Well, other than my Friday night/Saturday afternoon drama, Sunday was a very boring day, which is why I was so excited to get up this morning. But now that I'm at school, I realized that being in a semi-quiet classroom is just as boring as being stuck in my house. I sighed.
"What's wrong?" Lisanna asked. I had long since finished my assignment and was just awaiting the few people still scribbling in their notebooks.
"Nothing," I lied. As much as I love getting my emotions out of my head and into the open air, Lisanna isn't really one to just listen. She overreacts to say the least.
"Are you sure?" I just nodded my head, opening up my notebook again. I gave my poem another look-over, tracing over the 'A' on it. With one quick movement, I tore the page right off the metal spiral binding them together. I angrily crumpled it up and walked to the trash can to throw it away. When I walked back to my seat, I noticed that almost everyone's eyes were on me.
"What?" I asked shakily, noticing that the bell was going to ring in four, three, two…
I stood up with all of my stuff in my arms trying to get to my locker.
"Levy, wait!" Lisanna yelled down the already buzzing hallway. I reached my locker and fumbled with the lock while also trying to balance all of my books. Lisanna had already caught up to me as I muttered the word 'stupid' under my breath while lightly hitting the locker door.
"You need help?" she asked softly, the loudness of the hall finally dulled down.
"I'm fine," I replied, still trying to open the stupid thing. Suddenly, I felt the weight of my books taken away.
"I said I was-!"
"I'm just trying to help. Don't kill me," Gajeel said teasingly.
"Oh, it's just you."
"Just me? Okay, fine, whatever, I'm not offended." I tried the lock one more time, growling in frustration that it still didn't work.
"Is everything alright?"
"Don't ask her that, it'll just get her more upset," Lisanna interjected, coming up from behind me. I glared at her then turned back to Gajeel.
"It won't open. It's not opening…"
"Here, let me try something. Combination?" Never share your locker combination. It was one of the many rules I learned at freshman orientation.
"Uh, 15, 5, 9, 3." He thumbed through the numbers exactly how I could've sworn I did, and then pulled the lock down. It worked. He put my books on the shelf then closed the locker.
"See, that wasn't so hard," he teased, ruffling my hair. I felt my face heat up yet again.
"If you need help with anything else, you know who to ask," he stated before walking off.
"Aw, Levy-chan has a boyfriend!" Lisanna squealed.
"Lisanna! No, he's just a friend, I swear!"
"Okay, whatever you say, Levy-chan." She giggled. I had the feeling that there was no way of persuading Lisanna otherwise so I didn't say anything more.
"Can we just go to lunch already?"
"Juvia thinks this class is impossible," Juvia sighed bringing her head down to the table.
"I told you that class was too challenging," Mirajane replied.
"Nonsense, you just have to obtain the correct amount of fighting spirit," Erza said, raising her voice a bit.
"Juvia will try…"
"So, aside from boring classes and… fighting spirit, what else has happened today so far?" Lisanna asked, resting her face on her palms. There was silence. After all it was senior year for us and we were just worrying about having enough credits to graduate.
"Anybody? Okay then, I'll share first," she proclaimed happily, joining her hands together. Everybody leaned in a little to hear what she had to say.
"Levy-chan has a boyfriend!" Eyes went wide, and I figured that I had little to no chance of stopping the conversation that was about to escalate.
"What?!"
"Levy, why didn't you tell us?"
"Who is he?"
"Wait! Let her talk!" Erza's voice dominated the whole table, and the rest of the cafeteria for that matter. Their eyes all came to me again.
"We're just friends," I said plainly.
"I've heard that many times before. Not once has it ever been true," Mira said leaning over the table to look me in the eyes, for intimidation purposes I'm guessing.
"I wouldn't lie though…"
"At least tell us who he is."
"…Gajeel."
"As in Redfox?" I nodded.
"And you like him why?"
"I don't! Ugh, that's my point! Why don't you listen to me?"
"Levy-chan must like bad boys..." I then realized that there wasn't much that I could do to stop the coversation.
"But didn't he push you down on, like, the first day of school?" They all looked at me.
"Well, yeah, but he apologized and-"
"And then she fell in love with him!" They all made some sort of sound of understanding.
After escaping the clutches of my friends, I decided to head to my next class early. I realized some time last year that if I go to the library I tend to lose interest in my classes, and I gain interest in whatever fictional world I'm reading about. I sit down and sigh, partially from exasperation and partially from exhaustion. Mere seconds later, the door clicked open. I lifted my head up and saw Gajeel walking through the doorway.
"Hey bookworm, what're you doing here?" he asked, sitting down in the chair next to me.
"Just trying to get away from my friends..." I responded in a soft voice.
"Fight?"
"Ha, I wish."
"Come on, tell me what's going on." He grabbed my shoulder and pulled me closer to him, causing my face to heat up that same familiar way as when he hugged me. I thought about it for a while. I don't need to tell him, right? It's completely unnecessary.
"They think that we're dating," I said before I could even try to stop myself. I looked away from him and instead focused on my feet.
"You too?" My head shot up.
"What do you mean?"
"Loke's been bugging me all day... and he's not even my friend... What's wrong with them?"
"I think Mirajane's finally getting to them all."
"Tch, figures that demon woman would be behind all of this..."
"I just don't understand why they're so fascinated..."
"Who knows? They're idiots."
"Hey, don't talk about my friends like that."
"You started it."
"I did not." I instinctively pressed my hands to hs chest, attempting to throw him off his chair. Needless to say, I failed. He grasped my small wrists and smirked. I tried to free myself from his hold, to no avail.
"You're cute when you're angry," he said, making sure to maintain his smirk. I blushed again and stepped back a bit, only to be brought back. In all the confusion, I tripped over my feet and fell over, effectively pushing Gajeel off his chair. I was sprawled on top of him.
"You keep falling! Is gravity like your enemy or something?" he yelled, though he made no attempt to get me off.
"It's not my fault! Every time I fall, you're there. It's your fault!" I yelled back, trying desperately to keep my blush from escalating.
"Love is a brilliant flame!" I turned my head a bit.
"Loke, it's not-" I tried to explain.
"There's no need for excuses. Your secret is safe with me."
Another chapter! Hooray! and stuff.
