Destiny: Hello guyses, I'm back! Here's chapter 6.
To Animegal712: Please, oh please, tell me what is confusing you. I really want criticism so I can improve. Thanks for reading and reviewing, though! And to everyone, thanks! Also, I've realized that I haven't been saying the disclaimer, so:
DISCLAIMER: The only things I own are my O.C.s and the plot. If I owned FairyTail, OMFG, the Tenrou group wouldn't have disappeared for those 7 years. I actually cried when that happened, and I couldn't do anything for that day. I was SO SAD, even though I knew they didn't die. Anyways to the story!
Chapter 6: Dance, dance, study, study!
Erza's P.O.V:
I stared absentmindedly at my ceiling, letting my eyes roam over the small cracks and dips in it. I found faces in them, and looked at shapes the shadows made on them, from the sun coming through the window. I let my mind wander, only to be snapped back to present time when I heard the slam of my door. I sat up and waited for my mom to come into my room and tell me to do something. But she didn't. I didn't hear anything for a while, and I stood up to go see if she was all right, and then I heard a moan. A really loud, really disgusting moan. My face twisted in disgust and I gagged slightly in my mouth. I quickly tied my hair in a ponytail and padded towards my window. I unlocked it and tugged it up, climbing onto the fire escape and making my way towards Lucy and Levy's apartment. I was pretty sure Lucy would be there, but Levy said she had some art gallery walk she wanted to go to.
I made my way to the window and knocked on it. I waited a few minutes looking out over the hills behind the apartments. Lucy opened the window and I ducked in quickly glancing around the apartment for guests. But I guess I should have realized that there were none considering the fact that Lucy was in her gray sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt, her blonde hair done up in a messy, low, bun. There was music blaring from somewhere in the apartment, a peppy, upbeat sound that made me want to dance but I ignored that itch.
"Hey, Erza. Whatcha doing here?" Lucy asked as she shut her window with a thud.
"Mom's back." I replied, making my way to her comfortable couch and plopping down.
"Oh, I'm doing homework. Did you finish?" she walked into her kitchen and opened the fridge, getting out something.
"Yeah, I finished it yesterday." I replied, deciding to try and retrieve the TV remote with my foot. I finally had a grasp on it, when Lucy came back with two plates. Each had a slice of cold, delicious, strawberry cake.
"Lucy, you're the best." I exclaimed in delight, forgetting about the remote. I lunged at the plate Lucy held, grabbing the fork on the side of it, and digging into it. The first bite was the best, of course. It was blissful, the cold that settled in you mouth, but the slight sweetness that made up for it. The moist cake and the fluffy frosting somehow mixed well, creating the taste of perfectness.
"Mmmm, Lucy, this is so good." I mumbled with my eyes shut tight, savoring the taste of the piece of cake that had now made its way down my throat. Lucy chuckled slightly, and nodded, saying that she'd be in her room and make myself at home. I nodded and continued to eat my strawberry cake, my mouthwatering, precious, cake. Unfortunately, it was gone in no time. I wanted to get more, but I absolutely didn't want to get up off the couch. Its comfy, soft surface, along with my wonderful cake was too good a combo. If I got up, the feeling wouldn't be there anymore, even if I resumed eating a new piece of cake in the same position.
I sighed and resumed my previous activity, trying to get the remote. I finally had it between both my feet, and slowly I pulled my legs up, bringing the remote towards me. I reached out and grabbed it with my hand, pressing the rubbery, red, power button. I silently congratulated myself as I flipped through the channels, but after a few rounds, I found nothing interesting, nor anything I could hear over the blare of Lucy's music. I grumbled slightly and threw the remote to the side after shutting off the television. I made my way to Lucy's room, the music getting to be deafening. Seriously, didn't her neighbors complain? I pushed open her door and saw her lying on the bed, nodding her head to the music as she wrote something down in her loopy handwriting.
"Hey, what are you working on?" I shouted over her music, making my way to her iPod Player to lower it.
"Oh, my songwriting homework, what do you think of this?" She lifted the sheet of paper she was writing on and showed it to me. I read through it, and handed back to her.
"Pretty good. Just let me get this straight. You were writing a song listening to a song? Won't that end in plagiarism?" I asked her, staring at her pointedly.
