A/N: Sorry for the late update, school has me wrapped up on a suffocatingly tight leash. To make up for it I gave you guys a long chappie. But beware, this is not edited so excuse my mistakes.
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LUCY'S p.o.v.
I collapsed on my bed after shopping for 5 straight hours. I tried to sleep, but my eyes kept flying back open. Then Gray floated into my mind and I couldn't get him to leave. Gray, beautiful Gray, with his charcoal hair and dark beautiful eyes. Every time I think of him now, I think of him shoving his tongue down Juvia's throat. My image of him was tainted, I could never see him the same way again.
Soon enough, I got tired of just laying there thinking about how horrible my life was and pitying myself. I rolled off my bed and decided to go to the kitchen to find some sleeping pills. As I stumbled down the stairs, I heard my mother call my name. I instantly rolled my eyes.
"Lucy, honey. Is that you?" She from the living room.
"Yes, mom, it's me," I said annoyed, I was not in the mood for her gum drops and cotton candy like attitude. I was angry, glum, and pitiful. I just hoped my dad wasn't in there too.
"Shortcake, we have something to discuss," Oh shit. Speak of the devil.
I gloomily walked over into the room where my happy-go-lucky parents were sitting with larger than life cheesy smiles on their faces. Their attitudes were totally clashing with mine.
"Sugarlumps, anything wrong," I cringed at that nickname. Sugarlumps?
"Nothing mommabear," I said plopping down on the couch across from them.
"You're mother and I will be gone for a while so we were wondering if you'd be okay. I know you used to hate being left alone," my dad said sipping his tea.
"You know we hate leaving you for long periods of time, sweetie pie," my mom said in a sickly sweet voice identical to my father's.
"Why don't I just move out?" I asked rubbing my eyes.
"I don't think it's that serious honeybunches, we will only be gone for a little while," my mom said.
"I'll be leaving for college soon, I need to know how it is to live on my own," I said trying to convince them the best I could.
"Well, I guess it's not too bad of an idea. We won't be able to take care of you while you're in college," my mom said nodding.
"Are you thinking about an apartment sweetums?" Sigh.
"Yes," I answered my dad. He nodded.
"How soon? Next month? Next Week?" he asked.
"As soon as possible. I also want to experience how it is to live on my own," I said throwing out my best reasons.
"Should we send a maid with you?" my mother asked, sipping some more tea.
"No thank you, I think I'll be able to take care of myself," I said, hoping she wouldn't force a maid on me.
"Alright, we'll have it bought by tomorrow morning. You can move in by the end of the week," my dad said finishing of his tea.
"Why do you want to move in so suddenly? Is it because you want to move in with Gray?" my mother asked smiling. My face hardened and a frown formed on my face.
"No," I said harshly, "There's no more Gray and I." I quickly got up and walked back upstairs, totally forgetting about my sleeping pills. I threw myself back on my bed, exhausted from the previous conversation. I didn't bother going back down, I just waited for sleep to come. It came eventually, but not before long hours of thinking about my time with Gray. I couldn't stop thinking about him no matter how much I tried. Is this how I'll go on the rest of my life?
"This is how to be a heartbreaker, boys they like a little danger. We'll get him falling for a stranger, a player. Singing I lo-lo-love you," I brought my hand up and slapped it back down on top of my alarm clock. I rubbed my eyes and climbed out of bed. I trudged to my bathroom and threw myself into the shower.
I let the hot water rinse the dirt of yesterday off. I sighed in content and wondered how everyone would react to my new personality. I could picture my parents faces now. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I washed my hair with my favorite kiwi flavored shampoo, scrubbed myself down and hopped out.
As I towel dried my hair, I thought about getting a new hairstyle. Highlights maybe? I knew I wouldn't be able to cut my hair, I wasn't that brave. I walked out of my bathroom and into my closet, scanning the clothes I had bought the day before.
I decided on a black and white mini dress, my new studded leather jacket, and some studded ankle boots. It was the total opposite of my usual style. I usually wore crop tops, circle skirts, cardigans, and flats. I realized I wouldn't be wearing my bows anymore, which would suck cause I basically wore one everyday.
