Chapter 10: Mira's First Attempt.
So, Hi everyone! Sorry I have been gone for so long! I had hoped to be much further in this story by now, but life has different plans for us. Oh well. I hope that this chapter is acceptable for the time y'all have waited.
October 1, 2014
(Lucy P.O.V.)
It has been five days since the conference between my father and the principal. After the short notice meeting, Dad took me home but ignored me -not much different from any other day.
It had also been five days since everyone of Natsu's -now mine- friends found out my last name and what my family did for a living. At first, they all had been a little hurt that I hadn't told them and wanted to know why but after I had explained that I had wanted them to like me for me and not for my name, they had understood. I could tell they were still a little hurt but they accepted it. I could still hear Erza's response to my reasoning and I still felt gratitude for the friends I have made.
Now I sat in front of my vanity mirror fixing my hair and makeup, preparing for a day at school (an surprising activity, you know, after the meeting about my behavior last Friday). About three minutes ago, Natsu had sent a text telling me once again I was not driving myself to school but he was. Honestly, I might as well sell my beetle. At least that way it might be used!
My fingers played with the soft curls I had made of my hair as I waited for the call that my ride was there. I studied my reflection a little to make sure I hadn't made a smudge with the little eyeliner I put on. That was one lesson I had learned from my mother long ago.
When I was little, I went to her bedroom as she was getting ready for some Gala event or something and I wanted to know what was in all the little tubes and bottles on the table in front of her. That was when she told me about makeup. Women don't need makeup. They only apply it in little amounts for fun. Or when they are old to hide un-sightful blemishes. But that was the thing about mother. She never needed them. Not even on her death bed. Her skin still glowed magically.
"Ms. Lucy. A Natsu Dragneel is here to escort you to school." Capricorn announced, peeking his head into the bedroom.
"I'll be down in a moment." I replied clearly.
When he had left, I stood from my chair and smoothed the white tank top I wore. I grabbed my cardigan and bag, then walked out to meet Natsu. As I descended the staircase, my boots scuffed on the steps. It was so oddly quite that I could hear these sounds. On a normal morning, there would be so much hustle and bustle around the house that I couldn't really pinpoint one sound. Now it was all I could hear. It was very disturbing.
"Lucy." My father called.
That was why. He was actually home this morning.
Slowly, I approached the office I knew that he would be sitting in. Inside the small room, I saw him looking in a book on his desk already dressed and groomed for the day. He spoke to me without looking up.
"You are to come straight home today. We have things to discuss."
"Yes sir." I found myself saying.
He pushed the book into the corner of his desk and rose from behind the desk, all in one fluid motion. He buttoned the buttons of his jacket and walked past me. Without even looking at me.
And just like that, our communication for the morning was over.
However, I stayed where I was. Looking into the warden's office.
Why had he become this man? What happened to the father that would sit to have tea parties with a little five year old girl? The man that would laugh with mother in the late evenings, the one that I occasionally caught dancing in the living room with no music? The once ever so romantic?
"Lucy, Where are you? We gotta' go!" Natsu shouted into the large house, dragging me from my disappointments.
I sighed heavily. Impatient as ever.
"I know, I know. We have to go." I drawled, leaving my father's office and walked to the front door. As I came out from behind the staircase, I saw Natsu roll his head toward me.
"Really Luce?"
"What?" I stuttered, pausing just in front of him.
"Do you always have to be late?"
"I wouldn't be late if someone didn't insist on driving me."
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(Mira-Jane P.O.V.)
I have been brainstorming for what seems like forever now; trying to think of the perfect way to get those two cute high school students together. Those two teenagers that didn't seem to notice the special connection they held. I refused to give up until they saw what they had.
One faithful morning, a splendid idea blasted into my mind. A kissing Booth! It was perfect really. A simple, innocent intimate touch could open the floodgates of their secret feelings and emotions. Getting the booth was very easy, just sell it as a way to support a school program and anything is approved nowadays.
Now on this fine Wednesday morning, I stood in an empty hall decorating a wooden stand with brilliant red hearts, puffy plastic lips, and tiny little footballs. Visions of how perfect my plan was flashed in my mind sending electric shocks of excitement through me. I was so absorbed into the euphoria of the thoughts as I absentmindedly dumped confetti and glitter onto the stand and the floor around it that I didn't hear the school security approach me.
"Oi, Librarian!"
