkled his nose, which he did every few seconds, his thickly framed glasses would slide down his nose. Only then would he remove a hand from his arm to push them back up, only to return to his arms a second later. His pants were just a pair of faded blue jeans, which had clearly been through a lot, as well as his worn-out sneakers. He didn't need long legs, deep cleavage, or a sneaky smirk for my eyes to sweep all over him. My eyes darted from his feet to the small amount of skin showing at his hip to his hands to his face to his messy hair and back again, a different order each time. He seemed to be quite tall, too. I had to guess that he was over six foot.

"I'm Lucy and this is my step-brother, Gray," the blonde introduced.

And, just like that, I was transfixed.