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Author's note: I wasn't planning on a second chapter but I just had to write this.

Weird and Pink

by Akahime88 (formerly Skye-Sama)

"I can't believe the long weekend is over." Long slender fingers reached up to tuck golden strands of hair behind her ear, revealing the pink heart-shaped earring that adorned it. Her steps showed no sign of urgency in contrast to the people bustling around the streets.

It was Monday, her least liked day of the week. It was always during this day that she suffered what was known as the Monday sickness. A cup of coffee would always help, which explained why she was holding one as of the moment. It somewhat cures her weekend hangover.

"Over here, Lucy!" She saw her best friend Levy waving not far away. Together with her were their other friends, Erza and Juvia.

She smiled and waved back, hastening her steps. She threw her empty cup of coffee without looking. It landed gracefully in the trash bin.

"Good morning!" She greeted as soon as she reached them.

"Morning Lu-chan!" Levy was being extra chirpy.

"Good morning Lucy." Erza was her usual polite self. "I hope you had a great weekend."

Juvia offered a tiny smile. "Good morning."

This was where they meet everyday, just right across their school. They would always come to school early and huddle in one side of the street to have a quick chat before entering school together.

Today was no different.

"What's that on your hand?" It was Erza.

Lucy grinned. "Oh this? I got this from the beach yesterday." She raised her hand for the others to see. "No worries, it's temporary."

"What does the symbol mean?" Juvia was curious.

"I have no idea." The blonde girl looked sheepish. "But it reminds me of a fairy. And it's pink!"

Levy giggled. "If it's Lucy, it just has to be pink."

The rest agreed.

Pretty soon, it became an all-out conversation about what happened during the weekend. While Lucy chatted and laughed along, she can't help feeling like someone was staring at her. If looks could shoot holes, her back would probably be filled with it.

At least that's how she felt.

She tried to ignore the nagging feeling. It wasn't like it was the first time. She had her fair share of attention, mostly from the opposite sex, and she had gotten used to it. But this was a different feeling.

When she couldn't take it anymore, she looked back to see her perpetrator- if ever there was one.

Her eyes met those of a pretty handsome boy. He looked a bit startled at first. Maybe because he wasn't expecting to get caught staring. But he didn't look away.

She blushed.

Then she blinked when she realized that his hair is pink.

And she couldn't stop herself from smiling at him.

Because she liked pink.