A deep disgruntle voice drew me out of my mind and into the present. I looked up from the stand to see the school security guard about five feet from the glitter zone. He was staring over with a face of revulsion with his hands on his hips. Blonde hair stood in short spikes, mostly poking out from under a flat black hat. Under the hat, his eyebrows were furrowed and I noticed a lightening shaped scar over his right eye. This man was also one fit man. Muscles bulged under the tight shirt he wore and his strong arms looked as if they could rip the sleeves. He was really cute. Hot.
He also looked very familiar. Now, what was his name? Larry? Roxas? Lane?
My finger tapped my chin as I tried to name the tall blonde brute in my line of vision.
I know it couldn't have been a tough name, and I know I know it.
Maybe he was a senior when I was a freshmen in high school? I thought back to the fuzzy memory of a crowd of senior boys that I once chased when I was young. I saw boys with brown hair and some with black and a few with blonde. Some were bad, with the tattoos and were sneak out for a smoke behind the gym. Some were good that liked to study in the library during study hall. And then there were the athletes.
This had to be why he looked familiar. After that one year, I dumped all those friends that I would skip school with and practically stalk guys with. I focused on my studies and taking care of my little siblings. I never took time for a great social life. If it wasn't for the childhood friends that had always been there for me even through my rough patch, I would never had any fun in school.
The man switched his weight from one foot to the other and a new annoyed look passed onto his face. It was then that I noticed that I was rudely staring at him. I removed the finger from my chin and glanced back at the kissing booth, deciding it was best to straighten up rather than trying to remember who he was. But then I couldn't help but wonder why he had pulled my attention to him to begin with.
"So, why have I been graced with your presence?" I asked sweetly, as I flicked some confetti to the side.
For a moment, the question was followed by silence and I thought he wasn't going to answer but then he opened his mouth.
"What is this?" He demanded with a wide gesture with his arm.
"A kissing booth." I practically sang with glee.
A very loud, disbelieving groan escaped the blonde man. As a result, I tried to fry him with my eyes. However, unaffected, he covered his face with his hands.
"Grandfather just allows everything nowadays." He mumbled from behind his hands.
It was then that I knew his name. Laxus Dreyar. Really should have known that sooner. He was the one I had been mostly impressed with back then. He wasn't anything to special, he was just unique. He never got into trouble really, just listened to his music and minded his business. He wasn't very studious either. Like I said he stuck mostly to himself. He did, however, have a small group of friends that always hung around everyday and Laxus would have an indifferent look about him.
Even back when we attended the school, Makarov was the principal and it was big news to me when I heard that Laxus was related to him. I remember back then thinking it must suck living with the principal and not getting away with anything.
"Want to be the first customer?"
Laxus looked merely shocked that I asked him that. He kind of puffed up in an angry huff and stalked away. A soft, light giggle passed my lips and I went back to my decorating.
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(Lucy P.O.V.)
"All I'm saying is-"
"I don't care. I'm right about this."
"No way is Gray Fullbuster better than me in anyway!" Natsu sneered and gave me a sideways glance.
"You just don't want to admit that you're not perfect at everything." I joked and stuck out my tongue.
"I'm better than that pool toy." Natsu mumbled under his breath.
I burst into a fit of laughter and Natsu gave me a short, lethal glare before turning his focus back to the road. I laughed a little harder. As soon as I got in the car this morning, he told me about the latest Natsu/Gray competition. This time was a match to see who was better at balancing a ball on their head. If you ask me, it was stupid but messing with Natsu about the fact that he lost was very much fun.
"Fine, I'll show you I'm better than him! Today after school."
"Okay but this time, don't let the 'sun' get in your eyes."
By this time, Natsu had pulled into a parking space and we were pulling our bags out of the backseat. As I reached for my bag, the fine leather slipped from my fingers. Natsu had already grabbed it and pulled it over his shoulder.
"You know I can carry that myself." I protested.
"With all these heavy books? I don't think you can." Natsu teased.
"Give me my bag."
"If you can catch me!" Natsu challenged.
Before I knew it, he was racing toward the school building and I was yet again chasing him like a nitwit. Even with the weight of two school bags to slow him down, he was incredibly fast compared to my out-of-shape body. By the time I reached the entrance doors, there was a stitch in my side and I was out of breath. Then inside the building, I couldn't see the pink haired male because of all the students loitering in the hall.
