Chapter 2 Renovations

When Lucy and D got to their dorm room, which was more like apartment really, Lucy squealed while D audibly gagged. The entire place was pink; which was Lucy's favorite color, whereas D hated the color with a passion. There were 3 bedrooms; the first one was on the far left, another next to that one (the smallest), and a third on the far right (the biggest). There was a kitchen next to the biggest bedroom. There were balconies from the living room, kitchen, and largest bedroom. (Their room was on a corner of the building.) Every room had wood floors. (You can't see the bathrooms, and I don't think it's important but they're around the corners where they kitchen and rec-room are. It doesn't look like there are corners from the front.)

"It's so cute!" Lucy squealed.

"I think I'm gonna be sick," D said quickly covering her mouth with one hand and clutching her stomach with the other. She actually sounded like she was about to vomit.

"What are you talking about?!" Lucy exclaimed in shock. "It's pretty!"

"It's pink," D nearly spat out the color's name.

"Yes and your point is?" Lucy asked waving her hand for D to continue. D stared at her for a second before answering.

"You've been hanging around me too much," D commented. "Anyway I loathe the color pink."

"How can you not like pink?" Lucy asked.

"It's disgusting," D stated.

"No, it's not," Lucy answered.

"Are we allowed to paint our rooms," D suddenly asked turning to Bisca. Lucy had almost forgotten the green-haired secretary.

"Well, yes you can…" she answered.

"What about the furniture? Can we replace it?" D added.

"If you pay for it yourself, then yes," Bisca answered.

"Why do you want to know that?" Lucy asked.

"I refuse to stay in a pink room!" D argued.

"What's with you and pink?" Lucy shouted. This earned her D's death glare. Even with the sunglasses on, she could still feel it. That's when Lucy realized her two fatal mistakes. She had picked a fight with D, and she had done it in the morning.

"I hate it," D growled. There was a moment of silence then D smirked. "I don't see what the big problem is. We're just redecorating." This got Lucy's attention.

"We?" she asked.

Sucker, D thought. "Yes, we," she confirmed.

"Okay then," Lucy finally agreed.

"She is way too easy," D whispered to Bisca, causing the older woman to giggle.

"I've got some great ideas already!" Lucy shouted in excitement.

"I'm picking the color scheme!" D declared earning her a 'boo' from Lucy. "Other than that you can do whatever you want to your room. Stay away from mine…got it?"

"Uh-huh, whatever you say," Lucy said with a wave of her hand obviously not listening and already making plans. D rolled her eyes.

"The kitchen is fully stocked by the way," Bisca interjected gesturing towards the room. The woman was hoping to see how the two reacted to the professional kitchen. Lucy cheered and ran for the kitchen. She squealed yet again, when she saw the inside.

"Oh no…is it pink too?" D complained following after her over-excited cousin. She moaned as she entered the, you guessed it, pink kitchen. "I swear…one day when this is all over I'm going to hunt down whoever decorated this room and make them explain what possessed them to make the entire dorm room this damn color." The kitchen wasn't as bad as the rest of the dorm room. The cabinets were white with black and white appliances. (For those of you who read/watch One Piece, the layout of the kitchen is like the kitchen in the Sunny-Go. The dining area and the table is bigger.) D pulled open the fridge. "Yes!" she exclaimed. She took out two bottles of Dr. Pepper downing half of one immediately. "Ah~!" she sighed. "I feel better now."

"Glad to see you regaining your civility," Lucy commented flatly. "What is it with you and soda?"

"Hey!" D shouted. "Adults have their alcohol and coffee. I have soda and hot chocolate."

That doesn't explain why you become nicer if you drink soda in the morning…Lucy thought. "If I didn't know better I would have sworn that was alcohol," Lucy snorted. Indeed, D was swinging the open bottle around while talking much like a drunk would with a bottle of beer. D rolled her eyes, again. She made a quick sweep of the kitchen checking to see what was in the cabinets.

"Whatever," she turned to Bisca. "We're going furniture and paint shopping. Do you think you can have all the furniture in the dorm removed, including the kitchen table?" she asked pulling out a measuring tape from God-knows-where and putting it in her pocket. "Or should I do it myself and throw them off the balcony over there?"