"No, we already have the tune and theme set so I'm good." She replied as she put her lyrics into her bag, swaying her head to the now soft music.
We went back to her living room and plopped back down on her couch. She slumped down, her feet stretched out and resting on the coffee table. We sat there in silence that wasn't awkward at all.
"So…" I started, but was interrupted by the door opening, Levy standing there with a bored and slightly angry look on her face.
"You okay?" Lucy looked at her from our position on the couch.
"No, that 'art' gallery was a waste of money," she replied, air quotes around the word art.
"Sucks…" I replied.
"We should do something ridiculously fun. Like something that no one would get mad or sad over. I can't stand the fact that they called shit art." Both Lucy and I turned and stared at Levy when she said that. She didn't cuss unless she really hated something, or she was really angry.
"What do you want to do?" I asked her.
She thought hard for a moment and lit up. "We should go to that fake club thing that everyone says is really great!" She enthusiastically chirped.
I looked at Lucy who shrugged, indifferent.
"Fine then, let's go. I'll get Juvia." I exited their apartment and headed towards Juvia's similar apartment. I knocked, waiting impatiently for her to open the door. The door did swing open, but instead of Juvia, Momoko greeted me.
"Is Juvia here?" I asked, smiling.
"Sorry, no. She's still with her parents from last night. They took her to their mansion. She'll be back tomorrow." She replied, apologizing.
"Oh…well thanks anyways." I replied and walked back to Lucy's apartment.
"Juvia can't go." I told Lucy and Levy, frowning.
"Yeah, actually I can't either." Levy said, rubbing the back of her head. "I forgot that I had homework." I rolled my eyes and turned to Lucy. She was still on the couch.
"Lemme guess, not coming?" I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Ding." She replied. "Sorry."
"It's fine, I'm still going. I can't go back to my room anyways." I replied shrugging them off and grabbing a bit of money from Lucy's purse, which happened to be conveniently located by the door. She grunted her protest, but I waved her off with a fake promise of paying her back later.
I walked through the quiet hall to the stairs, quickly making my way down them.
I pushed open the building doors and walked into the cooler air. I made my way to the bus stop, climbing in as the red bus came by. I quickly took my seat and the bus rumbled its way to the mall bus stop. I climbed off and walked towards the new place, Heaven's Door. Apparently, according to the population of my school, it was named very accurately.
I pushed open the doors and entered the brightly lit, multi-colored, very loud room. People milled around, crowding the place. There were normal lights, as well as a disco ball and many colored spotlights moving around. The smell of cheesy pizza reached my nose, making my mouth water. I made my way towards the pizza parlor and ordered one slice. I was given it and I leaned against a wall, watching the excitement. Music blared and there was one corner with bowling alleys, containing a crowd of people who cheered every time a strike was made. On the other side was a corner for karaoke, dance contests. In the middle, there was a mini-arcade, of course. There were tables here and there, people munching down their own pizzas at them. I finished mine and wiped my hands and mouth and then made my way to the karaoke section.
I looked at the people there. They were all smiling and laughing as they cheered on the girl who was in the middle of the group, dancing her heart out. I smirked slightly. I could see the flaws in her stance and her imbalance.
"What's going on here?" I asked a boy that I ended up next to, bobbing up and down to the music along with him.
"Dance contest." He grinned at me and turned back to the competitor. My smirk widened and I pushed my way to the front. The girl had just finished dancing to Abracadabra by Mermaid Heel. The crowd around her cheered and she flashed them a challenging smile.
"I'd like to compete." I spoke over the noise, which immediately died down. The girls face whipped towards me and she looked me up and down.
"You?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." I replied, firmly and clearly.
"Fine." She stepped out of the middle and I replaced her. I looked through the music on the MP3 player that was hooked up with the speakers. There were very good songs, all of them were something you could dance to. I decided to start with something simple. I pressed play and stood up. I was in the center of the group, my head down as the music started quietly. I listened to the beat, my head nodding slightly to it. And then the music started. I grinned as I started dancing, loving the excitement and the sensation. It was not something that you could describe. It was something so beautiful. My body twisting and turning, I felt great. I heard the cheering of the audience, but only as if they were in the distance. And slowly the song came to an end.
'Don't don't don't don't don't don't don't stop the music.' I ended my dance hands on my hips. The audience was quiet.
