Tales of Another Past
By Faralyne
Chapter 3: Tales of Lucy Heartfilia
.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail. You're lucky too. But, unfortunately, that's none of my business.
Summary: Natsu Dragneel didn't understand why, but it felt as if he knew these people from another time—another life. And, according to the fairy in his dreams, there was only one surefire way to find out. He had to reunite all of his alleged friends from the past. But, of course, this task would be next to impossible.
Specifics: Natsu x Gray. Natray. Alternate Universe (somewhat). Possible Loke x Lucy. One-sided Juvia x Gray. Possible one-sided Natsu x Lucy. Rated M.
.
A/N:Hello readers! I'm so glad to get good feedback from the story. And I love to know you have theories about the story too. I just want you all to keep an open mind and catch any hints I be dropping. I think the story is more geared towards 25-30 chapters (maybe) now, so I've still got a long way to go.
And holy shit. I apologize for these extremely slow updates, but my life took an all-expense-paid trip to Hell without a return ticket. I apologize for any future slowness. If it helps to remember what happened so far, I'd go back and skim the previous two chapters, haha.
.
Days Since Natsu's Transfer: 2
Lately, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But, I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars
I see this life like a swinging vine
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find.
–Counting Stars by OneRepublic
.
"Come on, Natsu!" Lucy urged.
She ran back towards him in light steps and seized one of the hands clasped behind his head. Her traditional sandals clanked against the stone walkway. She was pouty and impatient. Excited and innocent. Natsu grinned.
"It's not like we can be late to this sort of thing. What's the rush?" he asked with a shrug.
Lucy huffed, "Of all the times you want to be slow. If we come too late, then we can't see all the vendors before the shower! Come on!" She tugged at Natsu's hand and led him towards the growing chatter and laughter, the bright lanterns, and the smell of grilled deliciousness.
It was the Festival of Stars after all.
Every two years, a festival will appear for a single night to bring celebration and happiness to Magnolia. It was created to watch the stars and appreciate their beauty. And every time, without fail, a meteor shower will commence. It was the reason Lucy was so dressed up in her starry night yukata that seemed to blend with the night and make her glow at the same time. She had her hair done up in an intricate bun and glittering earrings dangling from her ears.
"All right, all right," Natsu gave in and picked up his speed to match her steps. If they ran any faster, Lucy would surely trip on her yukata. "Let's go have some fun!"
The festival was a long walkway with vendors lined up on both sides. There were so many trinket booths, magic shops, food venders, and games that it was impossible to not be excited. Natsu could hardly see the end where they were going to sit along the grass and watch the sky. Lucy tugged on the pinkette's sleeve fervently.
"Oh, look, that vender has a 'make your own magical key keychain' craft! Let's do that," the celestial spirit mage squealed as she tugged the dragon slayer over to the cute stall.
They ended up making matching key chains before whisking off to see the other booths. There were moon cookies and cakes, zodiac plush animals, connect the constellation games—so many booths that had Lucy's chocolate eyes shimmering with delight. And Natsu was particularly fired up for the flaming-star-meat-eating contest.
After the contest, the pair crashed on the grassy hill with their prizes and memories. Natsu rubbed his stomach in satisfaction. "Thanks for inviting me, Lucy. This was so much fun!" Lucy glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes, a smile softly gracing her face. She stared up at the night sky glittering with countless stars.
"It's not over yet, Natsu. You still haven't seen the best part," she replied in almost a whisper. "My mother used to take me to the festival sometimes. It's just something you can't forget."
Natsu stared at Lucy's face, a small blush of wonderment dusting her cheeks.
"So, what is a meteor shower?" he asked suddenly, watching Lucy's smile widen.
"Some people try to spoil their mystery by calling them glorified rocks plummeting from the sky, but I don't think so. There's a tale my mother used to tell me… that the meteors are actually falling stars sent to travel around the world and grant your most honest wishes." Lucy turned her smile to Natsu and raised a hand to flick his forehead.
"So you better not forget to make a wish!" she giggled when the pinkette stuck his tongue out at her. A sigh escaped her lips. "Knowing you, it'll probably be for an endless supply of Mira's flaming meat."
The dragon slayer froze in shock. "Lucy's a mind reader!"
The blonde covered her mouth as an uncontrollable laugh seeped out. "I was just guessing!" But, as the first light in the sky dove across the sky, her laugh faded into a captivated look.
"It's starting! Natsu!" She grasped Natsu's hand and squeezed once. An embarrassed blush tickled her cheeks as she dipped her head a bit.
