Chapter 2: You and I Collide

OC POV

beep beep beep. Beep Beep Beep. BEEP BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP the-freaking-BEEP! WAKE UP!

I groaned once again as I turned my alarm off. 6:00 a.m. on a Wednesday morning. Great. The first day of the end of my life. I trudged over to the bathroom with skinny jeans and a grey v-neck t-shirt in my hand and got ready for the day. I brushed my teeth, brushed out my silver-blue hair, and rubbed my blood-red eyes. Rogue and I are like complete opposites (besides our element, I guess...) and the only thing that we have in common is our eye-color.

As I shuffled towards the kitchen, I heard mom cooking and humming happily.

"Morning mom," I sighed.

"Morning Aurora! Guess what?" she asked happily.

"Wha-"

"I finally have my vacation back! YAY!"

"Well jeez mom, if you really wanted your freedom back, I would've happily gotten out of your hair."

"What? No! Don't leave me! You're still my wittle baby!" I laughed as my mom began to comically cry while making breakfast at the same time. I heard my dad and Rogue going down the stairs just as I finished packing my back and lunch. Frosch, Rogue's green exceed from Edolas (who wore a pink frog suit) padded down after him, looking excited for pancakes.

"Good morning honey! Good morning Aurora! Ready to go to school?" Dad asked.

"No." I stated unemotionally and immediately.

"Well, whether you like it or not, you are going to school to allow your mother and me to enjoy this time off from you guys." He sniffed.

"Fro thinks so too!"

We all laughed at dad's behavior and Fro's agreement besides Rogue, who blinked and smiled gently at the talking cat. After eating breakfast, we all parted ways.

As I walked to Fiore Academy, other fellow students scurried by and I heard them gossiping about a new student in my grade. I figured that it must be impossible because to test into a grade in my school, you had to take all of the midterms, finals, and other assessment tests students currently in the school had to take from freshman year until the year the transfer wants to test in to. I don't think that anyone has ever tested into this academy in over a decade. At the school's front gates, I saw Lauren, my so-called friend, and her obnoxious clique pass by. One of her followers shoved me, or attempted to, into the bushes. However, after all that training throughout my life, it felt like a little fly had breathed on me. I laughed at the miserable girl as she tripped into the bushes while Lauren just scoffed and sent one of her other cronies to fetch the fallen girl.

"Whatever," she said, "hurry up. I want to go see that new guy. Apparently, he's hot!" Lauren and the others scurried away, leaving me to my thoughts.

Great, I thought to myself, another useless pretty boy. I quickly hurried in and sat in the auditorium, waiting for the headmaster to give his welcoming speech. I pulled out my sketchpad, which was worn from use, and began to draw random stick figures. Before the bell rang, I saw the headmaster preparing to give his speech.

"Good morning Fiore Academy," the headmaster spoke, "I welcome you to another joyous school year. I'm also pleased to announce that we have a new student transferring into the junior year. Please welcome Mr. Sting Eucliffe." At that moment, a gorgeous teen stepped towards the front from the side. His light-blonde hair spiked the right way, his sparkling ice blue eyes seemed to light up your day, and that scar above his eye just blew me away. His tall and well-toned figure strode over to the front where he waved at us and grinned happily. After a few more words from the headmaster, Sting turned from the front. Girls fainted in their seats as he passed by to sit with a bunch of other guys. I groaned inwardly at the thought of all the girls chasing after him. It'll be like Jason (y'know, Lauren's "crush") all over again.

But, why is my heart pounding so fast? I feel an urge to just ... be with him ... to stand by him and never let harm come his way ... wait. I'm the girl! He should protect me! Grrr... never mind. With all these other girls around, I doubt that he'll notice me.

The day went on with nothing exciting happening in particular. So far, it turned out that Sting is in all of my classes, which is pretty distracting considering all the girls in my class were fawning over him. Whatever. It's lunch now and I'm starving. I grabbed my lunch from my locker and sat outside against my tree, an oak tree with branches hanging low enough to create a canopy, or low enough for me to climb the branches to the top. After eating, I took out my sketchbook and began to sketch the scenery, which I think would look better at night.

