Temptation is a Sin, Right?!
(A/N: Good morning and evening ya'all I am so excited to finally be able to post this chapter. I have decided who is going to be our Lucy's beasties. It took alot of thought and weighing but I decide I wanted to do something different than the other fanfiction I have read. Don't worry Levy is going to be in the story and become closer to Lucy but her best friend and roommate is going to be someone else. I hope ya'all enjoy the chapter. Don't forget to review.)
I do not own Fairy Tail. That would be Hiro Mashima. 😊
Chapter Two: Finally Home
Lucy gasped for breath, as her head fell back to take in the marvel before her. The demented creature she'd inadvertently stepped on lost interest in her as she sped past a seafood stand. Once she was sure that the beast was done pursuing her, she sighed and finished the trek to her new home. Her arms were sore from tugging her heavy luggage, but it was worth the mild discomfort in the end. Now a good twenty minutes later she stood before the towering monstrosity that was Fairy Academy.
The school though western in design had a gothic feel to it, with it stone walls and dark stained wooden stairs leading up to heavy looking twin red stained doors. The main hall which held the administration rooms such as, the admittance hall, the dean's office, faculty lounge, discipline council, nurses office and other stuff that didn't concern her so much. The roof to the administration hall was crimson shingledo and held up by two ivory pillars in the front, the outer walls were anot off white. A dozen or so rectangular buildings spanned on for milestablishing behind the main building, yet stopped just short of the grassy hills aptly named Fairy Hills which housed the on campus dormitories. Lucy assumed the buildings behind the admadministration build where classrooms.
The blond chewed her lip feeling a sudden sinking feeling in her gut, nervousness caused her legs to sway beneath her. This was it, there was no going back now. She wouldn't even if she could, she decided she wanted to get away and that was what she was going to do. Resolve settled over her, pushing her forward and up the stairs. Her suitcase clicked up the stairs behind her and before she knew it, she was pushing through the heavy doors and into the large room inside.
The inside of the intimidating build was alot bigger than she'd first assumed. The floors were hard beige ceramic tiles that made alot of noise when moved across, the walls though smudged with fingerprints was a calming navy blue. Lucy felt her jaw go lax as she stared up at the tiered shimmer silver and navy blue chandelier over her head. Turning in a full circle she noticed a long going straight ahead when you walked in and also to her left. To her right was a glass a tan stained door, the door she'd hoped held the person she need to talk to.
On the other side of the door she was greeted with pastel colored walls and shinny looking lightly stained wooden floors . A woman sat behind the large oak desk partially hidden by a monster of a computer. As Lucy approached, the harsh sound of the woman clicking away on the keyboard filled her ears. The woman was attractive as far as a middle-aged woman could be, her light brown colored hair that fell in long waves behind her back and her dark brown eyes were ringed by oval shaped glasses and perched on a bridge of a petite nose. She wore a fitted emerald green dress with a fuzzy ivory callored.
"Can I help you?" The woman asked without looking up from her computer screen.
"Uh-um yes ma'am, I'm Lucy Heartfillia." She visually gulped, "I have an appointment with Dean Dreyar."
The woman nodded, " Have a seat. I'll let him know your here."
The blond did as she was told, with a heavy sigh she sank into the cool chocolate brown leather chair. A sudden wave of fetigue assulted her as she made herself comfortable, reminding her she'd been awake for over twenty-six hours. Yawning loudly into the back of her hand, she stretched her legs out infront of her to relieve her sore muscles. She quickly tugged her phone out of the pockets of her faded denium capries to check the time, only to sigh as the numbers read out five thirty. She hoped to be done with the long and tedious processed of signing papers and starting her school supply shopping.
Damn! I've got half an hour to get to the manditory admissions ceremony. She remembered suddenly.
"Ms. Heartfillia." The desk lady called, "Dean Dreyar will see you now. Just head down the hall over there and his office should is the fourth door on the right."
"Thank you so much!" Lucy exclaimed as she pushed her suitcase under the large old school coatrack, "I'll be right back."
The blond moved in a quick stride down the hall the brisk receptionists motioned, her old scuffed white tennis squaking on the polished floors. Lucy cringed inwardly, silently wishing she'd found the time to buy a new pair before her a meeting with the dean. With a heavy sigh she continued her trek until reaching the dean's door. The name M. Dreyar carved into a shinny and painted over in black paint on a golden plaque on the door. She studied the name a moment more, before knocking on the door.
"Yes. Yes. Who is it?" Came a gruff yet muffled masculine voice from the other side of the door.