"No need to be so drastic…" Bisca answered quickly. "When would you like them removed?"

"We're going now and we'll probably be back in two hours…so before then," she thought for a moment. "Get rid of the beds as well."

"Please," Lucy cut in.

"And please," D continued with a glance at her cousin, "have the windows and doors open so the rooms can air out. I want to paint immediately."

"Alright," Bisca agreed.

"Thanks!" D smiled. Bisca blinked and watched D in shock as she left the room.

"Amazing," Lucy sighed. "D smiled in the morning…twice."

"Move it!" D's voice suddenly brought Lucy back to earth as she ran after her cousin.

"This must be a great place!" Lucy told Bisca with a smile before she left the kitchen. Now that she was alone Bisca smiled to herself.

"What strange young ladies," she commented before setting off to do as D had requested.


"Go ahead," D was saying when they returned with the paint, "complain all you want, but it'll look great. I promise."

"You picked dark colors, so I don't believe you. It's gonna look dark and dreary," Lucy whined. They reached the door and D let them in. D was pleased to find the entire place devoid of the disgusting pink furniture. Every single room was empty except the kitchen, though the table was gone. Luckily whoever had done this had remembered to leave the windows and doors open.

"No, it's going to look awesome. Now take your share and go paint your room," D told her as she sat down the paint supplies she was carrying. Lucy huffed before taking the supplies for her room and going to paint it. Her room was empty. "Don't forget to leave the window open!" D shouted to her.

"I got it!" Lucy shouted back. A few hours later Lucy's room was a darker, less-puke-inducing shade of pink, (You should be able to guess who called it that…) Lucy decided to go see if D needed any help.

Walking out of her room, Lucy gasped at the sight before her. The room was a beautiful shade of silver on one side and a dark red on the other. (You cut it diagonally.) It actually looked pretty. She looked up to see the roof was a deep purple-ahem-violet. Walking into the spare-bedroom-soon-to-be-rec-room (the smallest bedroom), she noticed the door frame was violet on the side where the living room was and red on the other. This room was half black, half violet (You cut it normally.) with a red ceiling. It was beautiful with the artificial light from the uncovered light bulbs hitting it. (The light coverings were pink too. D wasn't kidding when she said the designer must have been obsessed.) D wasn't in the room, so Lucy decided to check the kitchen. The room had been repainted so that the walls in the kitchen area had been painted black and then switched to white when it got to the dining area. D wasn't there either so Lucy went to check the girl's room. D had the biggest room. Lucy knows the reason D took the room was because it had a big balcony, large windows, and a great view, and to D, this just meant more openings. Normally, when picking rooms you'd fight over the one with the better view, but Lucy knew she was lucky D didn't give her the spare room with no windows. It also helped that she knew D was just as upset as her with the room choices since the windows faced east meaning D would get a lot of sunlight in the morning. This was the only upside since it'd help Lucy get D out of bed in the morning. D's room had black walls with an extremely dark violet ceiling. D had just finished painting a giant blood red skull on her wall and was wiping her hands on a towel…Correction-rubbing her hands, probably to get rid of cramping considering there was no paint on her hands.

"Done?" D asked taking a headphone out of her ear and turning to her cousin. D always had headphones in, whether you saw them or not. She always had at least one in unless she had those DJ-like headphones on because then they'd be around her neck.

"Yeah," Lucy answered. "How'd you get this all done so quickly?"

"Quickly?" D repeated. "It's 12 now Lucy."

"It's been two hours?" Lucy asked. (They first arrived at the school at 8.)

"Yep," D threw her a Gatorade. Lucy caught it and, realizing she was extremely thirsty, drank it greedily. "Ready?" D asked grabbing her purse.

"Ready for what?" Lucy asked wiping her mouth on her sleeve.

"To get some lunch then go furniture shopping," D answered. Lucy grinned.

"Let's start with the kitchen!"

D smiled and held up a piece of paper. "I already got the measurements." D walked out the door. "Better hurry up, because we're walking."

"Eh~," Lucy whined following after her cousin.

"We're renting a moving truck and I don't want other people to have access to my car," D explained.

"Aw~…" Lucy whined again.


Four hours later, D and Lucy returned in a giant moving truck. Bisca met them when they parked in the grass next to the entrance to the dorm building they were staying in. A few students, already done with their classes for the day, were milling about watching them. (School isn't over, but some students' school days are shorter than others.) D smiled.