"I wish… I wish that I can continue to make memories with my friends."
Natsu stared at his friend, his heart clenching at her words. A wide smile brightened his face and he squeezed her hand back, bringing it up to reach for the racing sky. "That's a great wish, Luce! I promise I'll work with the stars to make it come true."
The blonde chuckled, turning her gaze back to the sky. "I wonder why I can believe that so easily… Ah, don't forget your wish too." Oh, he almost forgot. Well, what could he wish for? He had to hurry before the stars were gone.
"I wish—"
—BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!—
Natsu blinked owlishly, staring blankly at the creamy white ceiling. Finally, his emotions caught up to him, and he slammed an angry fist on the alarm clock's off button.
"I wish for this damn thing to disappear," he grumbled to the heavens as he heaved his body into a sitting position. Natsu stared at his hands. The jitters from the dream hadn't left if his trembling fingers had any say in the matter. He sighed, running a hand through his hair and yanking at the knots.
This was the first dream he had with only Lucy, and it was something else. He swallowed. The protective feelings to make her wish come true hadn't faded from his heart at all. All his dreams of that world were like that. The fight with Gray in the guild left him thinking his hands were burning even though they looked as normal as ever. The talk with the dream fairy left him so confused he was questioning his own name when he woke. And it was becoming hard not to think of everyone in his dreams as his friends, his family. He didn't know everything from that dream world, but the bits and pieces were ridden with such strong, irrepressible emotions. Ones that followed him even when he was awake, like a repentant ghost.
Everyone in his dreams worked so well together. They clicked in their own destructive ways. And Natsu wanted to have that so badly. He couldn't convince himself to believe the people in his dreams and the ones in reality were the same. Neither could that dream fairy. That would be crazy. But, he could wish, right? Besides, it wasn't like these dreams were making it easy for Natsu to stop wishing for it anyways. It was like every single one persuaded him just a little bit more.
Finally, his jitters subsided, his hands as steady as they always were.
.
"Morning," Natsu grinned at the hunched nerd already sitting in his homeroom seat. It was funny watching Gray's bored but focused face morph into a scowl. The bell rang as soon as the pinkette dropped into his seat, and he winced at the loud blare. Natsu continued to stare at the dark-haired teen, waiting for some sort of reply or acknowledgment that Natsu did in fact exist. Gray didn't spare a glance and continued to read the calculus book on his desk. A single pink eyebrow rose. This guy.
"Hey, you, oi." He poked Gray's arm repeatedly. "Rude. I'm going out of my way to greet you, and you ignore me. That hurts, right here," Natsu feigned offense while placing a hand over his heart. Gray flipped a page.
"Coldhearted asshole."
Natsu crossed his arms and slumped back in his seat, looking towards the door as Loke and his posse of girls waltzed in. For a second there, he swore he heard Gray sigh and saw the teen's bunched shoulders drop a bit. Like it was killing him to be social. He gave Natsu a reluctant sideways glance.
"Good morning," barely grumbled past Gray's lips.
Natsu couldn't stop the shit-eating grin splitting his face. He turned right back towards Gray, his body oozing victory and smugness. That's what he'd call progress.
"Now, was that so hard?" he asked, and Gray rolled his eyes and looked back down at his textbook.
The pinkette didn't get a chance to push further since first period started, and Evergreen was reviewing for their big test next week. Natsu forced himself to listen to the math drawl, not at all dozing off several times. English and world history suffered the same fates. However, he couldn't help but think about his recent dream in English. Maybe because they were analyzing the differences in modern fairy tales as opposed to the originals. That dream felt like a fairy tale, that's for sure. Lucy had that effect on people. Wrapping them in her kind magic. And Lucy—well, the one in my dreams—she's a princess, I think. Princess Lucy Heartfilia. 'S got a ring to it. But, when was the last time he talked to her? The real one. Natsu scratched the back of his head. Not that much time had passed by. Maybe two days since he transferred to Tenrou. It feels like it's been a week. All the shit I learned about these people. Though, out of the first people he recognized from his dream, she was the one he didn't really talk to at all.
He has to change that.
When the lunch bell rang, he put his plan in action.
"Loke!" Natsu called, squeezing through the little fan-girl wall that surrounded him. They were not happy with his sudden appearance by the deathly glares he received. "Hey, I need your help on something." The orange-haired teen raised an eyebrow, letting his arms slip from around two brunettes' waists. One of them instantly huffed, not even hiding her frustration towards Natsu.
