A/N: Hey! Thank you to all my readers and reviewers! I love you sooooo much c: And I am having so much fun writing this bwahaha.

It was her time of the month.

Regardless of what some jackasses said about her being on her period EVERY WEEK, Miss Erza Scarlet was having one bloody hell of a day. Pun intended.

She was PMS-ing herself into a mental breakdown.

The smallest things ticked her off, the things that usually ticked her off, made her explode, and the things that made her explode, well let's not go there.

And exploding Erza was not healthy for the students of Fairy Tail High. Not in the least bit.

The redhead clenched her fist tightly, her eyes twitching and her head about to burst, like a human grenade. The question was which annoying little action would detonate it.

Anger level: 99%

A teen with student dress code-obscuring, black, white, and red hair repeatedly tapped on his desk, as if there were some keyboard that no one else could see.

Stop it, stop it, stop it! This isn't keyboarding 101, this is Pre calculus, one would think you were killing bugs on that desk! Shut it!

99.2%

On the other side of the room a delinquent with sparky blond hair was blasting his music from his headphones while singing not-softly-enough.

Shut the hell up, Laxus! This isn't choir! Plus, dude, you're so off-key.

99.4%

In the front of the classroom Natsu was purposely squirming around in his seat, fascinated by the different squeaks his chair could make. He seemed restless, twisting and turning.

The chirps from his chair! Some birds were going to die. ASAP. Natsu, stop moving around before I slap you cold so you won't be able to move.

99.7%

Perhaps the next person will be her victim?

Ah, good old Gray was beast at math. Said person was shouting out answers like a smart ass, never once raising his hand. And strike, he's out.

GRAY FULLBLASTER YOU BETTER RAISE YOUR GODDAMN HAND BEFORE I AMPUTATE IT MYSELF. Seriously man, did you not go to Kindergarden? Want to say something, then use that hand before your mouth! So annoying! And put a freaking shirt on! Arrrrgh!

99.99999%

Oh boy, Gray Fullblaster is such a lucky man, escaping a hellish death by just a few points.

At this point, a simple drop of a pencil could set her off. It wasn't exactly the perfect moment for Sawako to drop her eraser, and Kazehaya to get it for her and spark a cutesy conversation.

Then, out if nowhere, a certain man swung open the doors shouting, "ERZAAA! We have an urgent meeting in the council room right now. Let's go."

Girls from her class began to "Kya!" with googly eyes, screaming, "JELLAL-SAMA!"

So in short, it was total mayhem; the level of noise, the chattering, it was all more than enough to light this bomb.

110%

"JELLAL FERNANDES!"

He looked up, and instead of seeing his cute little Erza's pretty face, he saw a desk flying at him at about 60 miles per hour. Holy shit, she certainly didn't throw like a girl. He dodged it just in time for it to miss only by a hair, and crash into the wall behind him. The teacher looked at Erza in horror before shouting, "SCARLET! Principal's office, NOW."

She scowled and packed her stuff before mumbling, "At least it'll be quiet there."

Leaving the room, Erza made no eye contact with Jellal, only brushing her shoulder against his in a rough manner.

"E-Erza..." he started, but when he turned around, she was already gone.

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She had gotten a suspension.

Just for a day, since it was her first mishap of the year. And it was perfect for her situation.

No annoying tapping. No annoying music. No annoying chairs. No annoying loud guys.

And most importantly, no annoying Jellal's.

Yet why did her heart hurt so?

Maybe she should apologize. She did throw a chair at him. And he didn't even know why.

No, she scratched the idea from her mind and sprawled down across her bed.

Apologies took energy, and that was what she was terribly lacking right now. Right before drifting off into a long awaited slumber, Scarlet heard a light knock on her door. She checked the time: 1:13. Hm. So it was lunch time. Erza opened the door, surprised to see Jellal in a conflicted face.

"Jellal..."

"Erza...Did I do something to upset you? If you don't want me to pick you up anymore, I promise I won't. Just please, please forgive me for whatever it is I did to anger you. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me, I can't stand it. I can't stand myself."

She looked at him apologetically; her poor friend was on the verge of tears.

"No Jellal, it's not your fault. Trust me. I was just...I was bit off yesterday and randomly took out my madness on you. Sorry. And...I'm uh...I'm glad you're safe. Thanks for dodging that chair."

"It was a desk."

"Right...Sorry. Forgive me?"

His mood brightened visibly, a smile gracing his handsome features.

"Of course! Oh, lunch period's almost over. Have you eaten yet? I could grab you a sandwich or something, and we could eat together. How about it?"

She smiled lightly and said, "Nah. I'm not too hungry. Plus, you'll be late. Thanks for stopping by. I'll see you tomorrow."

Jellal chuckled softly, "Alright. Catch 'ya later, Erza."

The redhead wondered to herself after he left.

Would he really catch her if she fell? For him?

But she soon pushed that thought out of her mind and resumed writing her forced "self reflection" letter about how "regretful" she was for almost killing another student. The paper wrote: "I should not have thrown that chair at Jellal Fernandes." more than 70 times.

Damn, why couldn't they do these on computers?

And then she realized that she had written 'chair' instead of 'desk'.

Shit!

So for the rest of the night, Erza Scarlet was rewriting "I should not have thrown that desk at Jellal Fernandes." while cursing under her breath innumerable amounts of times.

Exhilarating, wasn't it?

As she looked for more paper to finish her massive apology letter-or novel, she rediscovered the sticky note from the other day.

"Hm. Can dude with crazy hair put up a fight? I think not." Disregarding the threat, she tossed the thing into the trash, forgetting all about it.

The next day she returned to school, only to find Jellal's face tainted with a bunch of bandages, bruises, and fresh red cuts. She immediately ran to him, her voice shaking with worry.

"J-Jellal! What...What the hell happened to you?"

A/N: Wao~ I rather liked this chapter. I actually got those annoying classmate chiz from when I was in this stupid summer class so I could get ahead of the rest of my classmates (being the no life nerd that I am) and damn some people there really know how to annoy the hell outta me!

The Sawako/Kazehaya thing was for Kimi ni Todoke-ers. Erm. How should I explain it. Kimi ni Todoke is this cute little shoujo manga/anime that is like a total refreshing blast of air into the closet of generic shoujo shit. Kazehaya, the guy, is NOT AN EMO TSUNDERE BASTARDIC NARCCISSTIC PRINCE, so that in itself is a reason to watch. hehe.

It's a very squirm in your seat, squeal, this is so fucking cute, anime/manga. Classic, original and slow. Terribly slow. Well off topic, one of their first almost legit conversations was the eraser thing, so yeah, otaku reference.

Um. Do any of you watch Pretty Little Liars? Lmao, whenever I see Ezra...I think, Erza. Gosh but Ezra's so hot. ...AWKWARD...ANYWAYS, thanks for reading, leave a review pwetty pweese.