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"CLASS TRIP"

The two words that seemed to be as prominent as ever today. Spring had finally broken the patterns of frost and snow, flowers sprouting from the patches of grass that stuck out from the melted white blanket that once coated the ground. And although it seemed too early for a class trip, hardly any of the students minded the chance to leave their cages.

The homerooms had gathered together into several groups, each one given a letter, corresponding with the letter on the room number.

My group?

Group B.

Nothing too special, right?

WRONG!

A numerous amount of my friends seemed to be piled into this one group. Levy, Mira, Lisanna, Gray, Juvia, Erza, Gajeel, but most notably out of all of them Natsu. Being able to recognize a few faces was all I wished for, but the genie who heard must have been feeling extra generous and gave me these dorks. I even noticed who I assumed to be Jellal hanging around Erza, and Laxus with a green haired boy clinging to his arm. Part of me felt terrible for Mira, but at the same time the two looked adorable.

Though when I noticed Mira glance in their direction, she was barely shaken, in fact, she her eyes seemed to indicated she was happy with this change of pace. Knowing Mira, this could only mean another one of her ships. Lisanna was also conversing with Mira. Juvia was still racing after Gray, and although Gray seemed terrified, I could tell that he didn't mind this attention. Then again, the shrieks coming from Gray said otherwise. Gajeel and Levy appeared to be getting along, though Gajeel was using Levy's head as an armrest and Levy's expression seemed to further warrant Gajeel's teasing. It amazed me that the two weren't a couple.

Then there was me, amidst the initial excitement of everyone being here, my heart was still racing at the fact that Natsu was going to be on this trip.

Oh yeah, the trip. Each of the 5 groups were each going on a different and excitable trip decided at random by the principal and vice principal that was performed a few months back. Group B had decided on going to - wait for it - a ski resort. Though I was already completely over the snow, the destination hardly mattered.

We could be going to a jail for all I cared, this trip was still going to be 3 whole days of freedom.

"Kids! Please calm down!" someone tried to shout, but his voice was drowned out by the chatter of the 50 or more students.

"Kids! Please be quiet!" The voice tried again, failing once more at the daunting task of gaining the attention of angst filled teenagers.

"STUDENTS! SHUT UP!" The voice yelled out, disrupting the conversations between students. Each student's head cocking towards the direction of the voice. A rather short looking teacher was now at the center of attention.

"My name is Makarov, and I will be acting as your designated teacher," he explained, his voice now warm yet sharp, reminiscent of Natsu's voice. Throughout this entire ordeal, Natsu had been standing with me, filling the silence idle conversation.

"As you all know we will be heading to the ski resort for our trip," a few kids groaned, though I swear I could hear a single "Yay" from across the crowd.

Makarov ignored the students clear boredom, continuing on, "Before we get onto the buses, I need to get you all into groups."

The students cheered, sending each other looks which seemed to say "You're in my group". I myself part took in deciding my group members with glances, staring at Levy with a smile. However I almost didn't notice an unmistakable warmth find its way to my hand. I didn't need to look down to know that Natsu had just grabbed my hand. My face warmed and, on impulse, I squeezed his hand, recognizing this hand holding as Natsu's way of adding me to his group.

Above all the cheering Makarov yelled, "Chosen by me."

Groans filled the room as I squeezed Natsu's hand tight, refusing to let him go. To my surprise he tightened his hand around mine as well. He's been acting strange recently. He's been quieter ever since... It bothered me to see him so...how do I put this... Un-Natsu. I mean, he was normal at school, but at home I noticed how little by little he just seemed to draw himself out of reality. Makarov somehow was able to line all of the students up. He started counting off each student, numbers counting off from 1 to 10. There's no way we'll be in the same group. Yet for some odd reason, instead of resorting to rationality, I didn't move. Slowly, Makarov began approaching us, closing in on the last few students. When he reached us, the word "six" which was supposed to be directed at me got caught in his mouth, his eyes directed to our two hands intertwined.

He smiled, gesturing to both of us, declaring we were part of group 6, but not before muttering something about young love. My face quickly turned beet red, but the internal pandemonium going on inside of my head was paused by Natsu,

"Hey Luce, looks like we're in the same group," he smiled his lopsided toothy grin which I swear at this point should have been copyrighted.

I quickly smiled back, going along with his attempt to discard what had just happened.

"So...ski resort...not one of the school's best ideas," I said, trying my best to fight through the awkwardness and anxiety I was going through. CURSE YOU SMALL TALK!

"I wish we could've gone to that beach resort Group C is going on..." Natsu frowned, "I've had enough of the snow," he pouted.

I giggled at his stupidly adorable self, doing his stupidly adorable things.

"That reminds me, did you pack your winter coat," he asked, "I am not having you get sick again, and I am definitely not going on another b-" he choked up on the word bus, is usually slightly tanned skin tone turning a pale green.

"I remembered!" I said gesturing towards my suitcase.

"Aaand Lucy brought a suitcase on a 3 day trip," Natsu sighed, tugging on the ends of his drawstring bag.

"Look! Ok, I can never decide what to wear, so I just packed a few outfits," I attempted to explain to him.