I dressed and went back into the bathroom to style my hair. I just straightened it and put on heavy makeup. By heavy makeup I mean heavy eyeliner and mascara, and a smokey eye. I hoped it looked ok, because I almost never wear makeup.
I grabbed my bag, phone, and lipgloss and went downstairs. I couldn't wait to see my parents' faces. A sly grin began to form on my face.
"Good morning, sweetcakes," my dad greeted me in a brand new black suit and with his face behind the newspaper.
"Morning, like my clothes?" I said trying to coax a reaction out of him.
He looked up for two seconds, "Oh, yeah. You look good, girlie," I gaped at him. He wasn't going to at least make a face? Fine, I could at least get my mom to. I walked into the kitchen seeking my mother. She was at the stove making blueberry pancakes. They smelled like heaven. Then suddenly I sensed something was wrong, my mother never and I mean never ever cooks.
I cautiously approached her, "Momma Bear, something … wrong?" She was scaring me more than a creepy man in a dark unlit alley … with a knife.
"Nothing! I'm absolutely glorious today. Love your outfit, sugarpie," I didn't even realize she didn't react to my outfit. It was the fact that she was more jolly than usual. At that moment I was terrified.
"Momma Bear, you're scaring me. Why're you so happy?" I asked, scooting behind the counter, thinking she may just snap and try to murder me with that hot spatula in her hand.
"Oh, honeybunches, you're father is taking me to Rio after our business trip!" She said, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. So she hasn't gone bat wing crazy.
"Oh … so when's breakfast gonna be done?" I asked moving around the counter.
"Right now, I'll get you and your dad a plate," she said. I nodded and sat down at breakfast nook. She walked in with two plates and put them on the poured me out some orange juice and my dad some more coffee. I nearly threw up when I saw her lovey dovey face. I quickly scarfed down my breakfast, said goodbye to my parents, grabbed my keys, and left. I couldn't wait until I moved out.
I hopped into my BMW and docked my cell phone. After putting the key in the ignition, I put my favorite songs on full blast, with the windows down.
As I was jamming out to Nicki Minaj and contemplating my life when, someone pulled up next to me on a moped. It looked like he was speaking to me, but my music was up too loud. I turned it down and let him talk.
"Nice ride," he said. I nodded.
"What school do you go to, Pretty Girl?" I had to force myself to not roll my eyes. I was so tired of people giving me nicknames.
"Fairy Tail High," I said, wondering when the light was going to turn green.
"That's where I'm going starting today. What grade are you in?" he asked.
"Twelfth," I said before speeding off as soon as the light turned green. I decided to roll my windows up to avoid any similar situations. It took me quite a while to get to school. I had listened to nearly half of my playlist. I pulled up to the school and braced myself for the school day.
"Would anyone recognize me? Would they think I was a new student? Would I be able to pull this off? What if I see Juvia? Worst of all, what if I see Gray?" All those questions were running through my head all at once. I began to hyperventilate. I had to remember to take deep breaths and count to ten. I had to psych myself out to get out of the car.
I put on my black aviators and stepped out, hoping no one would notice how shaken up I was on the inside. I began to notice people looking at me walking in, I remembered to hold my head up high. I tried my best to walk into the school without tripping over my two left feet or bumping into anyone. Luckily people started to clear a path for me. Thank The Almighty.
I heard the hushed conversations of my peers, "Who is that? I never seen her before. Is she new? Did she just move here? Who the hell is this bitch? She thinks she's all that and a bag of chips doesn't she? She has a nice ass, don't you think?" I inwardly cringed at the latter. I finally reached the school doors and pushed my way inside. The halls were much more crowded than outside. I literally had to squeeze myself past some people. Seriously, who just stops to have a conversation in the middle of the hallway?
I finally find my way to my locker and by then I'm heaving. I took my sunglasses off and threw them into my locker. I sighed and threw my bag in after them. I was officially unhappy with my morning. It was just about to get a whole lot worse.
"You new around here?" A deep voice said behind me. Not again.
