Chapter 2

normal Pov

*3 months later*

Although when Lucy woke up she didn't realize it, but that day was the day that her life would change forever.

The day had come.

Her birthday.

The engagement ball.

Lucy woke up to find two obnoxious faces squashed up against her own. The stylists were here. They were the most annoying people Lucy knew.

But they sure did know how to make a girl look pretty

One of the stylist's names was Grant Vex. He was the average height with slicked back dark red hair that made him look ten years older. He wore a tailored,dark-green expensive looking suit. One of which, was way too tight for him. Grant was tying way too hard

The other stylist's name was Isabel Vex. She wore a loose flowing white dress, that she had probably made herself. Also She had long pastel-purple hair that she kept up in pig-tails at all times. Her hair (contrast to her brothers) made her look ten years younger. She looked about 12.

They both were twins and were 25 years old.

They both looked like lunatics

Lucy's eyes widened when she noticed how close they bother where to her face.

"GET OFF ME, YOU LOONIES!" Lucy Kick!

the both moved back simultaneously and bowed

"Sorry! so, so, Sorry Miss!" Isabel said, looking terrified.

Lucy got out of bed and sighed. Some times she forgot how scary it was for them. How, as they saw it, a single word from her could have them out on the streets. Of course, she saw them all as friends, equals, here. But it was hard to convince the twins that she was not so shallow as to kick them out over them invading her space.

"No, no. Its fine Izzy, Grant, I was just messing with ya!" Lucy said with a smile.

Izzy calmed down a bit after that. She smile back and came over to Lucy and grabbed her hand.

"Come on Miss, we've got to get you ready for the ball!"

Oh yea, THAT

was today Lucy thought, bitterly. Izzy (Isabel) continued to drag the unwilling girl to the closet. Grant had trailed behind, a dark aura of self-loathing surrounding him.

"OH MISS HEARTFILLIA! I APOLOGISE, MOST SINCERELY! PLEASE, WON'T YOU FORGIVE THIS AWFULL CRIME I HAVE COMITED?!" He howled sinking to the ground and groveling at her feet, bowing repeatedly.

"Uhh... No need for that, please Stop." she said, although he did tend to do this regularly, it always managed to freak her out. He continued to bow and grovel. " No really, PLEASE stop!" she said again her eyes widening as he did something even stranger. He grabbed the bottom of her night-dress, "I SHOULDNT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE! I SHOULDN'T BURDEN THE PLANET WITH MY EXISTENCE ANY MMOOORRREEEE!" Grant said as he started inch for the door, much resembling a caterpillar.

(and yes I did get that from Fruits Basket. Dont hate me!)

When Isabel saw what was going on with her brother she stopped going through all the lavish dresses in the closet and walked over to him. Izzy grabed him by the back of his shirt and held him in the air, surprisingly strong for her size. She gave him dangerous glare, "we have been over this, now, you know what the lecture is. Yada, yada, yada don't be rash. now sit your ass in a chair and hush it!" She said with a huff at the end.

Lucy held her hand over her mouth, trying to keep from laughing out loud. They looked ridiculous. A little girl holding a grown, serious looking man by the scruff of his neck. A very viscous look on her face as well while the 'adult' was cowering in fear. Lucy couldn't hold it in any more. She let her hand fall and laughed, although something felt off about it.

she smiled, none the less, and walked over to where grant had chosen to sit. She pat him on the head " You don't have to apologize for everything, you know." and walked back over to the closet where Izzy had returned, muttering about silk as she flipped through the gowns. Acting as though nothing had happened

Lucy walked up behind her and asked " Which one are you looking for?" she looked over Isabel's shoulder, noticing how she barely glanced at the dresses as the flicked them to the side. she grinned, " It's a surprise..."

BAM! a maid came rushing into the room, carrying a large bundle of what looked like cloth. She was out of breath and ran straight to the bed, laid it out, and left as quick as she came. Lucy blinked, completely taken aback. Isabel though, let out a sigh of relief. So that's where it was... Izzy thought. They must have taken it away for last-minute alterations.

She walked over to the bed and started to unfold the fabric wrapped around the beautiful dress. Izzy sighed, it was amazing. Grant jumped up from the chair where he had been sulking and pulled Lucy's sleeping mask over her eyes, so as not to ruin the surprize.

20 minutes later...

"one more second, then you'll get to see." Isabel said as she pulled Lucy by the wrist to stand in front of the mirror. "Ok now, Grant." He pulled off her mask and smiled as she look herself in.

The dress was light, light pink with gold weaved into the fabric here and there causing her to have the illusion of giving off beautiful light. It was a sweat-heart and hugged her body until right past her hips, where it slowly bellowed out with folds and twist. The farther down the dress you looked the more gold there was in the dress. Making her look like she was walking on light. her shoulders where bare but on both hands there where long iridescent light gold gloves that started at her upper arm. She looked amazing.

And that very reason was why she wanted to cry. No sane man would turn her down if she looked like this. Even Lucy, as modest as she was, knew this. She also knew that was why her father had it made, instead of having her just ware one of the dresses in the closet. He had this beautiful dress hand sown by her personal maids, those who knew her best, to make her irresistable. She felt a single tear fall down her face. She would never escape her father.

And with that grim thought on her mind she looked at the clock, it's time. She headed for the door and to her ball. as she went she dried the tears on her face and she suddenly felt her face harden, There was no way she would let her father get away with this. Not this time, because she wanted her freedom. And little did she know how freedom surely would come, in the form of Fairy Tail.