Hey guys! Thanks for continuing to the second chapter! How did you like the first one? Sorry, it wasn't my best, I know. Anyway, I want to clear something up. This is NOT a StiLu/StiCy fanfic, it's NaLu. Sorry for those who are big fans of Lucy and Sting, but this story will have Lucy and Natsu fall in love with each other. Maybe next time. So, it may not seem like it, but the NaLu moments are on their way soon! Without further ado, enjoy, and review!
Lucy walked up to Fairy Tail Academy with her best friend, Levy, at her side. They had known each other since Lucy had moved to Magnolia in first grade after her mother died.
"Hey, Lu, what's that?" Levy asked, pointing to the mob of students in the courtyard.
"I don't know, but I'm about to find out," Lucy replied before pushing her way through the crowd. Lo and behold, standing dead center was none other than Natsu Dragneel. When he noticed her, the pinkette winked in her direction, and I swear you could hear every girl on campus swoon. It was kinda ridiculous.
"Luce! I didn't know you went to Fairy Tail!" Natsu walked up to her. Lucy blushed as all eyes were suddenly on her. A wave of recognition passed through the crowd as they realized that she was the girl from the incident the year before- Fruit Girl.
"Um, yeah. This is the only high school in Magnolia. It's kinda common sense that I would go here, since I'm seventeen." Lucy shrugged, feeling uncomfortable with so much attention on her.
"Oh, yeah." Natsu rubbed the back of his neck, smiling. "I'm not the smartest person that ever lived."
"Fruit Girl! Natsu Dragneel is talking to Fruit Girl!" someone shouted through the crowd. Everyone started cracking up, but Lucy's heart stopped. She wanted to run and hide, but her body wouldn't move. All she wanted to do was forget about what happened. She though it had all blown over, guess not.
Natsu looked at Lucy in confusion. She looked like she was going to cry.
Suddenly, a flash of red swooped Lucy away from the group of students. "Not here you don't," Erza said as she carried Lucy away. Erza put Lucy down when they got into the bathroom, and locked the door.
"I'm so sorry Erza." Lucy was sobbing by now.
"Lucy, it's not your fault, they're all just bullies," Erza got an evil aura around her. "and I'm going to break their necks."
"Erza, that won't help anyone." Lucy sighed. "It's really not that big of a deal. I just thought everyone had forgotten, you know? I never thought that they would bring it up again this year. But, really, I'm fine. More shocked than anything, honestly."
Erza looked down at the ground and took a deep breath. "I just wish they wouldn't be so mean just because you have a job. I mean, since when is that a bad thing?" She looked at Lucy with big eyes, like a child that just asked what happens when people die.
"They're not mean because I have a job. They're mean because I'm weird, different. I don't fit into their mold of girls who don't think about anything but boys and how to get them into bed. I actually try to be a good friend, and I get good grades. Things like that are foreign to them, unless they're in front of grown-ups. They don't really understand anything, and they're insecure, so they choose to pick on someone who isn't insecure. And I'm not. So they think that I think that I'm better than them, but I really don't, and they decided to try to knock me down a peg- when, really, they're just showing their own insecurities by bullying me."
"But, I don't fit that mold either. So, why don't they pick on me?" Erza asked, suddenly interested in why people didn't treat her the same way as her blonde friend.
"Erza, when I say this, I say it in the best way possible, ok?" Erza nodded. "They're scared of you. You're too tough and intimidating for them. They don't want to get on your bad side."
"But they did, just for being mean to you!" Erza fumed.
Lucy patted her on the back. "I know, I know. But, honestly, it's fine. So, can we just forget about this and go to class?"
'Yeah," Erza sighed, opening the bathroom doors. She and Lucy high-tailed it to class, trying to avoid anyone who had been in the courtyard earlier.
Finally, they made it to their classroom, and Lucy took her usual spot in the back. Nobody sat next to her, thanks to the seating chart. This was one day she was especially grateful for that.
Gildarts cleared his throat, signaling the start of class. "Ok, is everyone here?" he asked absent-mindedly. The class nodded simultaneously, so he continued. "We have a new student today. I'm guessing you all know him already, but whatever. Come on in, Natsu." Lucy didn't hear the pinkette walk into the room, not even when he sat down in the empty desk next to her. She was too engrossed in her book to look up, or notice that the whole class had erupted in noise. She was pretty used to the noise, Gildarts didn't care what they did, as long as they didn't tell on him for dozing off in class.
"Luce, what're you reading?" Natsu moved closer to the blonde, trying to read over her face.
Lucy jumped out of her chair when she realized how close he was. He was breathing down her neck! And his breath was abnormally hot...
"Wh-what are you doing?!" She stumbled, falling to the ground out of surprise. Natsu caught her just before she hit the ground, and Lucy blushed big time.
"I'm in this class, duh," Natsu laughed.
"No, I mean, why are you sitting next to me? There's an open seat next to Minerva...," then Lucy's eyes drifted over to where Minerva was sitting. Sting was sitting in the seat next to her today, and they were making out. Lucy almost threw up. Natsu followed her eyes and smiled at her.
"I'm not huge on PDA either."
Lucy shook her head,"No, that's not it." She could feel the tears forming in her eyes again and she looked away before Natsu could notice. She buried her head in her book for the rest of class, ignoring Natsu's attempts at conversation.
So, what do you think about chapter two? Oh, and another thing, I'm not sure about Sting and Minerva being a thing so... tell me what you think about their relationship. I always want feedback, good and bad, so have at it. If this story totally sucks, tell me, so that I can try my best to make it better. No matter what you have to say, I can take it, so PLEASE review! Thank you so much for reading my story! It means a lot to me as a writer.