"No. Lived here all my life," I said turning to face the smirking fool.
"No need to lie. I never forget a face," he said, leaning against the locker next to mine.
"Well you must have bad memory," I said, shutting my locker.
"I guarantee that I've never seen you before," he said leaning in a little closer.
"My names Lucy Heartfilia. I'm sure we've seen each other around," I said turning to face him once more.
"Lucy Heartfilia, you used to date that bastard Gray," he said smirking.
"Used to is right. I'm glad we have the same opinion of him," I said, unhappy that dating Gray was the first and maybe only thing he knew about me.
"You need a new man? I'm available," he said. I officially did not like him. Who was this idiot anyway?
"Go fuck yourself," I said. I walked away after that.
"Feisty. I like it," he called after me. I decided to take the long way to class because I had AP Lit first thing in the morning. I wasn't too overly fond of Shakespeare. I strolled down the now empty hallways and slowly made it to my class.
"You're 15 minutes late to my class," the teacher said as soon as I opened the door. I was about to open my mouth and apologize, but I rolled my eyes instead. "I was busy," I said making my way to the back of the class. As I sat down, the door opened again, only this time a different person appeared in the doorway.
"Another delinquent has arrived," the teacher said. The boy who I met in the hallway smirked as he sat down next to me.
"Next time, if you kids want to make out, do it on your own time," the teacher said. The class roared with laughter. I officially hated his guts.
"If we feel like it," the salmon haired boy next to me said. I glared at him as he turned around and smirked at me. This damn bastard!
"Like hell, I'd make out with you!" I whisper yelled.
"I bet I could change your mind," he whispered back at me.
"Who the Devil are you anyway?" I said squinting my eyes at him.
"You haven't heard of me? Natsu. Natsu Dragneel. They call me the supersoaker, cause I get them girls wet," he said pompously, I would physically hurt me not to roll my eyes.
"Are you Chris Brown? I didn't realize," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Excuse me class, may I take attendance now please?" My dumb teacher yelled, I decided to ignore him.
"How'd you get into this class. You don't seem like an honors student," I said suspiciously.
"Neither do you. Actually literature's my strong point," he said
"You two have already wasted five minutes of my class. If you don't shut your lips right now, you'll take the record for the fastest detentions in this school's history!" He yelled. I could tell I wouldn't like this class. I leaned forward and rested my head on my hands. The teacher continued to bore us with first day rituals before taking attendance.
"Lucy Heartfilia...Lucy Heartfilia...Miss Lucy Heartfilia!" the teacher yelled.
"I'm here," I said waving my hand a little.
"Answer the first time I call you next time. This is an AP class, I don't need to deal with the attitude," he said before continuing. Some of the kids in my class turned around to gawk at me, not believing I was Lucy. At first I tried to ignore them, then they got annoying.
I glared at everyone, "Am I a painting in a fucking museum? Turn your asses around," I said. I could see Natsu smirking out of corner of my eye.
The teacher turned and glared at me from above his glasses. "No profanity in my classroom, Miss Heartfilia. Another word to you and you're out of my class," he said. I rolled my eyes.
Class dragged on with Natsu and I making snide remarks every 2 seconds and the class bursting into laughter. Soon the teacher exploded. "All right, that is the final straw! Get out of my class right this instant. I have never had such disrespectful students in all my years of teaching AP Literature!"
"We have like 15 minutes of class left," Natsu said nonchalantly, like the teacher wasn't red in the face and about pop like a tomato in the microwave.
"GET OUT!" he yelled again. I shrugged, and walked out, not having brought anything to class. Natsu followed after me.
"I think I might enjoy that class," he said falling into step with me. I nodded.
"If he's gonna react like that everyday," I began to think, maybe he's not such an ass after all.
"We got 10 minutes. Let's make out," I spoke too soon, he is an ass.
"Didn't I already make it clear that that's never gonna happen?" I asked him annoyed.
"I'm kidding. We could get high out back. Care to join me?" he said as we neared the side door. I was about to say hell no, but then I thought, Why not? I mean I've been sheltered my whole life, it's time I start acting like a seventeen year old.