"How can he disappear so quickly?" I gasped. I walked through the crowd of people, looking occasionally for Natsu when I saw the trophy case they keep near the guidance office. Inside was a picture of last years' football team and a few miscellaneous plastic gold medals. But what I was interested in was the picture with a certain pink haired friend.
"Oh yeah, that's how." I mumbled. I took a deep breath and leaned against a row of lockers.
"Lucy?"
I turned my head to see Levy approaching with a worried expression.
"Why do you look so tired?"
"Natsu stole my bag."
"And naturally you had to chase him." Levy sighed while taking her place beside me on the lockers. "Will you ever learn?"
"Nope." I laughed.
"So what are we doing today?" Levy questioned as we began our walk toward our first class.
"Mr. Heartfilia finally wants to talk about the other day." I scoffed.
"He's not going to take you out of school, is he?" Levy asked, her voice very shaky. She stopped walking to give me a very panicked look.
I looked at the ground and anywhere that wasn't the sad blue haired girl by me. I couldn't tell her no, but I also couldn't say yes because even I didn't know what he was going to do. I wish I didn't have to worry about it so much but I wasn't ready for all this to end.
"Come on, help me find Natsu." I exclaim, trying to temporarily forget about the current situation my home life was in.
Levy shook her hand then flashed a bright smile at me. She took off running ahead of me, shouting at people to move and shoving the others while I quickly followed.
"Natsu!" Levy shouted.
"Natsu!" I echoed.
….
Levy and I followed the crowd toward the cafeteria during our lunch hour just like any other day. Once inside, we would meet up with Natsu and the gang. But today, something was different. People were clustering toward one side of the hall before the cafeteria, making it impossible to move forward.
"What's going on?" I asked, turning to Levy to see if she knew anything.
"I don't know." She murmured.
Levy stood on her tip-toes to attempt to see over the crowd but was unsuccessful. She also tried jumping but the only thing she achieved was making me laugh. The tiny girl glanced back at me with an unamused face but it changed almost immediately.
"Let me climb on your shoulders!" She proclaimed.
"No way!" I shrieked back. There was no way I would be able to keep her held up there. She moved around too much.
"Come on Lucy!"
"No!"
"Why not?" Levy whined.
"Do you see these puny shoulders? Yeah they have trouble holding a school bag for too long. How do you expect them to hold you?" I gave her a stern stare as I dragged out the sentence hoping it would sink in.
It did.
Levy's head sank and she stared at her shoes. I felt terrible for telling her no, but really we couldn't do it. We would end up on the floor in a tangled mess; like a pretzel.
"Maybe we should just ask someone.." I trailed out the thought testing the idea.
Levy glanced at me with a new wonder and ran down the hallway without an explanation or anything. For just a moment, I wondered what she was doing. Just one.. or two moments, then I returned my attention to the growing crowd. I tried the tiptoeing thing like Levy did but I probably couldn't see anything more than she could.
After waiting for a few minutes, the curiosity that was crawling inside me had had enough. I needed to know the answer now. So instead of waiting for Levy to return with whatever popped into her mind, I started slowing moving around people. It was difficult and I was making little progress but I was getting through. The closer I got however, I began to notice something. The further I got in, the less females I saw. The only people I was seeing was guys. I paused for only a moment; too scared to stop long (who knew what was happening). Another thing I was noticing was a lot of shining pink and red in one particular spot.
I fought the crowd to get to the odd pink explosion and when I got there I was more than surprised.
I saw Mira-Jane smiling and talking to a few guys. All who had money folded in their hands.
"Mira?" I called out above the buzz in the area.
"Lucy! Oh my gosh! Thank goodness you're here!" Mira squealed as she rushed over and grabbed my arm. In my ear, she whispered. "Can you watch the booth for me? I REALLY gotta pee." She even did a little dance as if I needed further convincing on the subject.
"Sure." I agreed.
Mira sighed in relief than moved out of the way so I could walk behind the very glittery pink wooden stand Mira-Jane had sat up.
And I still didn't know what she was doing here.
"Hey, Mira?"
"Yeah?" She asked, spinning around to look at me.
"What is this?"
"A kissing booth, Silly!"
"What? Mira! Don't leave me here!" I screamed, but it was to no avail. Mira just kept pushing past the crowd of boys, ignoring my pleas. Soon I couldn't see her anymore, just green bills, beefy hands, acne covered faces, and puckered lips.