Nice, she thought, no one's approaching us.

"Hello Bisca!" Lucy greeted the green-haired woman as she rounded the truck to the driver's side stopping next to D. None of the students were within earshot, but many of them were openly staring at the girls. D just looked at the woman.

"I thought you said you'd be back in two hours?" Bisca asked. D blinked.

"We did come back. I painted the rooms, including my own, while Lucy painted hers. We were here for two hours then went to buy furniture," D informed. "I guess there are more holes in this school's security than I thought." Bisca blinked.

"I don't use the security system," Bisca asked. "I just assumed you'd come find me when you returned." D raised an eyebrow at that.

"I'm sorry…is that a rule?" she wondered.

"Well no, I just thought you'd ask for help with painting," Bisca explained as they made their way to the back of the truck. D opened it revealing all the furniture they needed for their apartment. "Speaking of help…would you like me to get someone to help you move everything?" She gestured to the stuff in the truck. "I could have a few students volunteer to help you that are done with their school day."

"No," D snorted. "We can do it. How do you think we got the stuff in the truck in the first place?" She raised an eyebrow while Lucy snorted.

"We?" she retorted. "You wouldn't let me help unless it was so big it could bump into something without someone else guiding it. Even then you only let me guide it. Not actually lift it."

"That's because your weak and it's a pain to explain how we'd make everything fit," D said the second Lucy stopped talking. Lucy glared.

"I'd be mad if I didn't know for a fact it was the second thing," Lucy answered with narrowed eyes. "It amazes me you could graduate college as many times as you did with that attitude."

"I was told I wouldn't have to do anything once I graduated college," D replied. "I didn't know what I wanted to do in the future so I got a degree in everything I could because it would be a pain to have to go back to school. My determination was fueled by laziness." She flashed Lucy a grin.

"If I didn't know for a fact that you were simply explaining it to me, I would have sworn you were proud of that," Lucy said. Bisca chuckled. D grabbed a box.

"You two are fun to watch," she said. Someone cleared their throat behind them. They turned. Standing there was a female red-head with long hair.

"Hello," she said in a commanding yet kind voice. "Could you please move the truck from in front of the dorm?" Lucy blinked and looked at D. Bisca chuckled nervously. D chewed three times and blew a bubble with some gum.

"When did you get that?" Lucy asked momentarily forgetting the red-head.

"I've been chewing gum since lunch," D answered while scrutinizing the red-haired female.

"Really?" Lucy asked. D nodded slowly still eyeing the unknown girl. The red-head looked slightly annoyed. D chewed three more times looking the girl up and down.

"Who you?" D finally asked gesturing at the girl with her head since her hands were full. Lucy finally turned her attention back to the annoyed red-head. Bisca simply stared with wide eyes.

"Erza Scarlett," the girl introduced herself.

"Ah…the Scarlett trading company's brat," D said. To Erza, she sounded like one of her father's rival company's executives. This pissed Erza off to no end. She began looking D up and down.

"Are your parents in the trading business as well?" Erza asked.

"Considering they've been dead for a while now," D paused as though thinking about it, "I'm gonna say no. They weren't in the business when they were alive either as far as I know if that makes you feel better." Erza went pale and was too shocked to speak. D chuckled. "Okay, let's try this again shall we?" She gestured to herself with her head. "I'm D," she jerked her head in her cousin's direction, "that's Lucy, and you are?" Erza took a deep breath to calm herself and smiled at D in thanks for saving her from the awkward silence.

"I'm Erza Scarlett," she tried again stretching her hand out, "daughter of the Scarlett Trading company," she shook hands with Lucy and turned to D who had an amused smile on her face, "and Student Council President of Magnolia Academy." D's smile fell as soon as she heard "Student Council President".

"Goodbye," she said the moment Erza stopped talking. She immediately made her way towards the doors. Erza blinked in shock and watched her walk away.

"Eh?" was the only thing she could think of to voice her confusion.

"D!" Lucy snapped running after her.

"What?" the girl asked innocently like she hadn't just left the student council president flabbergasted in front of all their new furniture. She had reached the door and turned to face her cousin.

