I have decided that since December 17th is fast approaching, the day I plan to retire from writing fanfics, I have this huge back catalog of unfinished projects that won't ever see the light of day... until now! I plan to release a few chapters of these drabbles periodically until I feel all the one I wanted to be seen have been posted. I hope you guys enjoy what could have been!
Inherited Destiny
It would seem as the great creator of Earthland knew what he was doing when he built the magically gifted Heartfilia clan and filled them with jaw-dropping, top-heavy blondes that couldn't see their toes over their enormous racks perched high on their fragile chests. These spectacular blondes were as smart as they were stunning, which meant quite a lot.
For generations, the famous Heartfilia girls have captured the hearts of many and only passed their genes on with men of exceptional value, producing more and more of those buxom blondes. The women of the clan never seemed to want for company as the family has lasted for centuries. Each Heartfilia girl after another was blessed with the gift of having Fiore's most supreme breasts.
Anna Heartfilia, one of the most gifted girls to ever grace the land, was a devout believer in the blessings laid upon their family by their god. She believed it to be her duty to ensure the survival of her kin and would do anything she needed to keep them running in the foreseeable future.
As recent events unfolded and she found herself in modern times alongside the fruits of her family's labor, she deemed now to be the perfect time to enlighten her young descendant, Lucy.
Having shed her heavy ritual robes after the defeat of Acnologia, Anna gracefully walked across the floor of Fairy Tail's guild hall in a long, flowing sundress that was baby blue in color. This of course upset many of the women in the guild as they believed the mature blonde to be flaunting her monstrous curves to all the males in the room, as a peacock would in mating season.
Walking past the lustful murmurs and ogling eyes of many, Anna smiled as she approached her last remaining family member who was seated at the bar. Fetching some jewels from the perfectly conservative pocket formed by the tight cleavage of her mouthwatering bosom, the older blonde laid it down on the bar for Mirajane to receive.
"A gin and tonic, please." Anna bowed her head as she asked for her order, a respectful move imitated by Mirajane who turned around to get to work. Anna faced her almost identical kin and smiled. "We haven't gotten much time together, have we Lucy?"
The perky younger blonde glanced at her relative's face, almost getting lost in the window to her milky jugs that wispy dress provided. "N-No, we haven't." Lucy quickly recovered, blushing from how scandalous her ancestor dressed.
Anna smirked subtly at the girl. She admired the other blonde just as much. Lucy was quite the buxom gal indeed, only the difference between them aside from Anna's more voluptuous and heftier figure was that Lucy had the gift of youth on her side. While both were the same height, Anna was much plumper than the thinner Lucy. Both were incredibly stacked though; no man would wish for the other if one was to find themselves with a Heartfilia babe in their laps.
"I suppose we should start with the basics." Anna giggled as she leaned against the bar, her right tit bunching up against her bent arm and riding up the delving neckline of her dress, nearly popping out into the open. "How old are you?" She asked.
Again, Lucy had to avert her hungry gaze. Years in Fairy Tail had rendered the poor summoner to walk the thin line that was bisexuality. Though with the glamorous Anna Heartfilia in front of her, Lucy was finding the female gender pretty appealing at the moment.
"Boy you weren't kidding about the basics…" Lucy chuckled a bit awkwardly, scratching the back of her tight ponytail bound head. "18, about to be 19." The buxom girl answered.
Anna's eyes widened in surprise at this. "Goodness. I had no idea you were so young!" Lucy's ancestor beamed happily. The older woman moved in closer, causing Lucy to shift in her seat as Anna's heavy bosom pressed into her slender arm.
Lucy gulped. "Yeah, I'm gonna take that as a compliment." She shrugged nervously, making her companion chuckle.
"This is great news indeed. I feared we were running low on time." Anna stated cryptically, making Lucy tilt her head in question. Anna was going to elaborate further on this, but Mirajane slid her drink onto the bar top before gliding away to some other patrons. "I can tell by that look in your eye that you are completely lost in my words."
"Well yeah, you said something kind of weird. What do you mean 'running low on time'?" Lucy questioned. "What does my age have to do with time?" She fired off another question, trying to piece things together before her ancestor came to a conclusion.