"Please don't take long!" I cried.
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(Mira P.O.V.)
Step two complete. Now for step three. Shaming Natsu until he goes over to 'help out' with the cause. Now where would I find him? There was only two places that a teenage boy like him would be. The cafeteria or the football field. Well most likely where ever there was food. I snuck around the guys that was at the booth and walked into the cafeteria. It only took a quick second to spot the wild locks of pink hair that belonged to my special friend, and in no time at all, I was standing beside the large group of friends.
"Hello Mira-Jane." Erza greeted around a bite of strawberry cake.
"Hello!" I sang. I gave a polite smile and wave of my hand before turning my attention to Natsu who was stuffing his face with various questionable foods. "Have you been by the kissing booth yet?"
A spray of food erupted from his mouth and landed all onto Gray's face. The raven haired boy's face turned red from anger in less than a second.
"What you do that for!?" Gray yelled.
"I thought your face needed an improvement!" Natsu teased.
"I'm gonna pou-" Gray started, standing from his chair and Natsu quickly doing the same.
"Boys. You're not doing anything stupid, are you?" Erza asked, not even looking at the two.
"No ma'am!" they shouted and sat back down.
"Ah-hmm." I cleared my throat. Natsu forgotten that I was there and looked back at me.
"Kissing booth? Have you been?" I repeated.
"Why would I go to the kissing booth Mira?" Natsu questioned with a highly confused face; it was almost adorable.
"Because it's to get your football team new equipment!" I whimpered and pouted my lip out. Big teardrops welled up in my eyes. Playing my vulnerable side to get what I want.
"Natsu! What you making Mira cry for?" Juvia cried, releasing Gray's arm and running over to me and hugging me tight.
"I'm sorry Mira! I'll go right now!" Natsu shouted and ran away as fast as he could.
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(Levy P.O.V.)
I returned to the crowded corridor with Gajeel Redfox in hopes that I could sit on his shoulders to see over the herd, but when I did come back everything had a form of order.
"Where is the curiously crowded event you were talking about?" Gajeel snorted, looking down at me.
"It was here five minutes ago!" I Snapped.
"Well it's not here now."
I puffed up in mild anger and turned away from him. I stared into the less rambunctious space and began to think. Maybe it wasn't as crowded looking as it was but there was definitely something still going on.
I marched toward the center or the place everything was happening, without Gajeel.
"Ah Levy, don't be mad." Gajeel laughed.
"I'm not mad." I retorted, stopping long enough to look back at him.
Gajeel laughed a little more and walked casually to follow me. I rolled my eyes and continued to what I could now see as a giant red and pink explosion. When I got closer, I could see the words 'Kissing Booth' above a white painted wooden stand that had been covered in red glitter, confetti, and heart cutouts. What surprised me the most was the blonde girl I saw under the sign.
"Lucy?" I shrieked in disbelief.
Lucy had just kissed the cheek of a tall, brunette football player and sweetly waved him along. When I called her name, she looked over at me with a face of relief.
"Oh thank god! You have to help me!" Lucy pleaded. She ran over and gripped my arm. " Mira-Jane abandoned me here! You have to go find her!"
"Okay! Okay, okay!" I agreed." Just please let go of my arm!"
Lucy slowly released my arm and I nodded to her to let her know I was going to help her now. I turned to Gajeel and gave him my most serious look.
"Where would she be?" I asked.
"Who?" Gajeel said, pretending he hadn't been paying attention.
"I know you know who!"
…
Gajeel and I searched the library first since she kind of worked there. When we didn't find her there, I sent Gajeel one way and I went the other to cover more ground. I told him to text me if he found her. Of course he complained about me ruining his free period but I think he had nothing better to do and that's why he did it.
One by one, I looked in every possible place Mira could be. As I was walking around the office, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I dig it out only to find a text from Jett. Instead of answering it, I just put the phone away.
"Where could that she devil be?" I whispered.
I looked at my watch to see how much time was left to lunch period and freaked when I saw we only had ten minutes to find Mira. I was gradually growing impatient. I walked down the hall thinking of where she could be yet I couldn't think of anywhere else to search. Finally, I gave up and called Gajeel.
The phone rang five times before he finally answered me.
"What?" he answered.
"Have you found her?"
"yes."
"Where?!" I yelled.