"Since when did you start caring about the way you look," he asked, my cheeks brightened, for I already knew what the answer was.

"Since I started realizing how dumb I look when I don't," I forced out half heartedly. Sure it was true, but there was a bit more to the story.

"You don't look dumb," he said nonchalantly, and yet something on his face made it seem like he instantly regretted it. And I swear I heard his say something along the lines of "You look pretty," but then again it could've been my imagination.

A voice sliced through my stupid thoughts, "OK NOW GET INTO YOUR GROUPS!" Makarov yelled, pointing to different locations in which the groups should gather, group six being closer to the buses.

The people in group six were me, Natsu, Gray, Erza and the young girl who helped us out at the doctor's office. Her name was...Wendy? I had no idea she went to our school, much less that she was in high school.

Small World.

"I have to be in the same group as the pyro-freak?!" Gray exclaimed.

"Sorry Luce, but I think I should transfer to one of the other groups, anywhere there is less Ice Prick around," Natsu was about to walk off when Erza grabbed the back of his hoodie, pulling his back.

"You aren't going anywhere! You guys need to stop fighting, and I think that this trip is the perfect opportunity to help you to get along! So you are staying right here!" The redhead declared.

Natsu crossed his arm in annoyance while Gray simply rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," Gray forced out.

Immediately after, Natsu smirked evilly and I could already tell that an evil plot of his was brewing.

"Gray, don't be like that! C'mon, give me a hug!"Natsu said all too playfully as he started to near Gray with open arms.

"AAHH! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Gray shrieked, running in the other direction.

"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THE HUGS OF THE PYRO FREAK!" He yelled back as they ran laps around the buses. I rolled my eyes, as the two ogled at each other.

"Erza, you're not doing anything to stop this?" I asked.

"You think I'm going to stop this?! The sexual tension could be cut with a knife!" she said with a camera held up to her face, pointed at the boys. I giggled as Natsu returned with Gray smooshed between his arms.

"LET GO OF ME YOU ASSHOLE!" Gray yelled out, sending eyes in our direction, but I doubted anyone cared.

"Fine," Natsu said as he begrudgingly released Gray from his grasp.

"Looks like I'm going to have to spend my time keeping you guys in line," Makarov said as he neared the group.

"Sir, I promise it won't happen again," Erza said bowing, but something about her showed no remorse in not stepping in.

"Right, I'm sure..." Makarov forced out sarcastically, "Anyway, you guys will be riding on Bus 6 with Group 5. You ladies can put you suitcases in the compartments on the lower half of the bus and then get inside." We all nodded, making are way on the bus. I in particular had a big dopey grin because the other half of my friend group was bunched into Group 5.

Natsu's face puffed up, turning a light green shade as he hung over the open window ready to ruin any unsuspecting bystanders outfit.

"Natsu, the bus hasn't even started!" I cried, unprepared to sit next to a ticking vomit bomb, ready to explode.

"I don't get made at you for hogging the bathroom, deal with it," He said, his voice like water that was being swirled around.

"Natsu, would you like some ginger?" A cute, light voice asked. My head darted to the direction of the voice while Natsu's head just lazily nodded in its direction. Wendy was housed in the chair in front of us, digging through her back. "Ginger usually helps with motion sickness," Wendy continued as she shuffled through her belongs until finally striking gold. Ginger gold. Natsu's head perked up as he nodded, nearly stealing the bag with ginger supplements from Wendy's hand and scarfing it all down.

"Why did you have ginger on you," I asked.

"Oh, I sometimes get a bit sick myself, but it's never as severe as what Natsu's experiencing," Wendy explained. Already, Natsu had returned to normal, smiling with his signature grin,

"Thanks Wendy!"

"No problem," she replied.

"Now I can finally go to sleep," I said, resting my head on the comfortable seat. The school really does go all out on these trips. They even get coach buses. Just as I was about to doze off, Natsu said far too loudly,

"Lucy, there is no way you're sleeping on this bus ride." As he said that he started shouting at the top of his lungs, "99 BOTTLES OF BEER OF THE WALL! 99 BOTTLES OF BEER! TAKE ONE DOWN, PASS IT AROUND, 98 BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!" As he started singing, I hear a majority of the bus join in to the out of tune screeching that filled the bus. I pulled my hands over my ears, but it was no use, for they just started yelling louder. Not to mention, the facilitator of the orchestra of shrieks was sitting right beside me. I just have to wait until they get tired. They can get tired, right?

98 bottles of beer later and the shrieks had finally started to die down. I sighed, relieved that I could finally get some sleep, as I tried my best to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

Unfortunately, the bus didn't seem to accommodate to my needs, forcing me into trying countless amounts of awkward positions, before my eyes fixated themselves on something. My last hope. I looked to my right to see Natsu's shoulder, practically begging someone to lie on it.

Without a second thought, my sleep deprived self rested its head on his shoulder, my eyes drooping downward. His unusual heat compensated for my lack of a blanket and his warm scent intoxicated me even more. I shifted my weight towards him, quickly becoming more comfortable by the second. I peeked on of my eyes open to see a red tint forming under Natsu's nose. Adorable idiot.