"That was AMAZING!" someone broke out. I smiled as the audience started cheering. I quickly drew a hand across my forehead to wipe off any excess sweat. I looked to the girl I had challenged and she glared at me.
"I challenge you back." She replied, walking to the MP3 player. She quickly picked a song. The music started up. 3 notes, slowly descending. Of course, Something by Mermaid Heel. She continued her dance, slowly and I must say, rather boringly, and eventually it came to an end. She smirked in her final pose, sending me a look and I rolled my eyes and flipped my hair behind my shoulder.
"Please. Is that the best you can do?" I asked her as I walked to the middle of the clearing of the small circle that had been made by the crowd who stared in awe as I played a new song.
'What's your name, wha-wha'ts your name…' I smirked at the crowd as I started dancing. I saw many of their eyes widen and many people, especially boys started pulling out their phones.
'Lalalalalala what's your name? What is it?' The music continued in the background as I spread my legs apart, slightly further than shoulder length. My arms crossed and uncrossed to the music as my shoulders swayed.
'The door opens and you enter coolly…' At this point, I faced away from the audience, my upper body parallel to the ground as my hands reached back. I dragged them down the back of my thighs as the boys in the crowd whooped. I heard someone whistle and my smirk grew. My body swung back around.
'What what what what what what's your name?' The song ended and I was standing sideways, my hip jutted out with my hand on it. I panted slightly as the applause broke out. I smiled at the audience and swiped at my brows. I stalked past my challenger who stared at me.
"I want to challenge you again." She stated, her voice trembling, and her eyes filled with fury. "Remember this, I am Tara and I was the best first, and it will stay that way." She strutted to the middle, looking ridiculous.
"Give it a rest." I told her, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth.
"Yeah, she's better than you. Her dance is much more expressive and, well, better, so please stop." I looked towards the voice and it was the boy I had been standing next to before I started the challenge.
"Thanks." I smiled at him. He grinned back at me and opened his mouth to say something.
"How about I challenge her instead?" another voice broke into the conversation.
All heads turned towards the challenger who had stationed himself at the edge of the crowd. My eyes widened and his smirk grew.
"What the fuck?" I glared at him.
"Don't like the feeling, huh?" I looked to Tara who was smiling smugly. "See-"
"Bag it." The boy from before cut her off, and turned back to the challenger, or, as I call him, Akira. Note the disgust
"Go to the middle and perform." He told him.
"That's where I was headed." Akira replied coolly.
"You dance? What, pathetic ballet?" I glared at him as he walked through the now parted crowd.
"That's what your dance will be compared to mine." He replied as he stationed himself in the middle. He played another song as he started his dance.
'Yeah, FT is back. Lalalalalala, lalalalalala, let's go' I watched as he started off his dance, with the same exact moves that FairyTail had used in the music video. Of course I knew this song, Miss Right by FairyTail. I continued to watch his dance as the song progressed. He was exactly the same as FairyTail, he moved the same way and he didn't mess up on the moves. How could this idiot be so good? I widened my eyes.
'She, with the long straight hair, I keep thinking about her with my eyes closed' He looked straight at me as this part was sung, dancing up to me. He tucked a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. I slapped his hand away as many people behind me gasped and whispered to each other.
'Oh baby, you got me crazy.' He ended, his hands up high. There was an eruption of cheers, mostly from the girls. I rolled my eyes as I went to the middle. I pressed play and the music started.
'I can tell your looking at me, I know what you see. Any closer and you'll feel the heat.' I started off my dance, a considerably seductive smirk on my face. I progressed through the dance, but I was sweating like hell. I felt his eyes on me the entire time and it made me nervous. Which pissed me off. Why the hell should he make me nervous? I ended my dance as I walked past him, back to the crowd.
"Well done. But you can't beat me." He smiled sweetly at me and I glared back. He made his way to the middle, playing another song.
