Chapter 11:
Snowflakes.
Lucy just hated the snow. She despised the way the flakes stung her face, leaving it burning for hours.
It was one of the many things she had in common with Natsu.
Lucy sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She pushed the covers off of her and slid off the bed and crossed the room to the window, looking out, to find that snow had dusted the earth.
She moaned and plopped down onto her bottom, then let herself fall backwards onto the cold floor. Her golden locks spiraled out around her head. She stared up at the ceiling, not really seeing it.
There was a knock at the door, and she sat bolt upright and scurried into new clothes, then sprinted down the halls to answer it.
A girl with bobbed royal blue hair stood there.
"Ah, Wendy!" Lucy exclaimed. "Come on in!"
"Thank you, Lucy-san!" Wendy said, flashing her trademark adorable smile. She stepped into the house and slipped off her shoes, then folded her hands in front of her. "Natsu wanted me to give you this." She pulled a piece of scrap paper from her pocket, put it into Lucy's hand, then put her shoes back on and sprinted out.
Lucy frowned, an eyebrow raised. She held the paper to the light and read.
Dear Lucy,
Could you meet me for lunch at Mira's Café or something? Let me know when you're free
-Natsu
Lucy smiled and ran off to find a certain pink-haired someone.