Sting's POV

Man, this school is weird. All of these strange girls keep fawning over me while I try to talk to my new friends. I really don't like girls that swoon over me. I find them annoying and shallow. That's probably one of the reasons why I find that silver-blue haired girl interesting: she's one of the only people that didn't follow my every move. That and also because whenever I look at her, my heart starts pounding and I have an urge to just ... be with her ... to stand by her and be protected by her... haha kidding :P I want to protect her and just hold her in my arms. But I doubt that she'll notice me.

During lunch, I was trying to find a peaceful place to eat with my friends, but those girls kept following me! Gosh, the worst one is probably that clown-face. What was her name again? Borin? Corin? Oh yea. Lauren. She keeps clinging onto me and shouting out her "love" for me. I'm not blind. (I'm the white dragon slayer! I have amazing eyesight!) I see those death glares that she gives the other girls. I see her shoves and possessiveness. I hate it. But I just fake-laugh and fake-smile.

I make it outside with the others and managed to get rid of 99% of the girls, leaving only Lauren and her clique. What I saw under an oak tree left me stunned. That girl was sitting there under the tree, sketching who knows what. The sun shone through the branches and lit up her face and hair. When she moved, her silver hair glimmered and hues of blue could be seen. She looked absolutely stunning. The other girls must've noticed who I was looking at, because they did not look happy at all, especially Lauren.

"Hey Borin – " I started.

"It's Lauren sweetie!" she laughed with a sickening sweet voice.

"Yeah whatever, who is that? Sitting under that tree over there?"

Lauren scoffed and replied, "She's a nobody, just a little outcast with no friends. Her name is ... hmm ... I think it was ... Ebola?"

I frowned at her response while the other girls laughed and faced the other guys who were with me. "Who is she?"

Jason, the one who kind of took me into his group, stopped talking with the others and looked at the girl. "Oh her? A real beauty, ain't she?" He slung his arm over my shoulder. For some reason, his last statement really ticked me off. Jason sighed, "But looks deceive you my friend. That girl, although she seems sweet and innocent is nothing but a crazed bitch. Don't even think about talking to her. Now come on! Let's go eat! I'm starving!" The other guys and Lauren's clique began to walk away. Lauren gave the girl one last death glare before clinging onto me. Then, a slight breeze blew towards me and the faint scent of salt wafted into my nose. Tears. Okay. That did it. I know deep in my gut (or heart I guess) that the silver girl was good, and I was very pissed off about what everyone said about her. I needed to protect her. I roughly pushed Lauren aside. She gasped loudly and the others turned to face me.

"Look, even though I've been here for only a day, I can already tell who to avoid. I'm done "hanging out" with you guys, and I'm going to go to that girl over there. She seems the sanest out of this whole school." The lot of them stared at me with shocked expressions as I turned towards the oak tree. I caught the girl watching me while wiping her wide and happy eyes before turning back to her sketchbook. Now I must've been at least 200 meters away from her, so I didn't understand how she heard me.

"Thanks Sting." A soft yet playful voice drifted into my ears. The sound filled me with warmth and I made my way over to Aurora, at least, that's what my gut says her name is.

Aurora's POV

I can't believe that Sting actually stood up for me. I was able to hear everything with my advanced hearing. When I heard his voice, a sense of warmth and comfort spread throughout me. I couldn't help but whisper a word of thanks to him, even if he couldn't hear it. As I continued to sketch, I felt the branches rustle and reveal Sting Eucliffe.

"Hey! Aurora, was it?" he happily asked. I looked up at him and smiled, nodding for him to continue.

"Well, mind if I sit with you? My so-called friends were being jerks..." I laughed before patting the ground beside me.

"Make yourself at home!" Sting moved forwards and sat a little close to me and accidentally bumped into my shoulder. And then time seemed to stop.

It was like a feeling of warmth spread throughout my body from that point of contact. I looked up into Sting's mesmerizing ice-blue eyes and knew that he felt the same. Without thinking, our bodies began to lean closer together, and I felt his warm breath fan across my face. My heart beat sped up and our faces inched closer and closer, our breaths mingling into one, and just as our lips were about to connect, just as I was going to have my first kiss taken from me, wise words from all of my dragon slayer friends as well as the dragons themselves popped up. I quickly put my hand between our mouths, preventing the kiss from happening. To say I was upset that I had to do that was an understatement. I wanted to rip myself apart limb by limb. But, I soon regained my full state of mind and it seemed like Sting did to. It looked like we were both in shock of what was about to occur. And as a dragon slayer, it is my duty to tell Sting, a regular human, what almost happened.