The older Celestial Mage took a sip of her drink, noting how good it was. "Lucy dear, you are a Heartfilia. We have certain rules in our family. You acknowledge that we are some of the most beautiful women in the land, correct?" Anna gestured to the many men trying to subtly gawk at them from afar, though failing as they could not keep their mouths shut.
Lucy blushed under the intense, hungry gazes. "Y-Yeah, I suppose so." She nodded.
Anna then continued. "We have been blessed by the mighty creator himself, Lucy. We owe him certain duties that we must fulfill. In order to keep our bloodline strong and beautiful, we must conceive before the age of 20." The time traveler revealed, causing Lucy to nearly choke on her spit.
"W-What?!" Lucy nearly cried out, almost causing a scene in the otherwise rowdy guild. "T-That's disgusting! Why would we ever do such a thing? Don't we get to live our lives?"
Nodding along to all Lucy said, Anna could understand the girl's feelings. Well, she couldn't fully understand them since Anna was always such a devout follower of their family traditions, but she could try her best to empathize. "Of course we get to live our lives, when we have children so young that lets us live out the rest of our lives doing as we pleased. All we have to do is ensure we keep a spry, youthful family." Anna pressed.
Lucy took her head into her hands as she breathed heavily. "This… this is too much. I… I don't believe a word of this!"
Taking her descendant by the arms, Anna kept her still and calm. "Lucy, do you remember your mother? Do you remember how young she looked? How beautiful she was?"
Stiffly, Lucy nodded her head. "Y-Yeah, I guess she was kind of young… but that's just because her and my dad were in love!" Lucy agreed, though not entirely giving in to what Anna was selling.
Anna shook her head in disagreement. "Her and your father may have loved each other, but your mother understood duty before all else. That is why she is no longer with us, correct?" The older bombshell calmly told the daughter of whom they spoke of. "Layla understood that our bloodline is special and that we must do all we can to ensure our survival. She truly appreciated the beauty of our clan."
Lucy felt a migraine forming from all that was being revealed. "I… I can't. This is too much…" The buxom young woman sighed heavily, her shoulders slumping as Anna's cruel ideas of family began to poison her own mind.
"I understand that this is a lot to take in. It would normally be easier for you to accept this, but you lost your mother at a young age and it would appear your father didn't last long enough to instruct you of this duty. So I will take it upon myself to help you see to the survival of the Heartfilia Clan." Anna smiled softly, rubbing her descendant's shoulders.
Lucy looked back at Anna with tired eyes. "I can't be a mom… I don't even know who I want to marry. " She revealed to which Anna gave her a coy smile.
"Oh really?" Anna nudged Lucy in her soft back with her pointed elbow. "As I recall, you were practically eating Natsu up with your eyes every time you saw him." Anna teased, making Lucy blush profusely.
Shaking her head, Lucy declined the very thought. "Oh no! There is no way Natsu's gonna be the father of my children! That numbskull can't even function outside of a fight!"
Anna giggled profusely at the other blonde's burning face. "Oh sweetie, it's one thing to lie to me and something else entirely to lie to yourself. And I'm not even going to pretend I didn't read all of the smutty erotica you wrote about a young blonde princess named 'Lacey' and her charming young squire 'Nathan'."
Gasping, Lucy felt betrayed that her own family raided her house and seemed to find only the most embarrassing things imaginable. "Y-You read my stories? Y-You ransacked my privacy!" Lucy accused to which Anna held her hands up in defeat.
"Guilty." Anna admitted quite easily, causing Lucy to nearly deflate from embarrassment.
"I just wanna die…" Lucy grumbled.
Anna shook her head and soothingly rubbed her arms. "Not on my watch. I will not stand by and let your squander the gifts of the Heartfilia women. Through my tutelage, I will usher in a new age of the Heartfilia Clan with you as my vessel. I vow that you, Lucy, shall be the matron of our new family and birth as many children as stars in the sky." Anna vowed.
Lucy grumbled, still blushing like a tomato as her own ancestor talked so epically about her getting knocked up. "Good luck convincing Natsu though, the guy is as stubborn in the ways of romance as a mule."
Anna giggled at that. "That shouldn't be a problem. Like all stallions, you need only to lead him in the direction of a wanting mare." The buxom mature woman nodded sagely before grabbing Lucy by the arms once more, this time pressing her rocking tits against Lucy's own mammoth rack, pressing those four creamy melons up against each other.