"She's in the cafeteria." He spoke calmly.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Gajeel didn't answer this one. He sat quietly on the other end. Then I felt a buzz on my cheek. I pulled the phone away to see what it was. Gajeel had finally sent the text.
Mira-Jane in Lunchroom.
"You're an asshole." I mutter then hung up. With a long exhale, I make my way to the cafeteria. But not before making a promise to punish Gajeel.
…..
After a while, I found Mira and I took a breather to sit beside her and get some answers for my questions.
"Hi Levy! It's been so long!" Mira shouted and gathered me into a long.
"Hey Mira." I greet.
After she lets me go, I take a deep breath then look at her squarely.
"What's with the Kissing booth?" I asked.
"Oh, isn't it just brilliant? I came up with it last night." Mira squealed excitedly.
"Um sure. But why?" I pressed.
"Because a innocent kiss can be so much more." Mira answered with an evil smirk.
I thought about it for a moment but it really wasn't making much sense. Why would Mira need a kissing booth? She was too old for any high school student. Unless she was hoping for a teacher but that would be very weird. Nothing was connecting. Until I thought about poor Lucy who was stuck there until Mira came back. Then the night that Lucy came to the bonfire a few weeks back came flooding into my mind.
"You thought that if Natsu and Lucy shared a kiss they would realize they are more than friends." I said rather than asked if it was true.
"Isn't it the best idea?" Mira asked, a bit too high pitched.
I looked around the table to see everyone else's opinion. Juvia looked away from Gray long enough to agree with Mira then went back to Gray. Erza joined my dumbfounded look, and the boys pretended not to care.
"Mira. We know that this is your special skill and all, but do you really think this is a good idea?" Erza asked, looking Mira in the eye.
"Why wouldn't it?" Mira pondered, her eyes glistening over.
"Well, do you really think one kiss out of hundreds is really going to matter?" Erza pointed out.
"Plus what if she kisses someone else and they both feel something?" Juvia interrupted suddenly.
"Oh no I hadn't even thought of that!"
"I don't think that'll happen. When I saw her, she was just giving them a kiss on the cheek."
But by the time I said this, Mira was already running for the door.
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(Lucy P.O.V.)
Where was Mira? She said she would be right back? She should know how awkward this is! Slowly, I was making my way through the waves of guys but it was like the line had tripled in size since I got here. One at a time I would take their dollar, give them a kiss on the cheek, then send them away. Sure some of them complained about the rip off but I shooed them away eventually with my boring talk on mathematics.
"Luce? What are you doing here?"
I turned around to see Natsu standing beside me. "Mira made me stand in for her. What are you doing here?"
"Mira told me to help out since it was for the football team." He smiled.
I smiled back at him as he took a spot behind the booth. The next guy walked up to the booth and I went back to my cycle. With there being no girls, Natsu just stood there waiting for something to do.
"Why do I have to be here? All the guys want you!" Natsu joked.
"You want some?" I asked. I looked at him and saw he wasn't liking just standing around.
"No, I'm not taking your customers." Natsu pouted.
"It's okay. You don't have too."
I picked up the megaphone I found earlier and flicked it on.
"Once in a lifetime offer! A chance to kiss Natsu Dragneel! Just one dollar!" I shout into the speaker.
I put the device down then turned my attention back to Natsu. "See?"
….
The bell rang above, letting us know it was time to return to class. The mass of people in front of us slowly dispersed and Natsu and I finally got a break. And Mira finally returned.
"Thank you Lucy. You're a saint." She sighed then flashed a great big smile. Then to Natsu she added: " Natsu, did you help?"
"Yep! I got..." Natsu trailed off as he counted the woad of cash he had in his hand. "fifty-eight dollars."
Mira smiled at him and clapped her hands together. "That's good! Now go on, go back to class!"
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(Mira-Jane P.O.V.)
I walked around my beautiful creation and picked up a round pink football. Then I placed it down and sat on the floor.
"I'm going to have to try harder." I sighed.
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(Lucy P.O.V.)
It was the last period of the day and I was mindlessly copying notes of the board when a phone rang in the classroom. The sudden noise caused a ripple in the classroom as it jolted awake half the class. Mr. Conbolt left his podium and went to answer the ringing phone.
"Lucy Heartfilia. Grab your things. Your father is here to take you home." He called out.