"Uh-um...Lucy. I'm Lucy Heartfilia and I have an appointment." She answered, her voice shaking slightly from nerves.
"Oh yes come in."
The first thing our blond heroine noticed once she entered the large office, was how hard it tried to portray it was decorated to suit and elder gentleman. Large dark wood bookcases lined the inner walls of the room, every shelf crammed with dusty looking hardback books of various colors and size. In the dead center of the room sat a large desk made to match the shelves perfectly, a beast of a computer making up most of the shiny surface, a phone off to the side with red flashing buttons and a black desk lamp. She noticed briefly the large brown leather desk chair was turned around giving her full veiw of just how expensive the leather was to make such a seat. Lucy wiped her palm on her pants nervously, unease settling in her stomach as she shut the door with a deafening click.
"You must be the impressive young woman who made the highest marks in a decade on the admittance exam, I have heard so much about." The chair turned slowly and revealed the speaker, "I must say I am impressed."
A small elderly man stared up at her with eyes the color of fresh coal, his thick eyebrows arched over his eyes in such an intimidating way. The dean was going bald at his old age, what was left of his snow white hair rimmed the outer most of his head and seemed to curl skywards. He wore an immaculate white button up dress shirt and shine black loafers, as well as an air of superiority that made Lucy all the more nervous. That coupled with the stern appraisal his stance was giving off made her want to run for the hills.
"Y-Yes sir." She answered meekly, "Or that is what my letter read."
After a moment the dean smiled at her, "Well in that case welcome to Fairy Academy, Ms. Lucy Heartfilia."
"Thank you sir." Lucy flashed him a warm smile, "Happy to be here."
"Well my dear, there really isn't much we need to do here." He said evenly, "I just like to meet the kids who come into my school. So unless you have any questions..."
Lucy shook her head.
"Then fell free to stop by Ms. Evergreen's desk and pick up your student handbook, class list, student id, and the order form for your uniform. You should have one in your dormitory waiting for you. Be sure to change before heading to the manditory freshman orientation." He stated, "You dorm room should be written in your student handbook."
"Yes sir."
"I expect good thingsign from you Ms. Heartfilia." He gave her a warm look, "If you need me foright anything be sure to come to me no matter what."
"I promise." She said meaning it, "Thank you sir."
Lucy wasted no time sliding her dormitory card key through the slot locared to the right of her designated room. The light flashed green signaling it was unlocked, she swung the door open without a second thought. The scent of a soft open breezed filled her nostrils, making her sigh contentlyrics and feel at peace. After so long on the road and sleeping on a train, the only thought that seemed to occupy her mind was sleep. Luck was not on her side as it stood, she had a little over an hour to get a shower and get ready for orientation.
The blond closed the door with a heavy sigh, before shoving her suitcase off to the side behind the door. The room was nothing too spectacular, two full size wooden framed beds on opposite sides. Two wooden desks side by side, a tall floor lamp by each bed, two small dressers and a closet she suposed she was to share with her roommate. Good thing she left all but like two of her nice dresses and coats back in her father's estate. She also noticed a door off to the side that led to the bathroom, which swung open as if on question.
"You must be Lucy."
A beautiful slender girl with long flowing azure hair that fell in waves down her back stood just inside the bathroom. Her skin was porcelain pale and hidden under their school uniform, the dark colors making her look more like a ghost than a person. Her dark blue eyes held a look of bland boredom as she crossed the room and plopped down on the bed off on the right side of the room. Lucy watched her go, unsure of what to think of the girl as she made herself comfortable on her bed.
"I'm Juvia Lockser." The girl stated blandly, not waiting for an answer.
"Nice to meet you." Lucy flashed her a quick smile before, plopping down on the other bed.
"Likewise." Juvia didn't return her smile, instead she reached under her pillow and pulled a rinkled piece of paper from under her pillow and hugged it tightly.
The blond slid off her bed onto sleep deprived limbs and stumbled across the room, retrieving a plastic wrapped uniform from the desktop. As she crossed the room, she got a good look at the rinkled paper the blue haired girl was staring at longingly. A handsome boy with thick ebony hair that seemed to spike in all directions and dark blue eyes. It was a candidate picture obviously snapped unaware to the boy, who stood shirtless and leaning against a chipped white wall. One lone leg bent and his bare foot pressed flat against the wall.
"Boyfriend?" Lucy asked before she could stop herself.
(A/N: And there you have it. Hope everyone enjoyed it. Love ya'all.)