Flashback
*a little girl was sitting down by herself, crying. The sounds she was making came from deep down, loud heavy sobs that could not be stopped. A young boy stopped as he was walking down the street and walked up the garden path.
"What's up?" He asked her, sitting down next to her.
"My mummy and daddy," she replied, struggling to speak between sobs. "They're gone. They..." She couldn't say anymore.
"Are they dead?" The boy asked softly.
She nodded slightly and covered her eyes with her hands. The boy stood up and gently took both hands.
"I know that you're sad, because i would be too. But would your parents want you to be unhappy? I don't know anything about you, but i don't want you to be sad either. Please come and play with me, because it might help you get over your sadness. What's your name?" He asked, wiping her tears.
"Lisanna," she coughed. "What's yours?"
"I'm Natsu. Natsu Dragneel."
Normal POV
The last few latecomers were entering the classroom, under Erza's furious glare.
"Is everyone here?" She asked, exasperated.
"Bickslow's late. Again." A girl with long, curly brown hair stood up. She had been sitting with two other people, but now walked over to Erza. She was a couple of centimetres shorter but it didn't really show. She had glasses that gave her quite a studious look. She glanced at Lisanna. "Is she a Strauss?
"Why don't you ask her?" Erza told her.
Evergreen sighed and walked over to Lisanna. "Are you a Strauss?" She asked her right in the face.
Lisanna jumped backwards, surprised. "Y-yes," she answered nervously.
"So you're Elfman's little sister?"
She swallowed. "Yes."
"Good, because he asked me to look out for you. I'd hate to have started being nice to the wrong person."
"Umm thanks?" She said but Evergreen had already turned back to her friends. One of them was a big blond dude, with lots of muscles and earphones stuck to his ears. He seemed pretty uninterested about what was going on around him. The other was slim, with strange coloured long hair. It was bright green and had bizarre lightning shaped spikes sticking out of it.
The last person finally arrived, late. He was an extremely weird looking person. His head was mostly shaved, except for three tufts of blue hair on the top and sides. He was very big, taller even than the blond dude and was wondering around with his tongue sticking out.
"Hi everyone!" He yelled.
"Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi." A bunch of wooden dolls that were following him repeated.
"Bickslow. Is there a reason why you're late AGAIN?" Erza growled.
A tiniest pause followed. Then, a fraction of a second later, Bickslow replied, "None, why?"
Erza gave him a steely glare but said nothing. The rest of the class just ignored this, it was clearly usual.
Lisanna's POV
Strange. Just before he said that, I was sure he looked scared, just a bit. Could there be a reason why? Was he doing something wrong? Oh he's looking at me. What is he thinking?
In this muddle of thoughts, I missed something important. I only realised later, he wasn't just looking at me, he was glaring at me, as if I had done something so wrong that he was filled with hatred at the sight at me.
Who was this person? And did he know me?
Hi :) thanks for reading this fanfiction. Please leave reviews because that will help me improve my writing skills, and I know they're pretty bad. This is my first fanfiction so please don't be too harsh, I know its pretty bad. I realised I forgot to leave a disclaimer before, so just in case Fairy Tail and all its characters do not belong to me, and the all belong to Hiro Mashima, the author of the manga.
Hope you like it chapter three will be coming soon.