"Why the hell not?" I said smirking up at him.
"I'll lead the way," he said leading me out to the back of the school. I know what you're thinking, going to an unlit isolated place with a total stranger, am I crazy? Actually I was surprised to know that there were a large amount of people back there. There were people that I suspected did drugs and others that I wouldn't have even thought to consider. Like Gray, seems like I didn't know as much about him as I thought. As we passed him, I hoped he didn't recognize me, that would be a whole lot of trouble I didn't care to get into.
He seemed to be walking over to his group of friends. One of them had strange blue hair, the other had orange hair with thin glasses on.
"Natsu haha, we was wonderin when you'd get here," the blue haired one said.
"Who's the gorgeous lady?" the orange haired one asked.
"Lucy, this is Happy,' he said pointing to the blue haired one.
"Why is his name Happy?" I asked curiously.
"He's always high," he said, I guess that makes sense.
"This idiot's name is Loke," he said pointing to the orange haired one.
"Nice to meet you, beautiful," he said, grabbing my hand and kissing it. I smiled.
Natsu got a sour look on his face and smacked his hand away, "Fucking gross, you horn dog." I laughed as I pulled my hand back.
"Want the stuff?" Happy asked. When Natsu nodded he handed him a joint. The took three hits, then handed it to me. Since it was technically my first time, but I didn't want to seem soft, I took three as well.
I instantly started to feel it. Loke said something and I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. He was hilarious. I stumbled and had to hold on to Natsu for support. He started laughing and I started laughing too. Happy and Loke joined in and soon we sounded like a pack of hyenas. We just stayed there talking and laughing until someone heard the bell ring.
We all stumbled our way to our next class giggling and leaning on the walls. I felt fuzzy and giddy, not caring about who I bumped into or the weird looks I was getting. Turns out Happy and I were in the same art class. I was glad that I had someone to talk to since I hadn't found Erza yet.
We came to class 10 minutes late laughing at something completely irrelevant. The teacher wasn't as geeked about Happy's joke as we were. She glared at us as we sat down in the back of the class. She continued with her boring speech all teachers have to give. Happy fell asleep on his desk and I laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. The art teacher glared at me and told me to hush.
Soon the drugs started to wear off and I fell asleep too. I didn't wake up until someone from the next class shook me and told me class was over. I got up and shook Happy until he fell on the floor.
"Heeeeyyyyyy! Chill motherfucker! Damn!" I broke out in hysterical laughter. Happy woke up stupid. His eyes were half lidded and he kept looking around the room like he forgot where he was. He kept swatting the air, not realizing my hands were no longer on him.
"Come on Happy let's go," I said as he finally stood up, but not before stumbling a bit. He cursed under his breath as we walked out.
"What do you have next," I said as we walked down the completely empty hallway; late again it seems.
He yawned, "Art." I rolled my eyes dramatically.
"We were just in art, you imbecile," I said elbowing him in his arm.
"For real?!" He scratched his head, "Then I don't know."
I dramatically rolled my eyes again. Happy was really, really, really slow.
"Where's your schedule?" I asked. He looked like he was thinking hard.
"My neighbors dog ate it," he said nonchalantly.
That was the third time in the past five minutes that I've rolled my eyes, "Really now?" I was completely unconvinced with his statement.
"I'm serious! I had just got it out of the mail and then I was hungry so I walked to the corner store. I bought me some Sour Patch Kids, some Doritos, some of that Gaterade, and a box of them Twinkies. When I was walking back ... Oh I forgot I bought some beef jerky too. So I was walking back to my house, and then this big old great dane and pitbull mix dog comes out from behind a garbage can. That thing could get on it's hind legs and smack me right in my face with it's front paw," he said. I was nearly rolling on the floor listening to his story. It didn't even sound believable.
