A/N: So first week of school. Ladidadida first week of hell. So much walking. I'm in highschool and the campus is 40 fucking acres. You read the school portfolio before applying "Oooh! 40 acres! That's awesome, so much space!" Then you actually have to walk it. "Oh. 40 acres. So much fucking space." But anyways, things have been really busy but I think I'm settling down haha. Sorry for the late update and I'll update the other stories later. Being in school has made me inspired to write about school.

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Erza Scarlet sat in her AP Bio class, twirling her pen in her fingers, for the first time in a while, not paying any attention to the teacher.

"What's this?" A meek voice barely projected far enough to reach the teacher's ear. She was holding a small blade-like item. Ms. Ur grinned replying,

"That is a scalpel. It's used to cut stuff."

"Can it like. cut someone to the bone?"

"Oh yes. I would demonstrate, but I am not permitted to harm students, and I certainly don't want to hurt myself."

"Ooooh~"

Damn. Erza wanted to shove a scalpel into Ultear right now.

-flashback time~-

"Hey there, Scarlet."

"Ultear...what the hell do you want?"

"Oh dear, are you sure that you should talk to someone who has something you want like that?"

"...The hell are you talkin' 'bout? Come on, take a pencil, stab yourself with it, and get to the point."

"I have records...of Siegrein."

Her red lips curled into a distorted smirk as a high pitched laugh reverberating through her throat.

"Those documents, records, all that shit the cops had on Siegrein you thought you had destroyed, I have them all. HAHAHA, HE'S UNDER MY CONTROL NOW."

"You're bluffing..."

Ultear stopped laughing and smiled so sweety at Erza, it was sick.

Icky. Yucky. Just gross.

"If you think so. But what I have, is what I have. You, Erza Scarlet, are up to believe whatever it is you want."

Ugh. Stupid Ultear and her stupid conivingly stupid words. The redhead looked up as Ur walked around, continuing her lecture.

"We will be doing a few dissections this year along with a blood type test. The dissections will be done no matter what. I don't care if you're a vegan, I don't care if you don't eat meat, you are doing my dissection. If you pass out, I will call a nurse and when you gain consciousness, you will be doing the dissection all over again...So here's a word of advice, don't pass out."

She stopped and looked at the scared faces around her, chuckling and then continuing.

"For the blood type test, you will take a needle and put some of your blood onto a slip of paper. It is tradition for the boys to go green, in fact, before this, I didn't even think it was possible for one to turn green; even black people turn green."

The mood lightened and a few students giggled under their breath.

"Anyways, tomorrow we will be taking a tour of the two chemistry and physics/biology labs, so don't forget to fill-"

The bell rang, interrupting her, and the class ran out into the hallways, crowding around like a bunch of ants.

The following day Erza went to Jellal's dorm to pick him up, but he was nowhere to be found. She figured he had gone ahead without her and gave herself a mental note to slap him silly when she saw the man. The redhead only had 3 out of 7 classes with Jellal and the first was Biology. Woohoo. They were supposed to meet in the first chemistry lab but once again, the always-mysteriously-disappearing-dude-at-the-worst-times-possible, had mysteriously disappeared at the worst time possible.

"Do not hit the emergency power stop. It is only to be used when you smell a strong sense of gas, and I do not mean when your lab partner farts, I do not care if he poops, I'm talking about the smell of gas from the outlets on your tables. Those are toxic and can kill you, thus the purpose of the fume hood. Hitting the stop may cause this room to blow up, and as much as I'm not against you all blowing up, I do not want to blow up with you, so hands off. Yes, I'm talking to you Laxus."

The blonde grinned stupidly shouting across the room, "I know what I'm doing! Cut me a break Ur, I'm on the Pre Engineering track this year!"

"Yeah yeah, save it for Makarov."

For the rest of the day Jellal seemed to be absent from school and Erza decided to give up on looking for him. During her whole lunch hour she had a queasy feeling at her core. Ultear's words had scared her. She'd never admit it, hell no, but they did. Jellal had worked so hard to stop being Seigrein. He didn't cave. He changed!

And all that...all that would be for absolutely nothing if Ultear exposed his alter ego.

It wasn't fair! No matter how hard they tried, regardless of how many hours of community service he did to repay society, no matter what, you couldn't erase his past. It was like Herpes. It was like glitter. It was like Ichiya! Stuck to you for the rest of your life.

If anyone on campus found out, he'd probably be stripped of his title as student council president. Rumours traveled fast. Especially when they were about Zeref's group. All that he had worked up to till now, would be gone in a second. She had to re-talk things out with Ultear. No matter how much she hated her.

Yet the biggest question lay at the innermost part of her uneasiness.

Where was Jellal? He couldn't...be with Ultear, right? He wouldn't, right? He had promised to be by her...right?

Erza poked at the slop of "food" on her tray. What was this shit? Moreso, from where did they collect this dried up feses of some unknown animal? As she continued her thought about dung, Natsu and Gray took a seat and stared at her awkwardly, not really sure what to say.

Was she pissed? 'Cause if she was, it'd be best to stop, drop, and roll. Just keep on rolling and rolling.

The shirtless man took a chance and somewhat initiated a conversation. "Hey, Erza, what's up."

"..."

"Come on Erza! If you're in a bad mood, FIGHT ME! Fighting always makes ME feel better. It's alright, I'll go easy on y-"

And there went her righteous fist of justiceness.

So for the rest of lunch, which was more like Biology since she was examining poop with a fork, Natsu was rubbing his face and Gray was looking for his shirt because there was a chemical reaction between his skin and Erza's "lunch".

Later that day, Scarlet walked into her 7th period class and sat herself down. She was the first one in class and from the corner of her eye she could see a dark sillhouette behind the teacher's office window made of frosted glass.

He...he looked like...Jellal!

Aqua blue hair and emerald green eyes that were piercing. The redhead got up to take a closer look, her desk being in the far back of the room, but the bell rang loudly and her AP History teacher came out of the room by himself.

"Scarlet, take a seat, the bell has already rang."

She nodded and returned to her squeaky wooden desk and chair, her eyes still on the man's figure.

Gildarts began the class and soon said, "Okay people, we have a transfer student today."

Jellal stepped from behind the door and smiled shyly.

Wait no. Jellal Fernandes doesn't smile shyly. He smiles like a wolfishly arrogant smarty yet it's a strangely cute smile.

Who was this dude?

A/N: This was so short. And ugh. And predictable. T_T Whatever. I don't even think it deserves reviews lol. (I'm kidding though. If I don't get reviews I can't write T-T) Thanks for reading through this terribly written piece of nothingness.