Hello all you lovely readers, I hope that you all are doing swell. I'm uploading this chapter early because I've been writing a lot, and really just wanted to get another chapter out. Although, I'm thinking that I'm mostly going to uploading every Friday. And I'm hopping to upload twice a week, but I'm not sure yet.

Another thing I wanted to bring up, I know that Halloween is on the 31st. If you read careful, you would have understood that The schools Halloween fair is a week before actually Halloween, the 24th. So hopefully it wasn't confusing, but I think maybe they just read it wrong lol. And Halloween in this story is going to be on a Friday, I know I put it in a future chapter but Just thought that I would mention it.

I hope you like the chapter. Happy reading:)

I also keep forgetting to put disclaimers on here but:
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fairy Tail or it's characters.

Chapter 3

After seeing Cana, I walked to my house and luckily, to my surprise my father wasn't home. He was probably at work, or out doing something else. I didn't like to think about what he could be doing, because who the hell knows what that could be. But I walked upstairs to my room, where I spent most of my day in when I was home, anyway. I then sat down on my bed, and opened my bag and took out all of my stuff and decided to work on my homework first. I've gotten into the habit of doing my homework as soon as I get home so I don't have to worry about it later. Then, I had it all done and didn't have to worry about it later in the evening.

After about an hour or so, I was done, and I still had a lot of my evening left. I looked outside my window and noticed that my father wasn't home yet, so I knew he probably would be home until late again. I know that if he isn't home by a certain time, then I shouldn't expect him until late at night. I also knew that since it was a school night for my friends and I, that we probably aren't going to do anything, so I decided to have some fun on my own.

What else is there to do on a boring school night?

I decided to put on my television and watch some of my favorite shows. I love to ones about romance, and drama, I just find them very entertaining to watch. And when I felt my stomach rumble, I decided that I need to get something to eat. I went downstairs and microwaved some leftovers from last night and was settled. I never needed any big, fancy family meal. I never had those, not any that I remember anyway, so I never felt the need to have of the only "family meals" that I've had recently are with Natsu, but i'm usually the one who has to make them.

So I just watched my show until I noticed that the sun had gone down So I turned off my television, and I cleaned up the dishes that I used, and went upstairs to my room.

Since it was still fairly early, I wasn't too tired, so I went over to my bookshelf that's full of some of my favorite books to read. I picked the one that I was already in the middle of reading, and say down on my bed and I escaped to a whole new world.

Whenever I read, I rarely have any concept of time, so that would cause to me sometimes read for hours at a time, not like it's my fault, though.I mean, sometimes the boos is so good you just forget about reality. It was one of my favorite was to pass times, which I do often, so I just read and read until my eyes started to hurt.

When I finally was done with the book, It was quite a time later, I almost couldn't believe how much time. I was starting to get tired, finally, so I decided to try and get some sleep. So I got changed into my pajamas, and then got into bed and played down and stared at my ceiling. I tried to close my eyes, and think of sleeping, but sleep did not seem to come so easily for me.

Quiet.

That's all I heard. My house was always deadly quiet. The stillness, quietness of my house. And I hated it.

Why do I hate the quiet? I think there's many reason why someone might dislike the quiet, but I don't like it because my thoughts are able to move freely. I guess that I never had good control of that. My thoughts, that is. They just always seem to be out there, and I never know how to stop them. I don't know if has always been like that, but that's how it has been for as long as I can remember. My head starts to go crazy, and I start thinking things that make me want to scream. My head was pounding.

But then I remembered what Cana gave me.

I quickly ran to go get the bag, and opened it up. I sighed in relief at what it was.

My savior.

Now, you're probably wondering what my little savior is. Remember back when I was talking about how some people go to drugs and alcohol? Well, I so happen to be one of those people. I know, I know, I don't seem the kind. But let me explain myself.

As you might have figured out, Cana is not just my friend, but also my dealer. She deals me my stuff, and I pay her. But sometime she gives her free stuff because she's just amazing like that. Just one her amazing characteristics.

How did I get into drugs? That's a good question. I don't really remover if I'm being honest. I think it wasn't that long ago. The beginning of high school. I remember being upset, and I somehow got into an alley and a strange figure came up to me. She asked what was wrong, and I broke down a little and told her a lot, but not said that she could help me feel better. I look back and realize that she probably just wanted money and didn't actually care about me. But as we kept seeing each other, we developed a friendship. For the past two years we have learned a lot about each other.

As we got closer, she began to invite me over more, and I got to be with her more. I soon became friends with people that she knew. And she then started to bring me to parties, and I soon began to love once in awhile she would tell me about one, and ask if I wanted to come along. She never forced me to, though. She always made sure that I was safe and comfortable, and I soon came to realize that she really did care for me, and really did see me as a friend.

But now as I'm sitting here in my room,my head is in a comfortable haze, and my thoughts are familiarly clouded.. Now you would probably think that I have a drug problem. But I do not. I've tested it. I sometimes go a few weeks without any, and I'm just fine. I just feel really down, and in those weeks it's a lot harder to be my happy self. I'm a happier, better person when I have my little savior with me. Therefore, I don't have a drug problem. Right?

And what's so wrong with that? If it makes me happy, why should I stop.