Awkwardly, Lucy tried to avoid Anna's gaze. "W-What are you doing?" She squeaked, trying not to notice Anna's pert nipples pressing against her own.
"Wow, you really are a virgin." Anna smiled gladly, proud that this was an untainted vessel. Once again, Lucy took that as a compliment as she was released from the hold. "Don't you worry Lucy, allow me to make the arrangements. You need only sit back and relax, embrace the sensation of finally fulfilling your duty to this family and blessing us with another heir."
And with that, Anna was off.
Showing the Ropes
Lucy was in a more agitated mood than usual. Her friends quickly noticed this as the guild's number one blonde walked over to the bar and plopped down with an audible huff.
"Mira!" Lucy called for the barmaid, hoping that she was hiding under the bar.
The sexy brunette sitting next to her chuckled softly. "Mira's not in today, sweetheart. It's self-serve." Cana told her, playing with the white strap of her checkered bikini.
Cana should be weary of the flimsy string as the cups of her bra were certainly carrying a cumbersome load. Of course, many in the guild wouldn't bat an eye at the exposure since the girl tended to lose clothes when she got hammered.
Levy, the blue-haired bookworm, could not tear her eyes from the brunette's fiddling and a soft rosy hue took over her cheeks. "Technically, the bar is closed. You just hopped back there and served yourself."
The buzz-searching gal smirked mischievously at the petite woman and pulled at her bikini string, making her caramel cans bounce in their confines. "Just say the word Levy and I will come over there and serve you too~" The lush told Levy.
Lucy looked between the two girls and sighed heavily. "You two should just go get a room together." The buxom blonde sighed.
Cana and Levy switched their attention to the blonde's own magnificent rack that far outshined their own. Cana's own jiggly F-cups were nothing to scoff at, but compared to Lucy's monstrous I-cups, they might as well have been nonexistent. Levy's conservative C-cups couldn't hold a candle to either rack, but they were nice enough for any man to enjoy.
"Would you join us? Looks like you got enough in those milk tanks to feed a village!" Cana exclaimed to the blonde, desperately wishing her pink tank-top disintegrated into nothing and those titanic milkers could flop out onto the bar she leaned against.
Levy was having the same thoughts as well. "Mhm, Natsu is a very lucky guy." The blue-haired girl finished by licking her plump lips.
Lucy's face soured at the mention of her boyfriend's name. The girls could instantly tell something was wrong.
"Trouble in paradise?" Cana questioned.
The Celestial Spirit Summoner shrugged. "I guess so. The horny bastard just doesn't know when to take a break." Lucy revealed.
Levy clasped her hands together. "Now things are getting interesting! Spill the beans, what's wrong? Did he cheat? Did he say another girl's name? Did you catch him masturbating?" The petite woman began to fire off questions.
"Or did he fuck you too hard? Was he rougher than usual? Or maybe he's getting too out of control and started fucking inanimate objects!" Cana listed off a few.
"What?" Lucy tilted her head at her friends' investigations. "No! You guys are sick!" The bombshell stated.
"Then tell us!" The two females said simultaneously.
Lucy crossed her arms and huffed again. "It's nothing groundbreaking, it's just I'm on my period and he doesn't understand what that means so he keeps trying to fuck me!" Lucy explained.
Cana and Levy both shared looks of understanding.
"Oh! That's what's wrong!" Cana nearly fell off of her stool. "Levy, we were way off!"
The smart girl nodded. "Yeah, I thought there was an actual problem."
Lucy was taken back by her friends' remarks. "What? It totally is a problem! I can't have sex with my boyfriend right now! And worse, he's getting all pent up and is more handsy than ever!"
The busty brunette took a sip of her beer. "What do you mean he's all pent up? Just do anal!"
The blonde beauty recoiled. "Ew, no! That's disgusting!"
"What about a blowjob?" Levy asked. "It's easy, it's simple, and he'll love it!"
"I certainly prefer that over anal, buuut…" Lucy trailed off as her cheeks grew red.
"Buuut…?" Levy and Cana probed.
Lucy scrunched her face up in an uneasy manner. "Buuut… I don't really know how. I get that you put it in your mouth and suck it, but he didn't really like it when I did it before. He says it's 'boring'." The busty blonde explained.
