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Dear Journal,

I want to crawl into a hole, and live there for the rest of my life.

I'll have to live off of the bugs in the dirt, and possibly be forgotten by society.

I'll find a way to somehow bring my computer down there so that I can still watch anime.

Then I'll bring you down there with me so I can record my life as a gopher. A blonde gopher.

For now, maybe I should just BANG MY FREAKING HEAD AGAINST THE BATHROOM STALL'S DOOR!

I'm very tempted to do it. I'm studying the door right now. How would it look with my blood on it?

Okay, so now, everyone who reads this (and there better not be anyone) will think I'm suicidal.

I'm not.

I've just made myself more excluded from life than I thought was possible. And how is that possible you ask? (Who's asking?)

Well…

It started with lunchtime.

And that's not a pleasant start, since I forgot to pack myself a lunch. I was too busy all night with my anime and manga and such. (I also found this really awesome website that has FanFiction on it…I got addicted to it).

So, I have this part of me that's looking forward to it and all…because of Natsu.

The ashajdjsdjfklad guy. Yeah, him.

I go to the lunch line, and try to find out what we're going to have.

It's ramen, by the way….I think. It has SOUP and NOODLES (?) so that's the safe answer.

Cana and Levy are sitting at a different table than yesterday's.

To get to that table, you need to WALK RIGHT BY THE A-CLASS table. You can see where this is already going, right?

So, inside, I'm FREAKING out about walking past Natsu. Because he's an anime guy come to life.

Like your favorite Vocaloid singer (mine's is LEN, by the way) come to life.

Or the ideal guy from an animated show you had an irrational crush on coming alive.

Well, anyways, I'm approaching Cana's waving hand, and Levy's tiny wave (everything about that girl is small) when my foot somehow catches on the leg of a table.

Already, I can feel myself tripping, so I bring my foot out to catch myself.

I succeed.

Unfortunately, my food doesn't stay upright with me.

The bowl of ramen is slipping off the tray, and I can only watch.

I've never been one for cat-like reflexes.

The whole bowl slips off, flips in midair, and crashes onto someone's lap.

And just as I'm thinking that it's the end of my life, I SEE who I actually dumped my disgusting lunch on.

And then it becomes the END OF THE WORLD!

It just happened to be…oh, I don't know…NATSU DRAGNEEL! THE Natsu Dragneel! THE ONE WHO'S SUPPOSED TO BE THE MOST POPULAR GUY IN THE WHOLE FREAKING SCHOOL!

And his face says he can't believe what just happened.

His face looks up at me, and his mouth is hanging open. A clutter of emotions crosses his face, and he finally settles for "surprised".

Natsu stands up, and the ramen bowl clatters to the floor. His pants are dripping with the nasty soup, and I can smell the acrid odor of the food.

Oodles of noodles are dropping from his lap as he straightens to his full height…which is taller than me…

Finally, he looks directly at me, his mouth opening to say something.

And I'm sorry, but even with the most horrid, vile-smelling stuff all over his pants, he still looked pretty ashajdjsdjfklad.

And before he could even SAY anything, I open my BIG mouth and say…

"I've got it now! You're a bishie!"

His face slackens, and he's confined to saying, "WHAT?"

"A bishoujo! A guy in animes or mangas that's totally HOT!"

And then I realize what I'm saying…to a guy…the most popular guy…to Natsu Dragneel.

Silence is the only thing that's around us before the whole school erupts into laughter.

Lisanna, who had been sitting right across from him, was shaking from laughter as she hiccupped, "You look damn HOT wearing those noodles on your lap, Natsu!"

Her comment coaxes another round of laughter from the school's population.

Only Sue and Natsu's die-hard fangirls are growling and muttering obscenities to me. I'm just really glad I couldn't hear what they were saying.

Over to the side, I can hear Cana laughing her head off.

"Oh my-hahhahahaha! A guy who's…who's totally HOT!"

Levy's trying to calm her down, but I can see her shoulders shaking with silent laughter as well.

Natsu's staring at me like I'm the freakiest, strangest, and most revolting person in the world.

"Way to hit the category of CASANOVA with the geeks, Natsu!" Gray calls. The whole football team is cracking up enough to explode on the spot.

And that's when it's too much for me.

I try to run away…

But I SLIP on the soup that's spilled on the ground.

Snickers arise around me as I scamper to get up.

Finally, I succeed (after getting enough soup and noodles on me to make me stink like a barn), and now I'm here.

Writing the whole situation down, I feel like I really SHOULD just go live in a hole.

Maybe I should just start digging right now. Even better, I should just dig until I reach the other side of the world.

Although, I bet I'll just end up spilling food on another hot guy there, as well.

Someone's coming in.

Oh, it's Cana, it's not like she can DRAG me out of here.

All right, she broke the bathroom stall's door down, and dragged me out of there.

Then, Levy and she spent a few minutes drying me off.

I sniffled a few times.

"Damn, would you STOP crying?" Cana growled, "Especially since that was THE most HILARIOUS thing that happened EVER."

Levy nudged her in the ribs. "It's all right, Lu-chan."

I really doubted that. I'm pretty sure that Cana finds someone Tazing another person funny. So if my little "stunt" is hilarious, my whole life and world as I knew it would BURN and ROT.

I can't really deny the fact that I'll be the center of attention now.

I really, really wish I could.

But I just spilled ramen over Natsu Dragneel in front of the WHOLE football team and CHEERLEADING squad. So no, denial is out of the question.

"There, done," Levy announced, throwing the last tissue away.

I sniffed my sleeve…and gagged.

Cana took out a perfume bottle from her bag and sprayed some of the aromatic liquid over me.

I sneezed.

My clothes and I now smelled like Taylor Swift's Wonderstruck.

I sneezed again.

"Relax," Cana scoffed, "You now smell like a GORGEOUS celebrity."

"Thanks."

No time for stuttering right now.

For the rest of the day, Natsu had to wear his gym shorts.

He avoided me in the hallways.

At least I'm being noticed…but in the wrong way.

I should train myself to have better motor skills.

Signed,

Lucy

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