Before Loke barely opened his mouth, one of the brunette's wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her body into his. "Loke," she whined, dragging out his name. "Come on, let's skip lunch today and go have some fun behind the greenhouse."
The playboy's eyes gleamed, and Natsu smacked his head hard enough to jostle his sunglasses. "This is important, so back off," Natsu barked, grabbing the back of Loke's collar and pulling him away from the group of girls cursing the pinkette out.
"Dude…" Loke almost whined as they turned the corner and started towards the cafeteria. "You're such a cockblock."
Natsu cut his eye at him and debated on smacking him again. "Dude, you're surrounded by girls every day. You can spare a measly hour," he threw back and smacked the teen anyways. "And you still were going to choose her!"
Loke tried to glare at the frustrated pinkette, but it fell into a lazy smile. He slid his hands into his pants pockets. "Let's be real here. Any sane man would choose the hot, willing girl over a friend. …What? I'm a lady's man at heart."
"Playboy at heart."
"I think you mispronounced, 'gentleman,'" Loke shot right back, the smile growing. "All right, what's the problem anyways? It better be worth it."
Remembering his initial purpose, Natsu lit up.
"Today, we're changing things up." And Loke was all ears.
.
When Natsu and Loke took the cafeteria seats across from Lucy, she stopped chewing her lunch completely. Her face morphed from confusion to annoyance in a split second. A single blonde eyebrow lifted in silent question. Natsu just smiled in return. He had to talk to her—to be friends and make her wishes come true. He didn't care if he was mixing up Lucy and Dream Lucy now. He was connected to these people somehow, and getting closer to them was the only way he would ever find out why.
At least Loke was here to make this easier.
"Hi," Natsu greeted, but his voice sounded a little too strained with giddy excitement. He internally groaned, berating himself for sounding like a prepubescent boy. Maybe he was expecting too much from befriending Lucy, and it was making him nervous. Or maybe she was just making him nervous. Come on, Dragneel. Loke gave him a sideways glance, snickering quietly. The playboy wore an amused smirk before reaching out his hand to shake.
"Hello, my lovely Lucy. I'm sure you've heard of me, and I definitely want to hear more about you… but I'm Loke, and this pink idiot is Natsu," he introduced with a wink-turned-wince at the quick jab to his stomach.
"I'm not an idiot!"
Loke narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to the transfer student. "Anyone who interrupts me and my sweet honeys is an idiot," he whispered back, but returned to Lucy with a charming smile. Lucy stared at the both of them for a moment, almost like she was trying to surmise them. The wariness deepened her brow a bit, but she gave in, shaking Loke's hand once. A small sigh escaped her pink lips.
Natsu huffed at Loke's smug smile. Even though the reason he wanted Loke to sit with him was because of his charisma, it was still frustrating how easily girls swarmed him. Still, every time Natsu tried to talk to Lucy—or even look at her sometimes—he would get glared down as if he were some kind of predator. And Loke—the real predator—has no trouble at all. His cheeks puffed in discontent.
Lucy's blue-haired friend sat next to her, but she was lost in her own world with a guy Natsu was sure he could take, but rather not get mixed up with. Not with his pointy teeth and face full of piercings. Apparently, smart and rich people came in all sorts of shapes and sizes, Natsu noted. Well, it's not that surprising anymore. Not when all the girls attending look like models.
Lucy looked towards her friend, but she was too focused on the flirty whispers in her ear to notice. She rested her cheek on her palm and begrudgingly turned her attention back to the playboy.
"Anyways, you don't mind if we sit here, right? Since Natsu's a lonely boy transfer student and all. He has no friends. It's sad, really," Loke asked, although they already took the seats. Lucy's eyes flickered towards Natsu, and he swore he saw pity. And a hint of a smile.
"I'm not a lonely boy! Lucy, everything that comes out of his mouth is a lie," the pinkette tried to reason and aimed another jab at Loke. The playboy dodged this time, his whole body rolling away as he laughed.
"It's fine. It's just a seat," she stated quietly and popped a cherry tomato in her mouth. She turned her head to the side, blatantly trying ignore the teens sitting on the other side of the table.
"Cool," Natsu grinned and pulled out his own lunch. At least Lucy didn't criticize it like Loke had. She didn't even look at it. "You're in my class too. We're in the same geometry and broadening horizons."
"Yeah… I know. It's kind of hard to forget someone with pink hair."
Natsu blinked, trying to figure out if that was a compliment or an insult. But, then Loke laughed. "Hey! What's wrong with pink hair?" the pinkette huffed.
