I'm deciding to write another story, even though I still have some unfinished ones. Bah, doesn't everybody? Anyway, enjoy! Oh, and, yes, there are going to be mistakes because I typed all of this on my phone. But it won't let me do spell check! Little fucker! *throws phone at wall*
Disclaimer~ I do not own Fairy Tail.
I've always wounded about love. It was just so unexpected, so sudden, and so...thrilling. This first time I saw him, I knew I had a bad case of it. But
who could blame me? He was hot, handsome, and tall. He was the captain of the football team, but whenever is a pretty popular boy not?
Anyway. And his eyes: An odd onyx-green color. His skin was tan. Even a blind man could see that he had been working out.
But the oddest thing about him? He had pink hair. Yes, pink. Dear god, I sure hoped that he wasn't gay.
But, I had no idea who he was. I had just transferred here from Sabertooth Academy, to Fairy Tail academy. It was odd, though: Sabertooth were the
Sabertooth Tigers, obviously, while Fairy Tail was the Dragonslayers...huh. Still. They were neck to neck in skills for all sports.
Back to pretty boy. He was walking with his gang of friends, who I guessed were the populars. They were all breathtakingly handsome and beautiful:
people way out of my league.
I watched them walk into the doors, laughing and talking. As soon as they left my sight, I snapped back into reality.
People were stealing a lot of glances at me, the boys giving lookes where I don't appreciate to be looked at. Sure, I knew I had an amazing body: The
doesn't mean I like to show it off everytime I go into public places.
I tried to pull down my short blue skirt. Jesus! Why were they so short?! They were about three inches from mid thigh length. And the sweaters: So
tight! I was certain I had ordered my right size. Had I gotten the wrong one? I was also pretty sure socks weren't supposed to go up this high.
As I entered the ten story building, I had only realized how big this school was. I don't remember this becoming a fucking maze!
I reached into my maroon bag for my schedule.
Locker 172...combo 11-15-13. That was on the second floor. Great. I was going to be trampled to death on the stairs.
I looked for a opening to get into the flow of people, and as soon as I saw one, I made a beeline for it.
Man, these people were fast! I was practically running. And it didn't help with all the boys towering over me. Seriously: Every single boy in this school
was six foot or taller. Stupid womanizer giants.
Finally, I saw the golden numbers 172 jump out at me. My locker was in the very middle. Awesome. Great.
I jumped out, almost slamming into the lockers.
"You knew?" A friendly masculine (having qualities or appearance traditionally associated with men, esp. strength and aggressiveness.) asked.
I looked up, craning my neck.
It was pretty pinky.
"Yeah." I was surprised by how friendly and calm my voice sounded. I thought I was going to sound like Dobby from Harry Potter.
"These halls can be a mob if you aren't careful sometimes. Just a warning." He said, smiling.
I smiled back.
Now...to see if this combo would work, or if I needed a crow bar. Lets find out.
As I put my combo in, I realized that pinky's locker was next to mine.
It worked. Sorta. I had to slam it hard a few times.
I was lucky it didn't smell like moldy cheese and socks. I dumped all of my school stuff in it, stuffing my bag in.
I sighed after I was done, and then glanced at the clock. Five minutes between each class. Back at Saber, it was three. They expected their students to
be on time, their lockers organized.
Welp, clearly that wasn't going to be a problem here. I hoped.
I taped my class schedule on the door of my locker carefully, trying not to hit pinky.
(Forgive me, I'm not in high school.)
Homeroom, Language Arts, History, Algebra 1, Specials, Lunch, Biology, and at the end of the day, Study Hall. (Was that enough?)
I sighed, and gathered my agenda, along with a pen and pencil. Then, I walked to Mr. Clive's class.
I felt a towering presence behind me.
"Has anyone ever told you how short you were?" Pinky asked, walking beside me.
"I'm 5'4, thank you very much." I huffed, looking at his face. He laughed.
"How tall are you?" I asked, being friendly. Might as well try to make friends now.
"6'5."
My eyes bugged out.
"...w-well, I guess that doesn't surprise me." I said, but I was was still surprised.
"Every girl is short. All guys here are tall. Better get used to it." He said, shrugging.
"Why are you following me, Pinky?" I asked, after he climbed up a flight of stairs with me.
"Well, you're new, so I couldn't just leave you to fend for yourself, right? That, and, we seem to be heading in the same direction. By the way, my name is Natsu."
I blushed. That was sweet of him, I guess. Huh. Natsu. I liked it.
"I'm Lucy." I said, making eye contact with 's door number, 206.
And it turns out: Natsu and I were in the same class. I glanced at the clock. One minute.
I studied the seats carefully. There were thirty chairs, six by five rows. Hmm...definitely not next to the sick guy. Hmm...should I take the seat next to
a huge, muscular guy with long black spikey hair with piercings, or a small girl with periwinkle hair reading the book? Bookworm it was.
I, myself, was a bookworm, too. Reading was my one and only hobby.
"Is this seat taken?" I asked, stand to the desk next to her. She looked up after reading another paragraph.
"Nope! Go right ahead. My name is Levy. Levy McGarden." She said, in a bright, friendly voice. I smiled back.