Levy and Cana shared an uneasy look.
"If Natsu complained about it…" Levy started.
"… then maybe you really don't know. It's a lot more than just putting it in your mouth and sucking." Cana finished.
Lucy blushed. "Yeah, don't you think I know that! Do you know how embarrassing it is to have your boyfriend say you suck at sucking dick?" She asked.
"No, not really." Cana said.
"Definitely not." Levy agreed.
"Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have told you." Lucy groaned.
Cana shook her head. "No, it's good that you told us, because now we can help!" The Card Mage told her.
"Yeah, we can teach you!" Levy backed her friend up.
Lucy looked between the two. "You two would seriously help me?" She asked to which they nodded in affirmation. "How could you help?"
"Well… on a scale of one to ten, how possessive of Natsu are you?" Cana asked.
"Cana!" Lucy exclaimed in surprise, blushing at what the brown-haired girl was inferring.
Levy nodded her head. "No, Levy's on to something. What better way to coach then from in the field with you? Besides, we'd just be sucking his dick. Not like we'd let him fuck us or anything." Levy explained.
"However, if he did…" Cana trailed off, already thinking of the outcome. Needless to say, it'd be messy in the best of ways.
"We'd cross that bridge when we get to it." Levy nodded.
The titular blonde rubbed her arms in contemplation. "I don't know guys… you'd be sucking my boyfriend's dick… that's technically cheating, isn't it?" The Celestial Spirit Summoner asked.
The other two females shook their heads. "No, just think of it as a bit of coaching! We'd be showing you the ropes on how to pleasure Natsu!" Levy persuaded.
Cana threw her arm over her friend's shoulder. "And trust me, it would take a lot more than just a blowjob to steal Natsu away from you." The brunette chuckled.
Lucy closed her eyes and her face scrunched in sheer concentration. It was taking a lot of willpower to agree to this, but deep down she knew that she could use some coaching. Plus, if Levy and Cana were right and her skills did improve, it would be very useful in the future.
"A-Alright… fine, we can do this. But just this once!" Lucy clarified. "And no funny business!"
Levy and Cana's eyes shined with excitement.
"I'll go tell Gajeel, be at your place with Natsu by 5!" Levy told the girls as she left her seat and pranced over to her boyfriend.
Cana's eyes were lured to the bluenette's flowy skirt as she strutted off. "Gajeel's a lucky man…" Cana trailed off before turning her attention back to Lucy's colossal rack. "And so is Natsu." The lush licked her luscious lips.
Lucy smiled uneasily. "I'm gonna go get Natsu… see you at 5!" Lucy removed herself from her seat as Cana's perverse gaze turned predatory.
Cana was once again treated to the sight of another girl prancing away with her flowy skirt. Just like with Levy, Cana was able to see Lucy's firm peach and licked her lips in delight, imagining what the girl was hiding beneath those frilly pink panties.
Film and Video
A myriad of hands clapping together took over the wide room full of eager high school seniors. While, as the kids call it: 'done,' with school, they were not literally done just yet.
Here, in Irene Belserion's "History of Film'' Class, these eager beavers were enjoying a rather chill and laidback class. Normally they would be scribbling down notes and such, as the alluring redhead bent seductively over a projector, reciting the notes on the board as well as the side notes in her head.
However, as the school year began to wind down and they looked to graduation, Irene knew it would be pointless to fill their heads with bountiful knowledge, not nearly as bountiful as her ponderous bosom though, when they would just throw it out in two weeks' time. So, instead of having a practical written exam, the final 20% of their overall grade of the class would be decided via a short film of which students chose their genre and had 20-25 minutes to form a story with a comprehensive plot.
So, sitting in one of the students' desk in the front row, Irene had a pencil in hand as she scribbled notes and questions on a clipboard. The motherly beauty wore her standard attire as a teacher meaning a white long sleeve blouse that was stretched to its absolute limits from the massive swell of her chest, nearly popping the top four buttons clean off the fabric. It was rather hot in her class this day, so she forwent her usual dark grey blazer and matching pants in favor of a tight black pencil skirt that hugged her wide, alluring hips and thick, powerful thighs. However, her male students were deprived of the wonderful gaze of the smooth, snowy skin of her slender legs by racy black stockings that somehow went unnoticed by the administration of the school. The woman's long, crimson hair was not tied in her usual thick braids, instead cascading onto her shoulders and back like a flowing red waterfall.