Then he continued, "It must of smelled my beef jerky or something cause all a sudden it started runnin' at me. I ain't no fool, I ran for my life! That dog was right behind me barkin' and yappin'! Then out of now where, by the way I was wearin' some shorts, that dog bites me on the back of my foot! I go down, yelling and cussing. Now this damn dog is standing over me. I'm scared for my life, I don't want no dirty mutt chewin' on my sexy man face. So I kick that doggy right in the mouth. It gets mad and I get up, ready to run for my life again. All a sudden it grabs my bag in it's mouth and starts ripping it up. I was fucking mad. I was hungry, and I ain't have nothin' to eat. While I was sittin' there all surprised, it tries to get my other hand that has my schedule in it. I got them fast reflexes so I moved my hand, it not before that damn dog got my schedule and bit my finger. Then I got up and bolted, that dog was still chasin' me so I climbed up my treehouse. I had to wait for that damn mutt to leave for thirty fuckin' minutes. Then I marched over to my neighbors house and said, 'Yappy bit my finger!' I had to get rabies shots after that." I was clutching my stomach and holding the wall. There was no way this story could be real, no fucking way.
"That... Never... Happened," I said gasping for air.
"Wanna see the scar?" He asked, I nodded. I was still recovering from that story. He lifted up his leg and showed me a still healing pink scar. I immediately sobered up and cringed. It looked gross. Then he showed me his finger and sure enough, there was a scar. I guess the story was true. I still couldn't believe it.
"Wow," I said poking his finger like it was about to explode. Suddenly he pulled away.
"I got bit by a dog, not abducted by aliens," he said elbowing me. He yawned again.
"Let's skip this period. What do you got?" he asked.
"I think I have Trigonometry," I said, my head hurting just thinking about the class. I heard it was torture.
"Isn't that for college sophmores?" he asked, I actually was surprised he knew that.
"Yup," I said popping the "p."
"What lunch period do you have? Me, Loke, and Natsu gots the same one," he said.
"I think I have C, so that sucks. I'm gonna be half dead by the time lunch comes,"I said pouting.
"Ha, us too. We had A lunch for like three years in a row," he said. We were nearing the principal's office. Suddenly, the door opened and Happy and I dive for a corner. We were unseen, or so we thought. The principal marched right over to us and stood over us.
"Why aren't you two in class?" he demanded. I cursed under my breath, I did not need this today.
"Umm… we forgot what classes we were in?" I said, but it was more like a question. I was hoping he would buy into in. I should have known he wasn't a gullible idiot.
"Well you're in luck because the guidance counselor Mrs. Prad knows what classes you're in," he said eyeing us suspiciously. He ordered us up and marched us right into the guidance counselor's office.
"Mrs. Prad, this kids need their schedules. I'll be waiting outside to take them to class," the principal said.
"Sure thing Mr. Dicksworth," Mrs. Prad said. I nearly burst out laughing. No matter how many times I hear his name, it's still funny. I held my tongue because of the delicate situation, unfortunately, that never occurred to Happy. He laughed until tears were streaming down his face and his knees were weak. He literally threw himself on the floor and rolled around, that was, until he rolled too far left and banged his head on Mrs. Prad's desk. That's when I started laughing. He sat up and gripped his head, no longer thinking anything was funny. I on the other hand, was holding my side and leaning on the wall.
"DO YOU KIDS THINK THIS IS ANY TYPE OF SITUATION TO BE LAUGHING AND CARRYING ON? YOU DO REALIZE THAT I COULD GIVE YOU TWO WEEKS WORTH OF DETENTIONS," Mr. Dicksworth yelled. I sobered up quick and Happy shot up from the floor. I had never been in detention and I didn't plan to get two weeks worth.
"Carry on Mrs. Prad," he said through gritted teeth. I had a feeling he wasn't angry at us, but Mrs. Prad. See at our school, everyone calls Mr. Dicksworth, Principal. For obvious reasons.
"Sit down please," she said and Happy and I plopped ourselves down in the chairs in front of her desk.
"Names please," she said standing and walking over to the cabinet.
"Herald Williams," Happy said. So his name was Herald. I saw why he wanted to go by Happy.
"Lucy Heartfilia," I said, just wanting to get out of there. Mrs. Prad's eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. She looked like a frog who got stepped on.