"I'm Lucy."
Levy returned back to her book.
My seat was right by the window in the second row. A guy with blue hair sat in front of me. He also had a weird red tattoo under his right eye, which
would be your left. A girl with beautiful, long, scarlet hair sat next to him. The uniform was different: Maybe she was the student council president?
Someone tapped my back.
"Sup." Natsu said, taking the seat behind me.
"Hey." I said, but quietly, because the teacher came in.
"Alright brats, sit your asses down." He boomed. I gulped.
Clive had dark red hair, with a gruffy look to his face. He had facial hair, and a scar on your right side of his forehead.
"To those of you who are knew, my name is Gildarts Clive, your homeroom and science teacher. Stand up and introduce your names. We'll start with
Mr. Fernandes, here." The guy with blue hair and tattoo stood up. Then the scarlet haired girl, Erza. Before Lucy knew it, it was her turn.
"Lucy." She simply said. A few guys did cat calls, and some whistled.
The only names Lucy remembered were Jellal, Erza, Gray, Juvia, Lisanna, Mirajane, Elfman, Evergreen, Levy, Gajeel, and or course, Natsu. And all of
them were popular.
"Now. Do whatever you want. I'll be drinking off somewhere." Gildarts said, walking out of the room, closing the door behind him. Lucy's mouth fell
open. What kind of school was this? Teachers leaving whenever they liked. Before Lucy knew it, all of the populars went over near her. She felt
uncomfortable.
"I'm surprised, ash for brains. You didn't repeat Sophomore year!" A tall, handsome guy said to Natsu. He had raven black hair with midnight blue
eyes. Gray, Lucy remembered.
"Shut up, cold sore. I'm surprised you aren't in middle school." Natsu shot back, causing them to fight.
Lucy looked over to Levy, who was still reading her book.
"Is that The Running Dream?" Lucy gasped, reading the title. Levy's eyes snapped up, her face lighting up like the fourth of July.
"Yup! This book is amazing!"
And for the rest of the period, Lucy and Levy talked about the book. They also got to know each other more.
"So, how do you like Fairy Tail, Lu-chan?" Levy asked, wanting to know more about her new friend.
"I love it. So far, everyone has been nice to me." I said, smiling. It was true: This place was really nice.
"Where did you used to go to school?" Levy asked, fully turning her body so that she could face Lucy.
Crap...should I tell her? Everyone knew Sabertooth and Fairy Tail had a rotten history. They still do. Will Levy like me if I told her?
Her friend seemed to sense her discomfort.
"Its fine if you don't want to tell me, honestly, I'm sorry-"
Lucy laughed quickly.
"No, its not that. Its just that…I'm afraid you'll think badly of me." Lucy added shyly, placing her hands between her bare thighs and avoiding eye
contact.
Gray and Natsu were now listening. They didn't face her, but she knew it. They were both silent.
"I went to Sabertooth." Natsu's fist tightened, and Gray grinded her teeth together. The class died down, Levy's eyes widening.
"What's a Saber doing here?" Lisanna mumbled to her older sister. Mirajane just shrugged.
"You went to Sabertooth?" Natsu demanded, slamming his hands down on his desk while he stood up, staring hard into my eyes. I felt guilty, for some
reason. I gulped and nodded.
"Lay off, Natsu. Anyone who went to Sabretooth and came here clearly has a reason for leaving. I'm sure its the same case for Lucy."
Erza snapped, now putting a defensive hand on her shoulder.
Now this shocked Lucy. A person she barely knows was standing up for me.
Natsu hesitated.
"True...shes way too nice to be Saber property." He said, but still held my gaze.
Thankfully, the bell rang. I sighed in relief, but I knew the look on Natsu's face. I was going to tell him everything about Sabertooth.
I gathered up my stuff and rushed out into the hall, trying to lose him. Sadly, he caught up a few feet away from homeroom.
"Look, I think that's its stupid to hate someone if you don't like where they came from." I snapped, venom dripping from my words.
"Hate you? I don't hate you, Lucy!" Natsu said, sounding surprised.
"Well it sure looked like you did." I talked in my normal voice, rushing down the stairs.
I heard Natsu sigh.
"No, I could never hate you. It's just the people in the school I don't like, thats all."
"You mean Sting Eucliffe?" I suggested.
"Exactly."
Both of us were silent for a while, until we reached out lockers.
"You have anybody to sit by for lunch?" Natsu asked, slamming his lock shut the same time I did mine.
I laughed, and shook my head.
"Nah, I don't have any friends here yet." I said, smiling up at him.
He frowned.
"What are you talking about? You have me and Levy."
I felt really happy after he said that.
"Really? You mean that?" I sounded like a little kid.
Natsu laughed at my childness.
"Well, I've never met someone who could keep up with Levy about books. And you seem cute to me. Weird, but cute. And nice. And short." Natsu said,
looking down at me and patting my head.
"Hey! I'm not weird! And who would want to be as tall as you, giant?" I yelled, mad at him.
But Natsu just laughed, disappearing into a classroom.
I smiled after him. Honestly. How could someone survive with a friend like Natsu Dragneel?
So how did I do? Good? Bad? I would love to hear your review!
-TealEye
