Hi! So I've got this great idea. You may find Natsu as a dick at first (well, he has throughout this story) but he gets better I promise. Also, thank you fairychime-diamond47 for your amazing idea! It's actually given me loads to do with this story, I hope you keep reading!
By the way, the song in this chapter will be my last, I'm not a big fan of song fics but I received a review saying that you wanted another one. If you're lucky I might add one more later in the chapters depending.
Beautiful.
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There was a picture of a young girl with her parents on either side of her. It was crazy, the mother appeared to look exactly like Lucy!
She was wearing a tight fitted pink dress that ruffled at the waistline, with a corset-like strip of white going down the middle. Just above her breasts was another frilly line of white fabric that held a rose made of material, perched right in the centre. The rest of the dress cascaded away from her legs, poofing out more the further you got to the ground. Just below the waistline was a thick strip of fabric circling the dress, meeting up on the left side of her body, met with another flower made of material to hide where the two ends of the fabric came together.
...
It was only then where I took a closer look at the child. She had blonde hair that came to her shoulders, big brown eyes, and clutched a doll close to her chest. It wasn't Lucy who was the mother, rather the little girl.
"So, this is a picture of her as a child huh.."
I take one last look and then turn the page. It was a page with loads of writing, the words that struck me the most were written at the top of the page.
'This song is in memory of my loving mother'
So she lost her mother... That's so sad, she's just like me.
No, what am I saying, just because we both lost our moms doesn't mean she is anything like me! She's pathetic and weak, she doesn't deserve any sympathy!
Even still. Curiosity was burning, right then I wanted nothing more than to see what she had written.
I'm not exactly who you think I am
Trying to trace my steps back here again so many times
I'm just a speck inside your hand, you came and made me who I am
I remember where it all began so clearly
I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
And you create in me something I would've never seen
When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't believe, I hope that they see you in me
After all the lights go down, I'm just the words you are the sound
A strange type of chemistry, how you've become a part of me
And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
You're the only one who knows who I really am.
We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are.
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far.
And we're all see through, just like glass
And we can shatter just as fast
That light's been burned out for a while,
I still see it every time I pass
It was lost in the corners of my mind,
Behind a box of reasons why
I never doubted it was there,
It just took a little time to find and even when...
I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
And you create in me something I would've never seen
When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't believe I hope that they see you in me
After all the lights go down, I'm just the words you are the sound
A strange type of chemistry, how you've become a part of me
And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
You're the only one who knows who I really am
We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far
We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far
I'm not exactly who you think I am
Trying to trace my steps back here again so many times
When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't believe, I hope that they see you in me
...
A drop of water splashed on the page below me, I looked above me to see where it was coming from but realised it was coming from me. Without realising I'd started crying while reading this. It reminded me so much of my mom. And of me...
Argh! Why am I letting her get to me!? I rub my eyes dry and slammed the book shut, I get up from my desk and move around the room thinking of something to do to keep my mind occupied.
Wait.
Why didn't I realise this sooner!? I ran back to my desk and flipped open the book to the first page, the one with the picture. I took one glance at her mom's dress then focus my attention on the background. There was a large mansion looking place behind where the family were positioned, one that looked like a celebrities hotel.
Oh my god. The school nerd's rich.
I grabbed my phone and ignored the text from Lissana. I went on to our school's main web page and looked under student contacts (Dunno if they actually do this, but they do in my story!) and there she was, Lucy Heartfillia. I knew that name was familiar, they fund the school! No wonder she gets perfect grades all the god damn time.
To Lucy:
From: Natsu
Meet me behind the mall in half an hour. It's important!
And, send. I get dressed into a casual t-shirt and jeans ready to leave when I hear a ping from my pocket.
To: Natsu
From: Lucy
Who is this? And why is it so Important?
Shit. What do I say to that? She won't come if she knows it's me...
I've got it!
From: Natsu
To: Lucy
Natsu asked me to give your notebook back to you.
... PING
From: Lucy
To: Natsu
What notebook..?
I sigh. She really is stupid. She either can't remember what's in it, or she's trying to trick me. I have a feeling it's the second option.
From: Natsu
To: Lucy
Lucy, it has your picture in it.
... PING
From: Lucy
To: Natsu
Shit... Ok i'll be there, but don't expect me to stick around! Whoever you are...
(By the way, I know it says to Natsu, but remember Lucy doesn't know who this is. I did it so you wouldn't get confused. Also sorry about all the texts, needed to get them all out of the way)
I smile to myself in victory. Of course I wouldn't ring the notebook, I wanted to read the rest of it later. Maybe. If I could be bothered. Anyway, step one completed!
Step two, make her mine.