"Nothing, dude. You do you. It's just not a common thing," Loke pipped up.
"Says the guy with bright orange hair."
"Chicks dig it."
Natsu snorted.
"No, they don't," Lucy surprisingly intervened, popping another tomato in her mouth in a deceivingly innocent way. The pinkette thought she was taking Loke's side, but she wasn't on anyone's side except hers in this conversation. And that fact made him happier than he expected. Loke jolted back like he'd been shot, gingerly placing a hand over his heart.
"Lucy, you wound me, right here," he patted over his heart with a pathetic look on his handsome face.
"About time you got knocked off your high horse," Natsu mumbled lightheartedly. "So what? You going to dye it now you know what girls really think, or are you going to keep looking like a basketball?"
"This hairstyle has swooned many sweet honeys, so no," Loke huffed. "And in no way do I look like a basketball. Don't be jealous just because I'm a better player than you. It's pretty common here."
"In your dreams! Anytime, anywhere, and I'll swipe that 'best player' title right out from under you," Natsu laughed, but it felt a little forced when he remembered his dream from the first day he transferred here. Loke was a good friend, especially since he was the first one to talk to him. But, the pinkette couldn't help the sour feeling from not having the same bickering best friend from his dreams. He knew the people in his dreams didn't act the same way as the ones in real life. He knew that, yet he still felt… disappointed? No, that wasn't the word. Guilty? Reminiscently dejected? He wasn't sure. It just wasn't a great feeling that settled well in his stomach.
Loke waved a hand in his face, "Is anyone in there?"
Natsu stuck his tongue out and smacked the hand away. "So, what do you guys do for fun?" he changed the subject quickly, deliberately ignoring Loke's slightly worried look.
"Define, 'fun,'" Loke quickly responded, a sly grin growing on his lips. He had that glint in his eyes again. "If you mean fun at school, we've got a hell of a lot of school spirit. Since basketball's over, lacrosse is the popular sport now. If you mean around Tenrou, well, it's kind of lacking except for the Warehouse parties. And me, personally…" Loke's smile rivalled the Cheshire Cat.
"Ask any of my sweet honeys."
Natsu rolled his eyes, but the amusement on his face dulled the effect. "Alright playboy, we get it. What's the Warehouse?" The pinkette had a feeling it was some hangout place for rich kids, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions. It sounds lame.
"I don't think you're ready for that yet, transfer boy," Loke answered with a chuckle.
Lucy rolled her eyes. She stood up, gathering her things and glancing at her phone. The screen was filled with unread texts and social media messages. "Well, this was nice," she drawled, so much sarcasm dripping from her voice that Natsu winced. "But, I need to go." She glanced at her side where the oblivious couple was—used to be. Natsu didn't notice they slipped away.
But, that's not important right now. Natsu shook his head, jumping to his feet as well. "Hey, wait!" The pinkette always had trouble controlling the volume of his voice, but he never thought it carried so much to have tables of students staring at them. He swallowed against his throat. This was the real reason he wanted to sit with Lucy. "What are you doing tonight at seven?"
"What." Her reply was so fast, it didn't even sound like a question. Actually, it sounded more like a guarded warning. Lucy's chocolate eyes leveled with Natsu's obsidian ones.
The pinkette motioned to the both of them. "Let's do something together—all three of us. It's Friday after all," he explained, the excitement bouncing inside him. He thought that maybe if Lucy gave them a chance, they could really be friends. And he had the perfect place to go, but he wanted it to be a surprise. Because Loke kept talking, he never heard the fun things Lucy liked to do. But, I have an idea. To see Lucy's eyes brighten with happiness in real life—that was becoming a goal along with this dream mystery mission. "There's this place near my place—on Fifth Street, if you people don't know where—and I think you'd like it. It'll be fun!"
Lucy narrowed her eyes at the two before glancing around at the students trying not to blatantly stare. She sighed. "I hoped you were different," she whispered so softly, Natsu wasn't sure he heard her right.
"Huh?" he tried, but Lucy just scoffed and stepped out of her seat.
"Nothing. Yeah, sure, seven. Whatever," she agreed halfheartedly and left.
.
It honestly, took a little longer to convince Loke to come too. Not until after he chewed Natsu out about how he already had plans, but 'to make plans with Lucy'. It apparently wasn't a fair choice. Natsu quickly switched from his all-out sprint to a light jog as he turned the corner of Fifth Street. He didn't want to be late after all. Happy demanded all of his attention, and he almost lost track of the time. Once he spotted the old, rundown electronics store, he saw Loke greeting Lucy a few feet away from it.
