Yosh! The next chapter is up people! XD Thank you all who reviewed, favorited or even just read it! It means a lot to me! So without further to do, here's chapter two!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail or A Cinderella Story. Just my OC Annabelle ^^.

Note: Thoughts

Chapter Two

.:Welcome to my Life:.

Eight years later . . . .

A sunny-side morning had stuck, the rays of light hitting the green, healthy lawn perfectly. A hedge of what looked like an elephant was striking a pose; its trunk pointing upwards but bowed a little.

Strangely enough, it looked fitting to be on that lawn, since there were enough oddities on the property; pink shutters and the occasional pink trim on the house exterior, hot pink flamingos spread out at random on the front lawn, a pink volkswagen parked in the driveway, along with a ruby red and light green volkswagen, all three German cars surprisingly clean to the eye and touch, shining like knights in polished armor.

"Lucy?" spoke Annabelle, mumbles heard through the baby monitor placed in a teen's room. Posters of favorite bands and the "Princeton" college logo was hanging above a drawing made by a nine year old.

"Yoo, hoo Lucy?" Annabelle again said. Where was Lucy you may ask? She was sleeping on top of her history textbook that was on her desk, up late in the hours of the night once again, her computer screen dark and blank. It was a peaceful morning . . . .

"LUCY!" Annabelle yelled into the baby monitor, waking up and startling Lucy. She yawned and stretched her limbs, sore from staying in the position for too long. "It's breakfast time . . ." Annabelle said annoyingly, "SO BRING ME MY BREAKFAST!". Maybe today wasn't gonna be a peaceful morning . . . .

A dog bark could be heard outside, its owner whistling for it to come to its master. The neighbor's dog... Lucy thought. She sighed, looking out the window, hoping for a new day. Yeah right, Lucy saw the dog run back to its master, her neighbor patting it on the head and giving it a dog bone. The dog happily agreed to his master's reward, grabbing it with its mouth and running around in many circles, this isn't gonna be a new day.

Lucy threw her pencil onto her desk, scratching her messy mop of golden blonde hair. "LUCY!" Annabelle yelled for a fourth time, obviously ticked that her breakfast wasn't in front of her. Lucy groaned, I'm coming, I'm coming, she thought, tilting her head back in her swivel chair, spun around towards her closet and reached for an outfit.

Outside the bright morning, a lady with slender tan legs, white heels and dressed in a skin-tight dress, all pink if I must add, was reading a salmon diet book by the side of her pool, laying her "slender body" on a pool chair. Her eyes, covered with a pair of sunglasses, looked on each page, hungrily wanting to get slim fast and quick. She had an impatient look on her face, her make-up not helping her look any better. What even made it worse was that the plastic surgery done on her cheekbones wasn't helping her get that "happy and cheerful" look she wanted. It just made her look even more "distasteful", as Lucy would describe her.

Every couple of minutes, she would look up to the other side of the pool, where her two daughters were being trained in water aerobics with a teacher in an orange jogging outfit flailing his arms about.

Flimsily splashing water at random, two girls, in flowery purple one pieces with matching floral swim caps, were "dancing gracefully" in the pool. The instructor, up above on safe, dry land, was saying different water aerobic dances, while dancing along with the girls as well.

"One, two, three and bicycle! Flap 'em, flap 'em, flap 'em!" the instructor said, waving his arms in a circular motion, the two teens following in step, "And Merry Way!". He raised his arms up in a "V" motion, the girls repeating, "Lady Liberty! Lady Liberty! Around the harbor! Around the harbor! And circle! Hurricane!" More random shouts of moved were yelled, the girls trying their best to keep up.

Looking up from her salmon diet book, Annabelle watched her daughters do their morning routine, smiling a little from time to time. "Can you believe how extraordinarily gifted my girls are?" she spoke to the instructor, who stopped his shouts. He hesitantly answered back, "Absolutely unbelieveable", twiddling his knotty fingers in nervousness.

Annabelle smiled once more, then reverted her emotions into a scowled mood, remembering one more thing. "LUCY!"

Around the corner of the pool's gate came Lucy, dressed in an old pair of pants and a navy-blue long-sleeved shirt. She was speed walking, holding a plate of salmon in her right hand and trying her best to put a smile on her face. "Coming!" she shouted, reaching Annabelle in a quickened pace.

Annabelle looked as the blonde approached her. Taking a sip out of her glass of iced tea, she looked up at the girl, expecting some long story as to why her breakfast came to her late. "Is this the Norwegian salmon that I asked for? 'Cause I need my omega 3's". Lucy nodded, "Only the best".

Giving a glare, Annabelle grabbed the plate, cut the salmon into bite-sized pieces and took the salmon and chewed in a disgusting cow-like chewing pattern. "Mmmm. Mmmm, I can tell," chewing once more, Annabelle spoke, "Ya know, that cost a fortune to fly that stuff from Norwegia". Lucy gave a fake smile and trying her best not to complain.

"And push it ladies, push it ladies!" the instructor doing the doggy-paddle in the air, "push it ladies!". Karen and Angel, the girls in the pool, followed the instructor.

"Ready?" said Karen, Angel giving a nod. Angel went behind Karen, her arms up in the air. Angel grabbed Karen's hands from behind and proceeded with the next move.

Until a giant bubble bursted out of the pool, near Karen's rear. "Whoopsies!" Karen muttered.

"Ewww! Gross!" Angel shouted, then looked in the direction Annabelle was sitting, "Mom!". Karen turned her body towards her sister, "I have a 'spastic colon!". Angel looked at her sister, "Oh! Well you have a 'spastic brain!". Angel then grabbed her sister's head and dunked it under the water, bubbles from Karen's lack of oxygen.

A whistle was blown, most likely used for situations like this. "Stop! Stop it, you hear! Stop it! Stop it!" the instructor said, pointing his index finger at each of the girls.

Lucy turned around to see the commotion behind her, her mouth open from shock. "What are you doing just standing there?" Annabelle said in a sassy tone, her eyebrows narrowing every passing second. Lucy whipped her head to the direction of the voice, hesitated to say something. "Get to work."

"Annabelle," Lucy fumbled with her fingers, trying to get the right words out of her mouth, "I can't go to work this morning. I've got this really big test I have to study for-" "Listen Lucy," Annabelle interrupting the girl, "People go to school to get smarter so that they can get a job." Annabelle said, her voice sounding like she was talking to a ignorant six year old, "You already have a job. So its like skipping a step." she shrugged her shoulders and shook her head in exasperation to the teen, whose face looked like she already knew the routine lecture, "C'mon get going."

Lucy, like the girl she was, gave a soft sigh and a twist of her heels, she walked out of the pool patio, shaking her head in exhaustion.

"And flying karamazov solve!" Another random command was said. Karen and Angel, now long over their two minute bicker, were now trying to perfect a new move, where one sister would be underwater bent over, while the other would stand on the back of the bent over sister. Unfortunately, a loud SMACK! to the face was the last thing they both did before they got out of the pool.

The really weird words in here . . . . . yeah. I was only using my ears and that's what it sounded like. So if it means something offensive or mean, gomenosai! I didn't mean to! I was only hearing what I heard.

And yes, the next chapter's when Lucy gets to school and meets everyone. But be in for a surprise, some characters may be rolled differently.

~LLS