"Why'd you do that to Erza?" Lucy demanded to know opening the door for D to enter, then letting it close behind her.

"She's the president," D answered.

"What's your point?" Lucy asked. D just looked at her as they made their way upstairs.

"What kind of people become student council president in high school?" D asked after a long moment of silence.

"Um…people who deserve to?" Lucy answered though it sounded more like a question. D made a buzzer sound.

"Wrong," D said. "People that are popular, threaten other people, or people that cheat become president in high school. There're people who are tricked into the position as a joke by other people as well. Now, if we put together the fact that she seemed proud of her position, Bisca seemed slightly afraid of her, and she looks too kind to threaten people, we can come to the conclusion that she's popular, scary, and smart. She most likely gathered her supporters the right way." They arrived at their room and, after checking what was in the box she was holding and what room it belonged to, D placed went to place the box in the kitchen before checking the paint in all the rooms. "Dry."

"So, what's this got to do with how you treated Erza?" Lucy asked when D finally turned back to her. D sighed.

"I'm pretty sure she told us because she likes control," D answered. "Meaning, she'll expect us to listen to her and come to her for help." D looked at Lucy lifting her sunglasses revealing her serious expression, beautiful black-brown eyes (when hit directly with light they look much like her cousin's but a deeper brown otherwise they look like onyx stone), and gorgeous black eyebrows. "I already liked her enough to tease her. If we get too comfortable and expose the truth, we put not only ourselves, but her and everyone else at this school in danger." D paused and looked Lucy dead in the eye. "Do you want to take that risk?" She paused. "I don't know about you, but I most definitely don't." D replaced her sunglasses to their original position looking away from her cousin with her arms crossed stubbornly across her chest. "Besides, I simply don't like Student Council Presidents or people telling me what to do." Lucy's eye twitched.

"Damn you!" she shouted. "It's actually the second reason isn't it?!" Bisca knocked on the open door and entered the room just as D turned away from Lucy as though denying the previous statement.

"Oh, hi Bisca," D said.

"Don't ignore the situation!" Lucy shouted.

"What do you think of my work?" D gestured to the paint job on the walls effectively changing the subject. Bisca blinked a few times and looked around for the first time. She gasped.

"It looks like a completely different place!" she exclaimed. "You did this by yourself?" she asked turning to D, who nodded. "That's amazing."

"You should see the other rooms!" Lucy said excitedly. "Mine's just a different shade of pink with a white ceiling though." Bisca blinked.

"You let her paint it pink?" Bisca asked genuinely surprised after the scene she had witnessed earlier where she discovered D's hatred for the color.

"Yeah," D nodded crossing her arms. "Needless to say, I won't be going in there very often." Bisca let a laugh out her nose. "Lucy, you can show her the rest of the rooms. Then start opening the packages, making piles for recyclables and trash, and make sure the items are in the right rooms, while I finish bringing in the stuff."

"Yeah, sure," Lucy agreed as D left the room.


D blinked when she got back to the truck and saw Erza Scarlett pacing in front of the open back looking troubled. D stood to the side a little watching the girl in amusement until Erza finally noticed her. The red-head stopped her pacing and faced D.

"You're still here," D stated. Erza nodded in affirmation. D watched the girl take a deep breath before nearly shouting in a commanding tone:

"I'm sorry if I said or did something to offend you! Please hit me!" D blinked and snorted. Then she seemed to debate something before hitting Erza upside the head. "Ow!" the red-haired beauty blinked in shock as D grabbed another, bigger box as though what she did was totally normal. D turned to the girl.

"What?" she asked. "You told me to hit you." She smiled. "How about instead of standing there like an idiot, you help me move this stuff?" D began making her way to the door. "You're lucky! Usually when someone tells me to hit them, I send them to the hospital," she called without looking back. Erza blinked as D stopped at the door and looked back at her. "Well? Are you comin' or what?" Erza quickly grabbed the biggest thing she could find without causing an avalanche and ran to the door walking inside when D held it open for her. She missed when D rolled her eyes, her whole head really, and smiled while walking through the door.

"Thanks," Erza said suddenly. D raised an eyebrow.

"For what?"

"Not attempting to send me to the hospital," she answered. "I'd hate to have to fight a new student."