From the corners of her eyes, she could see the male population neglected the videos being played on the screen, instead choosing to ogle her up and down as if she were a statue sculpted purely nude. Tough luck for them, because she was deducting points from their grade for not showing their classmates presenting proper courtesy.
"Very good, Lucy and Levy, well done." Irene complimented the two best friends after their short film that displayed a higher level of mediocrity than the past presentations. This told the curvy teacher that unlike their classmates who cobbled together some uninspired, low budget catastrophes, Lucy and Levy took their project seriously. It was commendable.
The perky blonde and the blue-haired bookworm gave a mock bow as their uneasy smiles quickly faded away, no longer needing to feel pressured as they got their movie done with. Levy made to retrieve their flash drive from Irene's computer to the left of the white board used as a background for the projector.
As the two girls scurried off, Irene pressed the end of her fine point pend against her plump lower lip finely dressed with bright glossy red lipstick. She had just marked down a very satisfying grade for the two girls and now flipped the page with the next two presenters.
"Now, seeing as we only have time for one more, the last presentation of the day will be…" She paused, for dramatic effect and causing a wave of dread to befall the class. Let it be known that while she did snuff the final exams in favor of something that could be called more 'fun', Irene still had sadistic tendencies as a teacher. "Natsu and Cana's!"
A loud sigh left every waiting pairs' mouths as they heard the two names called. They could rest easy for another day. Their eyes collectively darted to the less than scholarly pair as they stood up from their seats and moved to the front of the class. Many snickered quietly as they saw the height difference between the 5ft 9 male and the towering 6ft female.
Just looking at the two, one could easily describe them as languorous, as Irene and the other teachers often did. They were the ones who needed to excel at this the most. Their grades were both just a mere three points away from dipping into a big fat 'F' for the semester, which would just so happen to coincide with Cana's generous cup size.
Speaking of the voluptuous brunette that was now looking at her nails, completely calm or at least masking it well enough to not seem nervous. The tallest girl in the entirety of Magnolia High School. The tanned beauty gave little effort in both her studies and in the dress code, as evident by the white blouse that had short sleeves and was tied underneath her hefty rack, exposing her fit midriff in its entirety. Even a blind man could see that her wispy top did nothing to conceal the burnt orange bra she wore, its large cups peaking over the white fabric of her unbuttoned top. Her plaid skirt rode low on her hips and was far tinier than the recommended size of a girl her height, the article of clothing couldn't even scratch the middle of her thick, lovely thigh. Cana even wore sandals, spitting on the close toed shoe policy of the school. Just as her aloof face suggested, Cana just did not care.
Fortunately for her, a runt of a pervert ran the school and disgraced the title of principal. Principal Makarov was a perv through and through, though Irene couldn't exactly complain as it let her get away with a number of things she didn't exactly agree with.
Next to Cana, her partner Natsu faired almost as well as she did in keeping a poker face. His came in the form of furrowed brows and the chewing of his tongue. He looked more annoyed than pressured. While mirroring the tanned bombshell to his right in terms of upkeep of his grades, he actually wore a passable uniform with the standard colored white shirt and khaki shorts. Sandals may have also been on his feet, but at least he kept his torso reserved.
"So… what have you two brought us today?" Irene questioned, a small sinister smirk forming on her glossy lips. This was high stakes; she could feel the tension rise in the air. It was no secret these two were the lowest achievers in the graduating class, so just what kind of last-minute Hail Mary did they bring to the table?
Irene's sadistic expression collided with the easy going, happy go lucky grins that spread across the teens' faces. Cana retrieved the flash drive from her bra, an action that caused many boys to raise out of their seats to try and sneak a peek of her bare tit. Upon handing it to Natsu to deliver to the input behind the PC tower on the desk, she crossed her arms and shifted her weight onto her right leg.
"Oh just a little movie that'll be unlike anything these losers have shown you so far." Cana stated proudly, certain that this would be her and Natsu's saving grace.
Natsu chuckled as he brought the folder application up and clicked on his aptly named flash drive named 'Flashy Drivey,' a name so childish only Natsu could have come up with it. Upon entering the new folder, there were three subfolders that had Irene and the rest of the class scratching their heads.