'FT we gon' rock it drop it top it hey don't stop it pop it.' My eyes bulged out of their sockets. Like hell he could pull this off. I watched and dreaded the moment the real dance started. He rose from his spot on the ground now and started to dance. I heard many breaths catching around me as we stared at him, waiting for him to mess up. And in he went, the real dance had begun and…he had pulled it off without a flaw. His legs moved as if they were liquid, blurring so that I couldn't see them, feet ending up here and there, but somehow, even if it sounds rather messy, the dance fit together and became one of a kind. I didn't need to see anymore. I scowled as I pushed my way out of the dance group. Why is it him, of all people who could pull that off, why did it have to be him? I might have been able to stand it if it had been any other person, but not him. I stormed to the small bar and ordered a bit of juice. [A/N: I really want you guys to watch the video, check below to find the songs. This dance will blow your mind. Probably.]
The bartender handed me a glass and I stared at the liquid, swirling it in my glass. I put the glass to my lips and tipped it, letting a bit of juice flow into my mouth. The coolness of the glass and the juice had lessened my anger and I took a deep breath. I stood up and walked to the entrance, wanting more than anything to leave that place. I pushed through the doors and walked into the quiet plaza. I retied my hair back into a high ponytail and dropped it, letting it fall against my back. The cool night air felt nice on my skin and I walked towards the bus stop.
"Hey, wait up." I turned around to see that boy from before.
"Hi…?" I replied cocking my head to the side, asking him if he needed anything.
His hands went behind his black head of hair and he looked to the side before directing his gaze back at me.
"I was wondering if…Would you like to…uh…go on a date with me?" I stared at him, shocked. His cheeks were slightly flushed and he was looking at the ground.
"Huh?" I couldn't process this.
"Do you wanna go on a date with me?" he repeated.
"Umm, why me?" I asked, more than confused.
"Well…you're pretty and seem really nice. And you dance really amazingly, so I was wondering if I could get to know you better. So what do you say?" he looked at me, his eyes lit with hope.
"Ummm…I…" I couldn't reply.
"She can't." I whipped my head around to see, ugh, him.
"Why not?" the boy asked.
"She's too busy being my slave, "he replied.
"Go to hell." I told him. I turned to the boy. "Sorry, I'm in no state to date someone. Sorry." His face fell.
"Is it because of him?" he jerked his head to Akira. I let out a sharp laugh.
"Like hell. I just can't date." I smiled at him as he nodded and walked away.
I turned away and continued towards the bus stop. Only to be stopped by Akira.
"What do you want?" I glared at him.
"Come with me." He turned and headed towards the mall.
"Why should I?" I replied, my hands on my hips.
"The picture." He said, short and simple, straight to the point. So I followed him, muttering under my breath about how much of a bastard he was. He led me to the plaza in the middle of the mall. There was a large fountain gurgling straight in the middle. The lights had dimmed and no one was around since most of the shops were closed.
"You know, I can hear you." Akira stopped and I bumped straight into his back. I squeaked, stumbling back again. I glared at him and rubbed my nose. He sat down on the edge of the fountain, gesturing for me to sit next to him. I opened my mouth to protest, but the closed it, settling down a good distance away from him.
"Whatever. You were supposed to." I replied.
"Why can't you date?" he asked, suddenly. I froze and looked at him.
"Why do you care?" I asked him.
"Well, um, don't you like Jellal Fernandes?" he asked me awkwardly.
I stared up at him. "That's different." I looked towards the ground.
"Why is it different? If you'd be willing to date him, then why not anyone else?" he pressed further.
"Shut up. What did you make me come here for?" I stood up to leave. He stayed silent for a bit. The only noise that could be heard was the gurgling fountain, and in the background, you could here a few people laughing loudly. I stared hard at the ground, studying the fake, smooth cobblestone. Suddenly, just as I was walking away, he spoke.
"I bet you actually want to date me, you just can't say it. You probably like having to do that all that stuff for me." I could hear the smirk in his voice and I whipped around to face him.
"You, Akira, are someone I would never, ever date in my entire life. Not if you were the last person on Earth, not if I was going to die if I didn't. Because I despise you more than anyone I have ever met. More than my mother." I angrily told him, only realizing what I said afterwards. My hands flew to cover my mouth as my eyes widened. I tripped away from him, avoiding his eyes.
"You don't like your mom?" he asked.
"Never mind." I turn and ran to the bus stop, leaving him there by the fountain.
Gajeel's P.O.V
I looked at the people around me. They were all talking and chattering. It was awkward considering I didn't know any of them. Takara had invited me, and I, being the gentleman I am, couldn't refuse. Takara had gone to the bathroom and here I was standing by the bar, waiting for her. There was loud music blaring in the background and I settled in one of the chairs, grumbling. I continued to mind my own business until someone rammed straight into me.