"Oh," D answered, "I've heard of your strength Miss Scarlett. Trust me," D grinned, "it wouldn't be much of a fight."

Erza turned to the girl in shock. "You know?"

"I've heard your father boasting about how much you can lift enough times to make me hate you!" D replied in a cheerful tone as they made their way upstairs.

"How do you know my father? Why do you know my father?" Erza asked.

"Reasons," D answered. "Now please stop questioning me before I get annoyed and actually hit you." D was dead serious. Erza noticed this and decided to shut up and follow D quietly.

That was easy, D thought with a smirk. When they got to the room, Erza was about to let go of the box she was holding to gasp when D suddenly spoke again.

"Drop that and it's your ass," Erza carefully put the box down where D told her to before turning to look at the new paint job. Just then Bisca and Lucy came back into the living room from Lucy's room.

"What happened to this place?" Erza asked.

"D painted it," Bisca answered, while Lucy gave D a 'What the hell?' look. D shrugged.

"Really?" Lucy asked. "What about what you said a few minutes ago?"

"You wanted me to be nicer," D answered, "and it'll be faster this way." She walked out of the room with Erza following after; the poor girl was dying to ask D a few more questions.

"What's with her and always saying the real reason last?" Lucy asked while glaring after them.


Once they had gotten all the relatively small things out of the truck they began moving the furniture. Lucy and D had gotten those sponge-like beds. (I know what it's called, but they call them that.) They set up the beds in their respective rooms. (D gagged when she had to enter Lucy's room causing her to explain her hatred of pink to Erza.)

"Okay," D started once they had the kitchen table (the last thing they had to move) were it belonged, "Lucy, start on your room. You can help with the other rooms if you finish before I'm done."

I probably won't knowing her, Lucy thought. Bisca had left a while ago because she had work to do.

"Now then, Miss Student Council President, I need your help with something. Do you have some time?" D asked turning to Erza. Erza gave the girl a huge smile.

"Sure!" Erza cried enthusiastically. "As the president, I'm always happy to help our school's students."

"Can you drive?" D asked confusing Erza.

"Umm…yes?" she answered. D smiled.

"Good! Can you drive the truck back to the rental company for me?" D asked. "I really have to start unpacking now or we won't be done by dinner, and we need to have this done today since we start classes tomorrow. We're already behind enough as it is, considering we're joining in the middle of the term. Do you have any friends that can follow you and give you a ride back? If not I'll just do it myself later and walk back."

"I'll do it!" Erza shouted.

"Really?" D asked.

"Yes! As president, I cannot allow a student to get behind because of such a silly reason!" Erza answered. D handed Erza the keys to the truck.

"Thank you! Wait…do you have a ride?"

"I'll figure something out!" Erza called as she ran out of the room before D could change her mind and take the keys back. "Good luck redecorating!" She shut the door.

"Thanks again!" D called. She turned around and saw Lucy leaning against the door frame to her room with her arms crossed over her chest and a look of disbelief on her face. "What?" D asked.

"You are so wrong," Lucy answered shaking her head with a smile. There was a hint of laughter in her voice.

"You won't be able to help if you just stand there instead of finishing your room," D said ignoring her comment and beginning to rearrange furniture.

"Hey!" Lucy cried running back into her room and getting to work. D suddenly realized Erza left before she could get a chance to tell her the name of the dealership and where it was located. D just shrugged and got to work figuring the girl would come back when she realized this.


When Lucy was finished, her room looked like a typical high school girl's room, minus posters of celebrities and a huge amount of books on one wall with 3 large bookcases covering it. (Lucy had D come in and put it together.)

Lucy looked at the time, 8 o'clock. It took them about 20 minutes to unload everything so…it had been about one hour. Lucy walked out into the living room and was left slack-jawed at what she saw. For starters, her name had been elegantly painted on her door. It was yellow and outlined in pink. Books, a rainbow, and a pen writing in a notebook were painted on it as well.

"When'd she do that?" Lucy asked out loud. Similar things had been done to the doors to the rec-room, kitchen, and D's room.

The rec-room's door had a TV, gaming system (she doesn't know what kind), bean-bag chairs and a pool table. The kitchen had cooking utensils and a steaming pot. D's door was black. It had a blood-red D on it in script. The D looked like it was dripping or melting. There were realistic skull stickers on the door, along with bones and a coffin. (You can't see it but the bathroom has a toilet painted on it.)