The pinkette couldn't help the tiny smile picking at his face. Maybe it was from the excitement of hanging out or the fact that they looked so damn out of place in his town. He could barely hide the snicker. Seriously, who stands near a rundown store with a Louis Vuitton handbag (don't ask how I know this) or the most expensive Air Jordan's I've ever seen? Natsu just shook his head and waved at them.
"Hey, guys, you ready?" he beamed, hopping in his spot. He looked directly at Lucy, sincerity washing over his eyes. "I'm really glad you came. You're going to have so much fun, I promise."
Loke waved his hand in front of Natsu's determined face, "Hey, yeah, I'm here too. What exactly did you have in mind? Because I had to cancel all my plans with Carol, Stephanie, and Kira, thank you very much. So, it better be damn praiseworthy."
The pinkette rolled his eyes and swatted Loke's hand away. "Dude, relax. They'll still be your fan girls on Monday. Besides, how many times can you say you've hung out with Lucy? None before now!" He smacked a hand on each of their backs and pushed them towards Sixth Street with a wide smile on his face. "Now, come on! We're going to be late." Except, Lucy wasn't having it.
She pinched Natsu's hand off of her back and turned to face them, arms crossing over her chest. "Um, no. First of all, don't touch me. Second, don't feel so special we're doing this. You're not my first guy. Third, I'm leaving. I don't feel like entertaining your egos tonight. Go tell your friends whatever you want them to think happened tonight happened. I don't care what you tell them, but we aren't dating, and I don't do the same guy twice," she clarified in a tight, mechanical voice. Almost rehearsed.
Natsu scratched his cheek, "Wait, what're you talking about?" He looked to Loke, but the orange-haired teen stayed quiet for once. Lucy scoffed, shifting in her spot awkwardly.
"Do I have to spell it out? I'm not having sex with you guys, so I don't feel the need to be here anymore." She started off in the opposite direction, tightening her hold on her purse.
And Natsu swore he could taste gravel in his mouth as his jaw dropped to the ground. His mind blanked for a second before it started screaming in complete and utter confusion. The pinkette looked at Loke, hoping shock wasn't the only expression on his face.
"…"
"…"
Finally, his mind rebooted. "Wait, what? No, Lucy, hold up!" Natsu caught up with the blonde, stepping in front of her path with his hands massaging his temples. "Wait, what?" She didn't actually think they called her out for sex. That was impossible, right? Some sort of sick joke? Then, why would she come?! Natsu stared at the impatient girl in front of him. She's not kidding.
Loke's eyes cut towards the pinkette, dancing in a way Natsu needed to stop immediately. "You, no, don't even think it, Loke," he cut in quickly, snapping his fingers at the playboy.
Lucy cocked her head to the side, shifting in her spot. "What's your problem? I don't care if you go brag to your friends, but I'm not doing anything."
"Ah, Natsu's still a lonely boy without friends so he has no one to brag to," Loke pointed out, clearly amused by the whole situation. Natsu just shook his head until his brain started tumbling too.
"No. Lucy, what made you think we were going to… to take advantage of you like that? What kind of messed up conclusion is that? The hell? Did you eat something weird?" Natsu finally said, getting his jumbled mind to put thoughts into coherent words.
"Because you randomly started talking to me! You asked me to meet you in this rundown area, and you didn't tell me why," she pointed out easily, though it looked like a vein popped on her forehead. "Seriously, it's wasn't hard to piece it together. I hope you don't think you're the first guy just because you're new here."
Natsu debated on telling Lucy why he really brought her out here to prove her wrong… but then he'd ruin the surprise. Ruin the moment her eyes would light up like in his dreams. The pinkette ran a hand through his hair. "Lucy, I didn't call you out here for that. I just want to be friends, I swear."
The blonde was about to counter, but Loke just burst out laughing. His full-on laughter sounded so out of place on the shadowy, sketchy sidewalk. Natsu was almost nervous. Lucy's face lit up with embarrassment, and Natsu wondered if she was finally considering she was wrong. Loke flicked away a tear, a satisfied smile on his face, "Babe, even though I've only known this guy for like a day, there's no way he'd do that. I mean I don't even know why we're here, but sex never crossed my mind—and I've got a pretty good knack for sniffing that out."
Lucy shifted in her spot again, trying to turn her burning face away from them. "Then, why am I even here? Where are we going?" she asked snappily, trying to sound angry amidst all of her discomfiture.