"HOMEWORK, Actual Homework, and Pizza Delivery Boy?" Irene questioned aloud, rubbing her chin with her pen while her right leg crossed over her left one. She leaned up in her seat, very curious as to what was about to occur.
At least Natsu had the decency to blush as he quickly clicked on 'Pizza Delivery Boy,' and clicked pause so it wouldn't start just yet. "Pizza Delivery Boy is the name of our movie." Natsu revealed.
The brunette still standing in front of the class laughed. "I sure hope you guys are ready, we put a lot of hard work into it." Cana winked.
"Then by all means, let's get started." Irene nodded her head, very eager to see just what this was. She could most definitely smell failure in the air, but she wanted to see how these two would fuck up their futures.
Mirroring her nod, Cana gestured for Natsu to start the movie before she walked over towards the door. "We're gonna need the lights off for this one." Cana explained as she turned them off.
As the movie started to play, Irene and the rest of the class paid close attention. The beautiful, top heavy teacher brought her pen down to her notes and already began to scribble something down.
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The camera opens, revealing a freshly scrubbed tile floor of a suburban house's kitchen. In the background, one could hear the distinct sound so a woman's high heels clattering against the hard floor as she made her way into the shot.
"Oh boy, I am SO hungry!" The woman said in a voice all too loud and remarkably unhuman like. As the sound of walking heels came ever close, the woman walked in front of the camera to reveal it was Cana!
Cana, dressed in a bright pink bikini and heels strutted over to the sink and placed her finely manicured fingers on the edge, bending over to look out the window just past the faucet. Her round, firm ass was pushed out excessively to present its full glory.
"Where is that pizza boy? I need a nice, big serving of sausage!" Cana whined in a high pitch, mirroring the tone of a bratty, spoiled little girl.
Then, a new figure suddenly entered the shot. Natsu, dressed in an ill-fitting red shirt and tight-fitting jean shorts that presented a large, tubular bulge in the crotch, walked behind the busty brunette carrying a pizza box.
"Did you say you needed some big, hard sausage?" Natsu asked, feigning a gruff and rugged voice to sound even manlier.
The bikini wearing babe dramatically turned around and leaned back against the counter, spreading her legs and nearly causing her a wardrobe malfunction. "Oh! There you are! Now where's my sausage?" Cana demanded.
Natsu smirked as he dropped the pizza box, revealing it to be empty. "Well, I got it right here Miss Albe-"
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Irene now stood at her desk where she angrily ripped the power cord from her PC. Anger radiated off of her in waves and her face screamed 'pissed.'
"Now just what the hell was that!?" The teacher shouted, raising her voice far louder than she had ever done in her years teaching at this school. "This assignment determines your final grade and you two chose to make a porno!? What the hell is wrong with you two!?"
Cana and Natsu were taken back, both had confusion written across their faces.
"As I recall, Ms. Belserion, we picked thriller as our genre. Were you not thrilled to see me in a bikini?" Cana confidently asked her peers, looking around the room and seeing quite a few hands from guys raise high into the air to agree with her.
"Plus, it was over twenty minutes. It was hard, believe me, I almost busted a few times." Natsu said offhandedly.
The fuming redhead stomped around her desk and over to her two laziest students. "F! Both of you are getting a F!" Irene declared to which the pair broke composure.
"What?!" Cana and Natsu both asked simultaneously. "Why?"
Irene put her hands on her temples, rubbing them to soothe the brewing headache that these two were causing. "Why? Why?! You two recorded yourselves fucking! That is beyond inappropriate! You should be glad I'm just failing you and not reporting you instead!"
"B-But I can't fail! My dad will kill me if I don't go to college!" Natsu blurted out.
Cana was much the same, flailing her slender arms about as if she was a baby bird trying to take flight. "Ms. Irene, I can't fail! My life would be ruined!
The incomparable instructor let her head fall back and she let a long, tired sigh fall from her luscious lips, not believing her own state of mind as these next words were about to leave her mouth.
"Look, I know you two. You don't care about school; you just want to be done with it." Irene noted. "However, I am not above failing students whose own stupidity is a serious detriment to their own wellbeing, so I am gonna offer you two one opportunity to earn some credit for a passing grade." She revealed.