"Lucy!? What happened to you? You've never been in trouble before!" she exclaimed, turning around to stare at me. I rolled my eyes. I was too annoyed to even laugh at her expression.
"Nothing happened. I only got in trouble, because I got caught," I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Is there anything you need to talk about?" she asked concerned.
"Not at all. Can we get our schedules now, I really wanna get out of here," I said, drumming my fingers on the chair's armrest.
"Alright, I'll get those for you," she said eyeing me suspiciously. She opened the drawers and handed us a copy of our schedules.
"Go right to class," she called as we walked out. I just waved her off and Happy shrugged. I think a part of her knew that any chance we got, we'd hightail it out of there.
Mr. Dicksworth was waiting outside for us when we got out there. I didn't think he was serious when he said he was going to walk us to class. He looked at our schedules and gestured for us to follow. I guessed he was still mad at Mrs. Prad. He couldn't blame her though, she only started here late last year.
Soon we reached Happy's class and we said our goodbyes, "Today was fun, see you on the otherside." I laughed and waved him goodbye as Mr. Dicksworth ushered me to class. My class was only a little farther down and I was glad to get away from Mr. Dicky. Little did I know, he was going to follow me into the class.
"Keep an eye on this one," he said to my Trigonometry teacher who was rightfully surprised by how a girl looking like me was in a college math class. I was about to take a seat in the back, like I've been doing all day, when Mr. Dicky stopped me.
"No, No. You sit right here," he said pointing to a seat right under the teacher's nose. Oh hell no. There was a reason the whole front row was empty, that teacher spits. I looked at the desk and it was covered in gross, slimy saliva. Definitely not.
I shook my head, "Uh, uh. No, I ain't sitting there." I spied myself a new seat. "I'll sit here," I said walking over to the teacher's desk.
"You absolutely may not. That is Mr. Browning's desk. You will sit in a students desk, because you are the student. I have no idea why you kids think you control me and this school. That-" I was tired of him talking.
"Shut up," I said twirling a pen between my fingers. Mr. Dicky was so surprised he actually stumbled back and his right arm touched the dirty chalkboard.
"Excuse me young lady! Did I hear what I-" I cut him off again.
"You know Mr. Dicky, you're really working my nerves today. Do you ever stop talking?" I asked swiveling in the spinney chair to face him.
"THAT IS IT. THIS IS THE LAST STRAW. MS...MS…"I smirked, I couldn't wait to see his face. You see, he hadn't fully realized who I was yet. My horrible lovey dovey, happy-go-lucky parents were one of the main contributors to this damn school. I also have an IQ of 200, which keeps the dough rolling. I remember how he used to suck up to me everyday my freshman, sophomore, and junior years. Even worse, was when my parents were here. That was a disaster.
"Heartfilia, you mean?" I said, my smirk growing. His eyes bulged and he took a step back.
'Umm...excuse me," he said and nearly ran out of the room. I laughed out loud. 'Run like the little bitch you are,' I said glaring at the place he once stood. I put my feet up on the desk, pulled out my phone, and played Flappy Bird, pounding the desk every time I lost, and counting the seconds until the class ended. Except I stayed there, when the next period came and the one after that. I stayed in that position until lunchtime.
I stood up, yawned, and stretched. I put my phone back in my pocket and walked out. The hallway was crowded and hot. I pushed my way through until I made it into the cafeteria. Loke had spotted me and walked over.
"I'm gonna do Natsu a favor and ask you to sit with us," he said. I told him I would if I didn't find Erza. He nodded and went to get in line. I scanned the cafeteria for Erza, knowing she was in here, because she told me she had C lunch. I finally spotted her fiery red hair and made my way over.
When I reached I greeted her boyfriend Jellal and tapped Erza on her shoulder. She finally turned around and gasped, the only one so far who recognized me. "Luce! What the hell happened to you! You look badass. Who knew you had style?" I laughed and shoved her a bit. I realized my laugh was a bit fake, I couldn't think about yesterday without feeling bad about myself.
"I'll tell you later," I said just as I heard my name being called. Natsu made his way over to me and I tried not to feel awkward as everyone stared at us. Erza elbowed me in the butt and pushed me forward. I glared at her fiercely and she just shrugged and turned around.