"Hey!" I growled, pissed off.
"Sorry." The brunette standing by me turned to face me. "Hey, you're...Raikou right? Yeah you're in my class. I saw you getting lectured by the teacher for not having good grades." The girl exclaimed, her eyes shining brightly as she swayed to the music.
"Let's not relive that, shall we?" I mumbled. That had been a horrifying experience. Takahashi-sensei had been yelling in my face the entire time, her spit flying around. It was disgusting and scary and everything in between. The girl in front of me laughed and continued.
"Well, I have a friend who could tutor you." She said and then added on after looking at my face. "Unless, of course, you would rather be yelled at again." I shook my head vigorously and the girl laughed again. "Then meet me in front of the library tomorrow. I nodded and she danced away, disappearing into the crowd. Takara came back, and we continued to talk. She urged me to dance, but I shook my head, refusing it every time. I mean, please, who wants to be in a crowd of sweaty people? Clearly, everyone here. After a while of watching the crowd I turned to Takara and told her that I was leaving. I pushed my way to the door and burst through it, walking towards my car. The music was slowly fading into the background and I shuddered slightly. I was never going back there again.
Timeskip [next day]
I stared at the clock and groaned inwardly. School was so goddamn long. And then after that, I have to get tutored. I slammed my face into the desk, a grunt escaping my mouth as I hit the hard wooden surface that was marred with scratches. My eyes closed as Takahashi-sensei droned on and on about some shit that wouldn't help me in the future.
"el...Gajeel...GAJEEL...GAJEEEL GODAMMIT!" I jerked upwards. Takahashi-sensei was standing there, glaring at me.
"Uhhmmm...hi." I muttered. Brilliant, I know, you don't have to tell me.
"What were you doing?"
"Well, you see, I was... reviewing the stuff in my head. Yeah, that's what I was doing." I replied, approving my excuse.
"And what were you reviewing?"
"...Stuff." Takahashi-sensei sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose and walked back to her desk, settling down on the chair.
"Okay class, I am completely tired. Please, just do some homework or read. I'm going to go to my office. Lucy, you're in charge again." She sighed, her head slumping forward as she tiredly moved her arms forward, picking up her books and slowly walked out the door, stumbling this way and that. Her hair fell into her face, her eyes had dark circles around them, and she had become very thin. Did our class really do this to the teacher? Wow we must be pretty bad.
Everyone looked to Lucy, who responded with a brief speech about behaving and then pulled out a book. Tying her hair into a bun and putting on reading glasses, she opened the thick novel in front of her. I sighed and slumped forward again, my eyes closing as I fell asleep.
It felt as though I had just closed my eyes, but the bell rung, and I snapped them open again. I stuffed all my things in my bag, slung it around my shoulder and walked out the door.
"Hey, Gajeel, where're you going." Jellal whispered into my ear after catching up to me.
"Library. Go on without me." I grumbled. I turned down the hall towards the library and left a shocked Jellal staring at my disappearing back.
In a few moments, I was standing in front of the large, glass, double-doors of the library. I stared through them, at the inside of the library. To my right were the check out machines as well as the librarians' desks and office. Directly in front of me were a few couches and rotating bookshelves with the newer books. Behind that were the towering shelves of millions upon millions of books. On the right side of that, right behind the librarians' desks, were the student desks, where people could study.
"Gajeel!" I turned to see the girl from the night before. "Meet Levy! She's the one I told you about." I looked at her short, blue-haired companion, who she was gesturing to.
"That's my tutor?" I pointed a finger at it.
"Gajeel! That's rude. Well Levy and I can go, if you're willing to get yelled at by Takahashi-sensei again." She linked arms with that thing and started to walk away.
"Wait!" I cried to her. "I'll have that thing as my tutor."
"First, call her a her." She said.
"I'll…have…h-h-he-" I cleared my throat and tried again. "I'll have he…h-her as my partner." I choked out, panting in relief after getting it past my lips.
The girl paused. "Well, I guess it's a start. She pushed Levy towards me and skipped away, a victorious smile on her face.