Fear clinched my stomach and my lungs felt like rubber as I stood up and collected my notebook and bag, and walked out of the classroom. My mind whirled with a million thoughts as I moved along the halls toward the front entrance. What was he going to say?
The only noise in the hall was the clicking of my boots and the swaying of my bag. Occasionally I would pass a classroom where a teacher was preaching loudly. Nothing to big. Nothing to distract me from my father. Well until I heard a male voice screaming at a student. A few moments later said student came strolling into the hall, still laughing about something. It was Natsu.
I had paused; standing perfectly still. I hadn't told Natsu about what my father said this morning. I hadn't told him how scared I was.
He was standing with his back to me, most likely still watching inside the classroom. I prayed he wouldn't turn around and see me as I tried silently crossing the hall to a stairwell that would take me downstairs. It was only twenty feet from where I stood. Luck please be on my side.
Placing on foot in front of the other, I began the long pace toward the doors that could save me. My eyes stayed on the mess of pink hair.
Please don't turn, please don't turn.
However, I guess since I was staring so hard or the fact that my boot just scuffed the floor, Natsu turned around.
"Hi, Luce. What's up?" He called and ran over.
My palms started to sweat and I gulped nervously. "Hey, Natsu."
He stopped right beside me and looked at me strangely.
"Lucy. Why do you look so nervous?"
"Oh, it's nothing big. Just an emergency at home. See you tomorrow!" I explained and ran as fast as I could. My worries were temporarily forgotten as I made my way downstairs and through the office. That is until I got outside and saw Capricorn waiting for me beside a black BMW. Then the weight of fear returned to my stomach.
….
The car ride home seemed longer today than any other day. It felt even longer than the time Natsu drove me home for the first time. The entire ride my mind jumped from the endless possibilities of punishments my father could come up with. By the time I arrived in front of the Heartfilia mansion, the sleeves of my cardigan where wrinkled and twisted beyond repair and my bottom lip practically had a hole chewed right through. I took a deep breath before climbing out of the car and into the house.
Inside Virgo took my school supplies and told me Mr. Heartfilia was waiting for me in the study. Mindlessly, I wandered through the foyer, behind the staircase, and into the pristine study where my father was sitting behind his desk, fingering through the book from this morning. I stood in front of his desk and cleared my throat, letting him know I was in there with him.
"Lucy."
"Father."
\ "It is time we discuss your behavior at school."
I didn't answer him this time. I knew there was no reason too. He would just silence me.
"You have been skipping classes. Breaking school rules. Letting your grades slip to a B. And, it's all because of a boy." Jude started.
"It's not.." I tried protesting only for my father's hand to stop me.
"You are the heir to the Heartfilia family. You are to behave as one. I will not have you parading around and ruining our name then our business." Father stood from his seat. " So to solve any problems, Starting next Monday, you will be attending the fine institute of Magnolia Academy. A strict all girls school. Every morning Capricorn will drive you to school and will pick you up every evening. You will devote your after school hours to your studies and on the weekends you will have private lessons at home. If , and only if, you complete your studies, you may visit your friends. If your behavior does not improve, I will sell your car. Do you understand?"
The air stopped in my throat as I sank into the leather chair opposite of my father. A different school? A chaperon? Private lessons? Is this his way of grounding me? What was he thinking?
"Answer me Lucy."
"Yes sir." I wheezed.
After I gave my reply, Jude returned to his seat and shuffled through a few loose papers.
Father looked me in the eye. "This is for the better. Here you will learn how to grow and take over the Business when I retire. And you still get to attend a real school."
I gave him a puzzled stare. Since when did he play the considerate card? I didn't believe it existed in the Jude Heartfilia deck.
"I believe that is all. You may excuse yourself now."
Conversations with dad never did end well or politely. They just..ended. He absorbed himself into whatever was on his desk and ignored the fact I was still in the room.
When I felt I could finally stand, I got up and made my way upstairs. All the way to my room servants would ask if I needed anything or insisted that I get something to eat but I ignored all their calls. Just went into the large lonely space and sat on the edge of my bed. I dug my phone out of my pocket and thought about calling Levy to let her know like I promised but I didn't think I could talk right now. My throat still felt like the Sahara desert. So instead I sent a brief text.
Transferring schools.
After I pressed send, I laid back and awaited her reply. I didn't have to wait long. Two minutes later my phone vibrated and I saw what Levy had to say.
What?!
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