"Hey, Lucy, you goin' to that party tonight," I raised my eyebrow. Party?
"It's Monday," I said as if he didn't know.
"Obviously. On the first day of school, the seniors always party till morning and come back the next day hungover as hell," he said and it dawned on me. I totally forgot about that, not that I was planning to go before yesterday. I decided to flirt a bit.
"Why? Do you want me to?" I asked tilting my head a bit to the side. He smirked, seems like he caught on.
He leaned in close. so our noses were touching, "Of course." I was about to retort, when a firm hand gripped my arm and pulled me into the hallway. I had no idea what was going on and it only occured to me that I should yell when I was already far away from the cafeteria.
"What the-" I froze. The love of my life. The bastard who broke my heart and betrayed me, right in front of me, in the flesh. My eyes were as wide as saucers, my bad girl facade began to fade. I was afraid I'd revert back to good girl Lucy.
"Lucy we need to talk," he said in a voice that still gave me shivers no matter how hard I tried to make them stop. He seemed to realize the effect he still had on me. He pressed me against the lockers and pressed his body against mine.
He whispered in my ear, "Why are you talking to that bastard Natsu? To get back at me? You know I hate him," He began to nibble on my earlobe and that's when I broke out of my daze. I shook my head and pushed him away from me hard.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? We're done Gray," I was fuming, how dare he. The day after he cheated on me he comes up to me like nothing happened! I began to see red and I started to shake. I balled my fists looked up at him with my fiercest glare.
"We are not done Lucy," he said stalking towards me, I held my ground.
"You know why we're not done?," he said. He was now as close as he was before, "because you still love me Lucy and sooner or later you'll come back to me." I froze again, I dropped my fists, my shoulders sunk. I was defeated because, everything he was saying was completely true. I didn't think I was strong enough to keep myself away from him and not fall back into his arms.
I shoved him away again and left. I hightailed it out of there, my legs were moving so fast I probably looked like a cartoon character. I faintly heard people calling my name, but didn't stop, I couldn't stop. I burst through the doors and threw myself in to my car. I took a breather and then put the key in the ignition, not caring that I was about to cut school. I was mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted, and I needed to sleep… and eat.
I made it home quickly. I burst into the house going straight to the kitchen and grabbing a bag of cheese puffs. I ran into my room, shut the door, and plopped down on my bed. I opened the bag of cheese puffs and scarfed them down. I ate and watched TV like every other heartbroken girl. I began to slow down on my eating when my eyelids began to droop. I fell asleep mid-chew.
Natsu's P.O.V. :
I went out into the hallway looking for where that damn Gray took Lucy. What the hell is wrong with him, grabbing her like that. I finally found them at the far end of the school. Why the fuck did he bring her here? That dirty bastard.
I nearly clocked him when I saw his body up against hers. That STD ridden horn dog! Lucy suddenly pushed him away and sped off. She didn't even see me as she walked by. I immediately started walking after her and calling her but she didn't listen. I turned to the jackass by me.
"What the hell did you do to Lucy?" I said glaring at him. He glared right back at me.
"None of your damn business, what's between my girlfriend and I is our business," he said smugly. That bastard. Then I remembered they broke up. I snorted.
"Girlfriend? Lucy clearly stated to everyone that there is no more Gray and Lucy." He balled up his fists and walked away. I was about to chase after him when Loke and Happy came out of nowhere.
"Let it go man, it's the first day of school," Loke said, winking at a girl who passed by.
"Just chill man, chill. He ain't worth it. Gray has a almond head, you have a walnut head. Walnuts will always be better than almonds," he patted my shoulder, "So don't worry." I chuckled as we made our way to gym class.
Loke elbowed me in my side, "Hey Natsu, do you like Lucy." I was completely taken off guard by that question.
"What the hell? No. I don't like girls, I like sex. Lucy has nice boobs, that's all," And that was all. That was what I was gonna keep telling myself. A voice in the back of my head said that even I didn't believe that.
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