The décor of the room is exactly as you would expect of an expensive New York apartment. Complete with a couch, comfy chairs, a coffee table with a center piece, a giant TV, and a small snack bar. (You know like you see in movies and on TV shows, except the colors are grey, black, and red.)

Entering the rec-room, Lucy found herself wondering if D really had the mind of a man. The room had 2 big plasma-screen TV's, DVD players, multiple gaming systems, and locked glass cases lining the walls filled with video games and movies. (It was like a store in there!) There were four chairs directly in front of the TV's, two bean-bag chairs and 2 rocking-chair-things. (Lucy doesn't know what they're called because they're not rocking chairs, but they're on the floor and rock so she's confused.) It was like a dude's paradise complete with a microwave, mini-fridge and a bar. (It only has soda. Calm down people.)

Lucy then made her way to the kitchen. There was the black fridge, stove, and dishwasher that was originally in there. The table was big enough for 8 people, 10 if you really tried. Numerous appliances were placed around the cooking area. There was also a big screen TV in there with a DVD player.

Finally, Lucy made her way to D's room. Standing in front of D's closed door, Lucy took a deep breath and knocked. Silence…After a few more tries, Lucy began pounding on the door. A few minutes later, the door suddenly opened and D stepped out with a phone to her ear.

"Hungry?" she asked raising an eyebrow. "Sorry, I wasn't talking to you," she said into the phone. "What do you want on your pizza?"

"I'd like cheese, pepperoni, onions, and pineapple pizza, if you don't mind." D repeated her order.

"All large with two of those giant soda things…I don't remember how many ounces…just give me the biggest one. Make one a…" D looked at Lucy.

"Coke," she said.

"-coke and the other grape, please," D finished. "Thank you, have a nice night."-pause-"Oh, you too"-pause-"I know some people are just rude."-pause-"Okay."-pause-"I've gotta go now." -pause- "Bye." She hung up.

"Why is it that the only time you're nice to people is when you're ordering food?" Lucy asked.

"Do you think it's anyone's dream to be working at a job just to talk to rude and sometimes disgusting people?" D asked raising an eyebrow.

"No…" Lucy answered slowly.

"That's why," D answered.

"Anyway, how'd you manage to work so fast?" Lucy asked.

"How'd you manage to work so slow?" D countered.

"Touché," Lucy replied. Then she blinked. "Wait, where did the phone come from?"

"While you were working, people came and set up the phones we bought," D answered. Lucy opened her mouth to speak again, but D beat her to it. "I asked Bisca to call before she left." Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell. Seriously, this place isn't a dorm room, D thought. It's an apartment. "I'll get it."

D answered the door to see Erza along with a white-haired girl. D and Lucy, who had also come to the door out of curiosity, blinked.

"Why, hello, Miss President," D said with a nod at Erza. "Person I don't know," she added nodding at Mira. Lucy smacked her arm.

"D!" she scolded. D simply smirked and tried not to a laugh.

"It's alright," the white-haired beauty said. "It's true that she doesn't know me."

"And D," Erza called gaining the girl's attention, "you don't have to call me Miss President. Erza will do just fine."

"Understood, Miss Student Council President!" D responded with a grin and salute. The white-haired girl laughed at her antics while Erza simply smiled. "Now seriously, who are you?" D said looking at the white-haired girl, her voice flat.

"This is Mirajane," Erza answered. "She's my roommate."

"Ah," D sighed.

"Call me Mira," she said extending her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mira," Lucy said reaching around D to shake the girl's hand when she realized D wasn't going to. (She could only tell because she knew that if D was going to shake someone's hand the second their hand came up so would hers.)

"I was beginning to worry about you," D suddenly said facing Erza. "I figured you would come back once you realized you left without letting me tell you the dealership I got the truck from, let alone where it is." Erza blushed.

"Well, truth be told," Erza started, "I actually got lost a few times, until Mira noticed the company's name and address on the back of the truck."

"Then we got directions from some nice people and came straight back," Mira finished.

"Ah!" D exclaimed. "You must be the one Erza got to give her a ride."

"Yes, she is," Erza answered. "I thought you might need help redecorating, so I came back."

