GUYS I AM SO SORRY! I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SOOOO LONG!
The reason why I was absent for such a long period of time was because, mostly of personal reasons like family complications and all that jazz. What also contributed to this was crush problems.
Which I've been thinking of giving my crush a Valentine gift on Valentine's day. Do you think it'll be appropriate? More than likely, I'll mess that plan up somehow so ^_^" Also, it might help with me trying to get my feelings across so yeah! That should be great :D
Also! A guest reviewer had asked me when I would be updating this fic; more than likely, I will try and update the same days as the Fairy Tail manga updates- either Thursdays or Fridays. And if you don't see an update on those days, then probably over the weekend! :D Hope this helps!
Anyways, how was your holidays? Any requests you guys want to see in this fic? I'll try my best to include them! :))
Let's finally get on with it, yes?
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. Just the plot for this story and how I manipulate the story line ;)
Notes: Thoughts
Chapter Twelve
.:Integrate Day: 1 Part 3:.
"Ticket ma'am!"
Erza blinked. What was I doing? Feeling something in her hands, the redhead glanced down, finding that her right hand had occupied her passport. Darting her eyes from the flight attendant to her hand, Erza stiffly placed her passport in her coat pocket. Chuckling awkwardly, she checked her left coat pocket for her ticket.
"Erza let's go!" Lucy shouted, waving her hand up high and smiling. She had passed Erza and was now on the other side, waiting in the hallway between the plane and the building. Erza gave a sheepish wave and continued to find her ticket. Touching some sort of paper, Erza smiled in relief when she felt it.
Extravagant archways and gothic ceilings much like the ones you would find in the Harry Potter movies were all over the place. From around the corners to the details in the painting frames, everything was in pristine condition, despite the object's age. The walls were much similar to stone and brick but was more of a flat rock, both smooth and not jagged enough to pose any harm on anyone. Occasionally, there would be a few school posters hung ranging from school sports to student clubs and group activities. College posters were also hung, advertising their many activities and scholarships that were available.
"Stuco school, eh?" muttered Gajeel, glancing at a poster from Princeton University. "Tell me about it," Gray responded. The raven-haired man already felt like he was a ticking time bomb from just walking in the hallways. Just the sight of this school is already making me hate it, he thought, occasionally darting his eyes from wall to opposite wall. Money, money, money.
Rounding a corner, Porlyusica led the pack of males towards a hallway, taking a sharp left and pausing in front of a large doorway. Stopping, she turned around and sternly gave a glare, "Gentlemen. This is where we part our ways. Albeit I know that you can handle yourselves-" Here, Laxus and a few other boys scoffed, snorting and shaking their heads with a chuckle, "-but, this is your only warning; if I catch anyone of you handling any of my girls in a manner that is disrespectful, sexual and/or is offensive to them, I will give punishment, no matter the cost."
Glancing over the group of boys, Porlyusica noticed that no one bothered to falter in their expressions. Most faces were full of stoic-ness while others had a mask of strength, but were sweating under the woman's stare. Porlyusica sighed and smirked, "Well, now that I have established what I needed to say, welcome to Fairy Tail Academy gentlemen."
Knocking on the wood, the doors opened.
A swell of multiple fruity, sweet fragrances blew through, followed by the sounds of screaming. The screaming was the kind where it was rabid fan-girls, not ones of crying and despair- thankfully.
As Makarov and his fleet slowly approached the interior of the auditorium, the screaming escalated in volume, sending some of Makarov's students to wince and cover their ears.
The auditorium was in an old-fashioned, Victorian-styled theater, much like the theater where Abraham Lincoln was assassinated in by John Wilkes Booth as sad as the memory was. There were two floors of seats, all in ruby-red cushions and crafted metalwork and in distinguished rows of twenty. The ceiling had a replica mural of Giovanni Battista Tiepolo's Allegory of the Planets and Continents and an extravagant chandelier was hanging right in the middle of said mural. Up on the second floor, there were seats off on the side walls and banners were hanging from the bottom of them. Most of these banners said "Welcome Gentlemen!" or "Hello Magnolia High!", which surprised most of the guys. On the first floor, there were several rows that were empty and reserved for Magnolia High students.
But, the men didn't notice such architecture or any of the details above. What immediately caught their attention was the number of females in the large room. Almost every seat was filled with girls of all ages and sizes, ranging from freshmen to seniors- all skinny, round, cute, nice and curvaceous figures. Most of the girl's attentions' were on the parade of Maggie High students, but some were talking to their friends and others that were'n't focused on the boys were way too excited for the arrival of the assembly team.
"Whoa!"
"Look, look! The guys are here!"
"Cool!"
"Kyah! How wonderful is this!"
Heaven, the guys thought. A perfect haven! As the guys proceeded to their seats, their faces formed into relaxed expressions and most of them drifted their way to their seats in the front of the room. Yet, most of the guys didn't notice the group of girls sitting in the middle of the seats who were smirking silently to themselves. Our plan is in action, they collectively thought together.
When the student council of Maggie High had seated in their reserved seats towards the front, a few girls from the sides walked to them holding white sashes with the roles of a mandatory student council. Makarov stood up from his seat when the five girls approached him. "Mr. Makarov?" the first girl spoke, "As Porlyusica-sama's orders, we'd like to give your student council these sashes as a form of identification from our school." Makrov smiled, "Why of course!"
Smiling in response, the girls nodded and shouted the various positions.
"President!"
"Vice-President!"
"Secretary!"
"Treasurer!"
"Historian!"
The guy's student council perked up, looking at the girls that were previously talking to their principal. Noticing the sashes, they put two and two together and all of them stood up to their designated sash. Thanking the girls, Jellal placed on his white sash as well as Natsu, Gajeel, Gray, and Laxus.
"Do we really need to wear these?" Natsu asked Jellal. The tattooed teen shook his head, "Do you really need to ask that?"
"Yes." the pink-haired teen said, deadpanned. The blue-haired man sighed, "Whatever, let's just get back to our seats."
When the rest of the student council sat down, the lights were beginning to dim and soon, the auditorium was in pitch-black darkness. "Let the show begin," muttered Laxus, enthusiastically.
Yes! The time for the two awaited student councils will clash finally! XD Oh god this is great!
Alright! One chapter done, more to pre-write and get over with!
Also, for those of you who don't read the author's notes up above:
-UPDATING SCHEDULE: Thursdays or Fridays, and if there isn't an update then, over the weekend! :)
-Anything you all want to see in this fic? Leave a review or an idea you like and I'll see what I can do!
-I'm thinking of giving my crush a Valentine gift on Valentine's day? A good idea or not? And any advice on how to get my feels across to him?
So! That is it for this update! And guys, I'm writing the next few chapters ahead right now, so now I'm gonna update on time finally! :D Great!
Review, ne?
~LuckyLifeSmile :)
