Welp. . Here we are... how long has it been since I updated? not too long I hope. I started A level, and all I'll say is my life style is noodles and 2 hours of sleep before I have to go to school. So nothing too bad. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter! Have a good day! P.s it's gonna be short cause I'm at school, Ill.
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Chapter 9
Time: 11:00am date: 1st June **** (present) place: Fairy Tail college /university
Perspective 3rd person/ Natsu Dragoneel
To say he was annoyed would of been an understatement.
To say he was seething would've given the same result, there wasn't a term to sum up how the pinket felt.
The girl who had disappeared from his life suddenly decided that now was the time to return. And what's worse? She also schemed to ignore him, to lock her lips and kiss the key goodbye.
Had she really not missed him, not cared or even regretted leaving? The question was rhetorical but had an answer. No. She didn't.
For the first lesson, he had made several attempts to get her attention. He threw paper (never once missing where she had been, but she would coincidently move out of the way. He would bang his table childishly, causing the teacher to stop and glare, but not once call him out in a irrational fear.
So to say he was bothered by the fact that she had returned and then ignored him, wasn't something he would admit to anyone.
Throughout the years of her disappearance he had grew stronger, more handsome with sharpened features and earned himself the title of the school bad boy/ player. Always causing a ruckus, yet never falling in his grades. The teachers could hardly complain. He had something against everyone, he knew at least one of their regrets, something others would frown upon them for. It wasn't unknown about how he got to the top, he got power, people on his side. There were a few which were loyal and kept close to his side. All of them had equal power to each other, equal respect.
Right now Natsu had decided on skipping second period, finding it unworthy of his time or attention. The failure of the first didn't bode well with him, pushing him into a negative mood, a frown pulling on his lips. He was on the roof, dragging out a cigarette before throwing it to the ground and scrapping it across with his foot. He held others regrets against them, at the same time he had his regrets held against himself. Albeit, it was unconsciously held against him, but the pressure and fear was the same.
Clouding his eyes he Reyes against the metal fencing around the roof, filling his lungs with fresh air instead of smoke.
His ears twitched, picking up noise. The door leading to the stairs opened, whining as it did so. How annoying. Yes all of it, it was all too tiring. Lifting himself off the fence he release a deep sigh, cracking his neck. It was time to play his part and send fear down the spine of whoever caught him, he couldn't deal with someone squealing about him missing lesson. As he opened his eyes, his posture tensed.
Golden hair carried along with the wind.