"I love redecorating, so I volunteered to help," Mira added.

"Well, we don't need help, but come in and see the results of our hard work," D suggested stepping to the side to allow the girls entryway. Lucy stepped to the other side of the door.

"Thank you," Mira and Erza said at the same time. Stepping into the room, both girls gasped.

"Wow," Erza said. "You two did a magnificent job."

"It looks professional," Mira added.

"Actually, D did this," Lucy said interrupting their staring. The two girls turned to D, who was now cleaning dirt out from under her nails.

"Really?" they asked in unison.

"Yeah…I just barely managed to finish my room a few minutes ago," Lucy answered sheepishly.

"Amazing…" Mira commented.

"Well," D said preventing them from saying anything more, "I figured you'd be back, so I ordered enough pizza for all of us."

Erza blinked. "How'd you figure that?"

"Your personality tells me you can't stand leaving a job half done, and it seemed like you really wanted to help when we finished moving everything from the truck," D answered. Mira giggled.

"Spot on."

"Hey Lucy," D said turning to the all but forgotten girl next to her, "why don't you show them the other rooms?"

"Why? Did you not finish yours?" Lucy asked.

"I'm done," D answered. "I just need to unpack and set up some…stuff." She glanced at Erza and Mira when she said 'stuff'. The girls didn't notice the action, but Lucy did.

"Okay," she agreed nodding in understanding. She turned to Mira and Erza with a smile. "Are you guys ready to see the other rooms?" They nodded.

"Can we see D's room too?" Mira asked.

"NO!" D and Lucy refused in unison. Erza and Mira blinked from the force of their declaration. Erza narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"Why?" she asked.

"Yes. Why?" Mira repeated.

"I don't want people in my room," D answered stubbornly crossing her arms over her chest with a huff.

"And her room's scary!" Lucy added.

"There's stuff in there you don't need to see," D finished.

"Okay then," Mira agreed.

"What do you mean by stuff we don't need to see?" Erza asked.

"Scary things," Lucy said shaking with a look of horror on her face.

"Personal items that I'd rather keep to myself," D answered ignoring Lucy's comment.

"Alright then," Erza consented letting the matter drop for now. Lucy showed Mira and Erza her room (which they loved), the rec-room (where they agreed D might have the mind of a man), and the kitchen (they liked the whole black and white theme). When they finished the tour, the pizza arrived and D paid the person before they all sat in the kitchen to eat while watching 'The Pursuit of Happyness'. When the movie was over and they finished eating, Mira, Lucy and Erza were crying while D laughed at them. The girls dried their tears and made their way to the door.

"Shut up, D!" Lucy snapped. D tried to stop laughing.

Mira sniffed. "Such a beautiful story," she commented. Erza nodded.

"Well," Erza said with a smile, "it's time for us to go back to our room and get some rest."

D answered while chuckling, "Yeah, sure. Whatever."

"You guys should get some rest too," Mira added excitedly. "It's your first day tomorrow and you wouldn't want to be late!" D's laughter immediately died and she groaned while making her way to her room in a way that befitted a zombie.

"Ugh…Morning…School…Don't remind me," she moaned going into her room and slamming the door.

"What's wrong with her?" Erza asked.

"Don't talk to her during school if you see her in the morning," Lucy stated suddenly. "She might kill you."

"What?!" Mira exclaimed.

"Explain," Erza demanded.

"She's not a morning person," Lucy answered. "In fact, she's a demon in the morning. If you bug her she won't hesitate to hurt you. So if you have any friends that you know have a tendency to bug people, ask a lot of questions, or would do anything to annoy her, could you warn them before they meet her? Until at least 10:30am, do not bug her. Do you know of anyone that needs to be warned?" Mira and Erza shared a knowing glance.

"Yeah," Erza stated.

"Pretty much every one of our friends," Mira answered.

"Especially Natsu and Gray," Erza finished. "We've got work to do," she stated taking out her phone and speed-walking out the door and down the corridor. (The President must not run in hallways.)

"Thanks for the meal! See you tomorrow!" Mira shouted running after the red-haired beauty. Lucy closed the door and sighed.

"Tomorrow's gonna be a long day," she stated running a hand through her hair. She turned off the light and went to her room.