"Well, if we can hurry, I'll show you," Natsu offered, holding out his hand. His obsidian eyes stared at her in uneasy expectation. Lucy's shoulders slumped. She glanced at Loke for a moment before clasping her hand in Natsu's.
"Okay."
"Yes! Okay, we got to go!" Relief washed over the pinkette's face, and he grabbed Loke's wrist with his free hand, nearly dragging the two to their destination. There was still a line outside of the small dome-like building, so they couldn't have been too late. It looked almost mysterious, wrapped in the dark of the night and a light sheen of the moon. Dark, hexagonal glass fit together on the dome like pieces of a puzzle.
Lucy glanced wide-eyed at the building. "Is this… is this a—"
"—a planetarium," Loke finished firmly, pulling his hand out of Natsu's vice grip. He kept his head down, pushing his sunglasses up a bit. When he looked up again, there was a wide smile on his face. "Listen, something came up, and I can't go anymore. Have fun." He spoke fast.
"Wai…" Natsu started, but the orange-haired playboy had already darted down the street. They stared after him for a moment. What the hell was that about? Natsu hadn't spent so long trying to convince Loke to come for him to bail at the last possible minute. Does he hate planetariums or something? Natsu didn't hear anything about that before. Granted, he only got to know him since he transferred, and Loke wasn't the type of guy to gossip about himself over others. It wasn't as if they were close enough to share their deepest darkest secrets or anything.
Lucy coughed to get Natsu's attention. The pinkette snapped out of his thoughts and grinned sheepishly at her. "Oh, right! Well, I mean, we can still go! They're having a special viewing," he started to babble as they got on line and showed the usher their tickets.
The blonde shrugged in indifference. "That's cool, I guess," she replied in a bored tone, picking at her nails. Natsu only stared. Is that it? Was that all he was going to get? No glittery eyes or blushing smiles? The pinkette honestly didn't know what to say to her anymore. Maybe she doesn't even like planetariums. Or stars. Or anything Dream Lucy likes because Dream Lucy isn't fucking real. Way to go, Dragneel. Natsu scratched the back of his head and sighed.
"Yeah, I thought you'd like something like this, but I guess I was wrong," he mumbled as they walked down the aisles to the right row of seats. Lucy whipped her head towards him, surprised.
"What gave you that idea? How would you know what sort of things I like?" she asked, slightly on edge.
I don't. I only know what the girl, who looks exactly like you, in my head likes. Natsu sighed again, waving his hand at her in a dismissive way. "It was just a feeling, more or less," he tried as they settled down. "We can still enjoy it, right?"
Lucy looked at her lap, nervously fiddling with her hands. Either this faint light was playing tricks on his mind, or Lucy was smiling to herself.
"Yeah. I guess we can." The blonde glanced at Natsu. "Listen, sorry for the misunderstanding before… and thanks," she looked up at the projected starry sky on the ceiling, her cheeks reddening slightly. "This is the coolest thing anyone's ever taken me to."
Natsu froze. A fleeting feeling of nostalgia washed over his body and a huge grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Haha, it's no problem! For a second there, I thought you hated this," he chuckled, rubbing under his nose, bashful.
Lucy was quiet for a moment. Contemplating on something. And she looked like she was going to say something too. However, the dim starry light cut to complete darkness before the planetarium came alive and the words turned to dust on her tongue.
.
Extra Notes (3):
-Loke's School Schedule-
7:45AM: Homeroom (w/ Ms. Evergreen)
8:00 – 8:55 AM: Geometry (w/ Ms. Evergreen)
9:00 – 9:55 AM: Fiore History II (w/ Mr. Jose Porla)
10:00 – 10:55 AM: English (w/ Mr. Freed Justine)
11:00 – 11:55 AM: Lunch Break
12:00 – 12:55 PM: Physical Education (w/ Mr. Gildarts Clive)
1:00 – 1:55 PM: Environmental Studies (w/ Mr. Warrod Sequen)
2:00PM – 2:55PM: Kinesiology I (w/ Mr. Richard Buchanan)
*Time Dependent on Lady Fiore Basketball Team's Schedule: Independent Studies (Basketabll-Related Injury Survey)
*Students must conduct their independent studies on their own time. The school is open until 7:00 PM every school day (Monday to Friday) unless there is a special event planned.
**Tenrou Island Private High School has special permission to exceed the standard six-hour school day to enhance the minds of young individuals. The average school day is about 7 hours.