"Hey, wait!" Levy cried. "Why do I have to help him? You're smart enough, Wendy." She ran after her friend, but was pushed back.
"Help him….or else." Wendy's tone darkened slightly, but she was still smiling sweetly. "Besides, I need to take care a Carla." With that she disappeared down the hall. Levy grumbled something about selling her to the devil before turning to me. She glared at me viciously.
"How bad are your grades?" She demanded, hands on her hips.
"Uh…" I slung my bag off my shoulder and pulled out a crumpled sheet of paper, giving it to her.
She stared at it for a long time. Her eye started twitching and a tick mark appeared on her head.
"Why…" she muttered quietly.
"Huh?"
"WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU SPELL TROUBLE?" She burst out before sighing. "Clearly, you need help. Okay…I'll help you…but, you must try to get good grades. I will tutor you for tests, so you'll have to get at least a B. In return, Takahashi-sensei won't yell at you. Deal?" It…S-she asked.
"Well, what if I don't mean to get a bad grade. What if I had a headache or something?" I grumbled.
"That's the thing. I'll tutor you so that you'll fly through that test, headache or not." She replied, brushing past me and into the library. I stared at her retreating back, and grumbling about something or the other, followed her into the library.
She settled down on one of the wooden chairs and gestured for me to sit down next to her. I slumped down into the chair, distancing myself from her as far as possible. She rolled her eyes.
"Give me your papers." She huffed at me. Her face was slightly flushed in anger, her eyebrows pointed downwards and a small pout adorning her face. She looked…well put simply, small. Everything about her made her look childish. From her height to that pout, it was all really childish.
"What are you staring at?" She snapped at me.
I dug through my bag and handed her the papers. "Grow up nice and tall okay?" I pat her head and she smacked my hand away.
"Okay, let's start with spelling. Write trouble ten times." She handed me a sheet of paper and a pencil. And after a few T-R-B-L's I was done. I handed the sheet back to her.
"WHAT THE HELL?" She whisper-screamed. "It T-R-O-U-B-L-E. You are so stupid. I don't even know why I agreed to this. Ugh, okay never mind just spell anonymous."
"A-N-O-N-…" She nodded her head, urging me to go on.
"E-E-M-S" She groaned and slammed her head on the desk.
"Quarrel."
"K-W-O-R-I-L."
"Phone?"
"F-O-"
"STOP. You are terrible at spelling. You are so annoying. You don't even know how to spell phone? I'm out of here." She huffed and picking up her stuff, she started to stomp away and out the library. I caught her wrist before she left.
She turned to face me, her eyes wide with questioning.
"I-I a…" I looked down, pretending to be embarrassed. "I did that on purpose." I looked up to see her face, red with rage, mad that I had tricked her, and mad that she had gotten tricked.
"Watch Levy. Quarrel. Q-U-A-R-R-E-L. Phone. P-H-O-N-E. Anonymous. A-N-O-N-Y-M-O-U-S. And last, but most definitely not least. T-R-O-U-B-L-E. How could I possibly not know how to spell my own middle name?" I flashed her a smirk. She yanked her wrist away from me and stormed away. I laughed as I pushed myself up and walked out the library. Oh, this was going to be fun.
Destiny: And there you go! So, have you read one of the latest chapters. Uh-huh, you know what I'm talking about. OMFG, I FUCKING SCREAMED. LIKE NO LIE, SCREAMED. And my mom yelled at me, but that's not important. Anyways, good, bad? Suggestions? Oh and I remembered that this was connected to my email, so I went to check and I found out that people followed and favorited me as an AUTHOR. LIKE WTF? Thanks to all of you guys, for following me. And I want to include them in the shout-out, if they haven't necessarily followed or favorited my story. But I don't know how to check who those people are, since I'm a total noob. So can you please tell me?
Gajeel: Noob.
Destiny: …yeah…also the songs:
Abracadabra by Brown-Eyed Girls
Don't Stop the Music by 2ne1
Something by Girls Day
What's Your Name by 4Minute
Miss Right by Teen Top
The Boys by SNSD
Rocking Teen Top
Destiny: I HIGHLY suggest that you watch ROCKING BY TEEN TOP. THE DANCE IS JUST OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG. Anyways, there we go. BFN BRUHS. Gajeel don't even comment.
Gajeel:…