I just want to be happy.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm beeping at me. Like usual, I hit it to make the annoying sound go off. One good thing about today though, was that it was Friday, which means that I just need to get through today and then I have a nice weekend to do whatever I want. I wake up pretty early in the mornings, so I have enough time to shower and get read. I quickly showered and got dressed in my bathroom that's next to my bedroom. When I was done, I packed my bag and walked downstairs. I had just enough time to put some waffles in my toaster. I tried not to be too loud, knowing that my father he could be upstairs. When he comes home late, I know not to wake or bother him. It's not like I would anyway, he's not that good of a father to begin with. The two of us rarely talk, and when we do it's never for good reasons.

As the waffles were toasting, I waked over to the special cabinet in the kitchen. This cabinet is where my dad keeps all his drinks. There's a large assortment, and I always know that there's enough to go around. I grabbed a bottle and took a gulp without even thinking about it. The burning in my throat gave me a sense of comfort. Even though I started drugs at the beginning of high school, I've been drinking for longer. I know that sounds fucked up, for a young pre teen to be drinking and getting drunk, I just had a lot of things that I had to deal with. I needed an escape. I guess I still need it.

I then grabbed my little metal bottle and poured some of it, about half way, and then poured the other half with water so that the smell and taste I wouldn't be as strong. That's a tip to get away with it, you don't want to wreck of alcohol, so keeping gum to hide your breathe helps a lot.,

Anyway, my waffles were done, and I quickly put syrup on them and ate them. I didn't have that much time left, so I basically stuffed them in my mouth before I had to run out of the house. Then, I put the dishes away and ran out the door to where my bus would be coming in a few minutes.

When I get on the bus, I went towards the back to where most of my friends say. The people on my bus usually were Natsu, Levy, Gray and Erza. Everyone else took a different bus or were driven in. Our bus just so happened to pick is all up, which was nice since that meant that we could all be together on the bus.

"Did you all study for the history test today?" Erza asked us, probably wanting to somehow start conversation. Me and levy both nodded, saying that we have indeed studied for But Gray and Natsu had a totally different reaction.

"We have a test?!" They Both yelled in surprise. The three of us all shook our heads. How could they both be so oblivious of their school work. Although not all of us are in the same class, we have to same teacher because we're all in the same grade, so we more than likely have to same assignments.

"You two are idiots." I laughed.

"Don't compare me to that idiot stripper." Natsu groaned.

"What did you call me?" And then, like usual, the two of them were back to fighting. Even in the early morning the two of them always found something to fight about. I think I have seen those two fighting more often than not. But even though they fight all the time, we all know that they are really good friends, do get along sometimes. Even if that sometimes is really rare.

The bus ride to school doesn't take too long, since we do live fairly close. So we all usually either talk, or when we're too tired to, we go on our phones for most of the time. Most of the time we only talk for a quick minute and then I plug in my headphones and escape the world for a good couple of minutes.

I guess that sometime in those few minutes I fell asleep and was dreaming. What I was dreaming of was very confusing, and I don't know what it means. I don't really remember what it was about but I'm used to having strange dreams. They usually Include memories of my mother. Of the happy times when I was younger. But lately, the dreams with my mother have been less and less. And I'm my dreams, I can barely see any of her features. Like I'm forgetting what she looks like.

Other times, my dreams are filled with these little creatures. These little creatures aren't usually bad, but sometimes I will have a nightmare including them. If anything, they are more annoying than weird. Or I just wake up and have no idea what I had just dreamed.

I got woken up by a speed bump, which caused me to hit my head on the bus window. It was not a way that I wanted to wake up, and I could have sworn that a bump was formed on my head. I looked out the window to see that we were already at the building, and all the students marched out of the bus.

The school I go to is called Fairy Tail high. I always thought that it was such a strange name for a high school, and our mascot was a fairy as well. That always made me laugh, because whenever our school teams went down jeers to play, the other teams would laugh at our fairy. But they wouldn't be laughing for long because we would always beat them. Then we were the ones laughing.

Overall, our school was very nice. Although, sometimes the students went a little crazy. Especially at special school events, and a lot of the time the teachers would have a hard time settling us all down. But the funny thing was, that the principle would sometimes even him us in the excitement.

Our principal was very nice, and treated us all as his children, and respected us. He was very short, but don't let that fool you. Principle Makarov was very respective, and all the students did what he said. Most of the time, that is.

Anyways, as I was going through school I was trying my hardest to get down all my notes as usual. But at one point when my teacher gave us some free time I starting thinking about Halloween. I know that I promised levy that I would go to the school fair thing, but I wasn't looking forward to it. I'm sure that I'll have fun and all with my friends, but I just wasn't in the mood to dress up, either. I'm not a big dress up person. I just don't like pretending to be something that I'm not.

But since it's still the beginning of October, I had some time to get a costume. Levy said that we would have to go shopping for them soon, because Apparently if we wait too long, all the good costumes will be gone.

Other then that, my plans for Halloween day and night were still open. I'm guessing that my group of school friends are going to ask me to do something, which I will gladly accept. But I knew that I would really love to go to Cana's party. Knowing her though, the party will last all through the night till the next day, so I'm sure that I'll be able to make some part of it.

As I was thinking in class, I saw that I got a text message from her. She said that she wanted me to meet her up where we usually do. I guess she already has plans for us this Friday night.

I wonder what she has in store this time.

End of Chapter 3

That is the end of chapter 3! I actually don't hate this chapter lol. I think that the plot is starting to finally come into action, which is good. I think that In most longer type fanfictions, and even books, it takes some time for the plot to develop, so just give it time.

And I'm actually so happy with how its turning out. Like I've mentioned before, I actually have a good portion of this story already typed. I just need to proof read the chapters, and Finish up.

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Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I'll talk to you all next time:)