Sting's POV

I felt like I had died and gone to heaven when I heard Aurora laugh. It was as light as a feather and as musical as a bell. And don't forget those eyes. For some reason, her eyes remind me of my old best friend Rogue. But he moved away when we were a lot younger, and I don't really remember that much in the past. But when I accidentally bumped into her, the near-kiss almost blew me away. I was thankful that Aurora prevented the kiss from happening, but also mad at myself for making her uncomfortable and panic.

Let me explain a bit. My grandfather was a celestial wizard and he found one of the three realm keys. Oh! You already know about realm keys? Okay, well I was taught by Weisslogia, the White Dragon, in the Dragon Realm and was also taught something a bit extra. Apparently, all dragon slayers have this. Basically, a dragon slayer can only have one partner/ soul mate for his/her whole life. The dragon slayer and mate balance each other's feelings out and their magical power expands greatly. We always want to protect our other half and vice versa. A cool thing about it is that we can also communicate telepathically with our mate. But once a dragon slayer and his/her mate find each other, it's impossible to love another the same way. Lastly, for a dragon slayer to claim his/her mate, all he/she has to do is kiss him/her, which would cause the dragon slayer's mark to appear on the back of his/her mate as well as on the dragon slayer's. Anyways, as a dragon slayer, it is my duty to tell Aurora, a regular human, what almost happened.

3rd Person POV

"Sting" "Aurora" The two said at the exact same time.

"Oh you go." Aurora and Sting once again said at the same time. (Let's just assume that they say the following lines at the exact same time.)

"No please, go first."

"Fine, I'll go first."

"No, I will."

"I will!"

"... You will!"

"Sting, go!" "Aurora, go!"

"Okay, I'll go." "... So I guess you'll go."

Sighing tiredly, Aurora began, "U-u-u-u-umm... Well please promise that you won't freak out or tell anyone." When Sting gave her a serious nod, she took a deep breath. "So-there's-this-group-of-people-called-mages-who-use-magic-like-real-magic-and-in-the-group-is-another-group-called-dragon-slayers-and-they-were-trained-by-dragons-but-dragon-slayers-can-only-have-one-mate-in-their-lifetime-and-I'm-a-dragon-slayer-and-I-think-that-you're-my-mate." Aurora spoke quickly. She paused and stared at the ground nervously. For a moment all was quiet under the oak tree. All she could think about was her dragon slayer friends and their fated mates: Natsu and Lucy, Gajeel and Levy, Wendy and Romeo, Rogue and Yukino, heck, even Laxus and Cana! None of them kissed each other yet, well, except for Laxus and Cana one drunken night. However, this awkward silence did not last very long.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!" Sting burst out laughing. Aurora turned red from embarrassment and swat him on the arm.

"S-stop laughing! It isn't funny and I'm telling the truth!" she whined. After a few agonizing seconds (for Aurora), Sting began to quiet down and wiped a tear from his eye. He turned to his ... not-mate-yet and looked at her gently.

"I know."

"What? How do you believe me so fast?"

"Well, for one, I'm a dragon slayer too."

"Really, what kind? I'm the moon dragon slayer. Oh I should have known you were a mage! I should've been able to sense your magic power!"

"White dragon slayer, and don't worry about it! I'm not great at sensing magic power either."

"Yeah, well I was trained by Gildarts. GILDARTS!"

"Wait, Gildarts? Hm... I've heard of him somewhere...! You're from Fairy Tail, aren't you?" Sting whispered the last part.

"Well, yes," Aurora whispered back, "why?"

Sting grinned happily and pointed to himself. "I'm gonna be its newest member!"


Hey guys! So this is my first fanfic ever!:)
I already had an idea of this story before (which is why I posted 2 chapters in one day), but now I'm (probably) going to update it once a week (if I come up with ideas). Thanks and please review!

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