Lucy slid off her bag as she sat herself in her new seat of the new semester; it was perfect, right by the window. Taking out her binder for the class and a pen she waited for Mr. Justine to start class.

Clapping his hands Mr. Justine said "We are now in the final half for the year students, but don't think the difficulty of your work will change. We will be mainly working out of the book this semester; you will not have individual ones due to budget cuts, so you will be sharing it with the others who share the desk. Now take out your text book and turn to page 231."

Taking out to her scuffed up book, Lucy turned to the correct page and listened as her teacher droned on about enlightenment. It looked like it was going to yet another uneventful semester.

The next day when Lucy opened to the page she was instructed she was extremely disgusted to see that crudely drawn penises on the page. It seemed that her bookmate shared the maturity level of a prepubescent boy. With an annoyed sigh she took notes in the chapter but her resolve broke when every page seemed to have these drawings littering them. She broke when she saw that this person had manipulated a man's head to turn into the shape of a penis.

Taking her pen she jotted in the corner "Please stop drawing crudely drawn penises on the textbook." She figured this would stop the problem and went back to writing down her notes, unknowing of what chain of events she had started.

"Y they bother u?" Lucy couldn't help but feel her eye twitch at this comment. First off this person had terrible handwriting and second, he had no apparent grammar skills. While there were no crudely drawn penises, this comment still bothered her. On the opposite corner she wrote back "No, but these books are already ruined enough. Don't try to deface them anymore" and with that Lucy went back to continuing her classwork.

"True, true, hey u seem pretty smart. Wht's the answer to #3?" Well this was progress, at least he was no longer drawing male genitals on the history textbook but now he was asking for help? She suppressed a groan as she answered the assigned questions but drew a blank on the fifth one. Chewing on the end of her pen she glanced at the clock and saw that she only had three minutes till the bell rang. Deciding to throw away her dignity she quickly wrote "The answer is pretty much the entire third paragraph in the second section. But now you have to tell me what the answer is to five."

"Thks and you can find the answer to five on page 234 or somthin." Sure enough when she re-read the page she found the answer. Maybe this guy wasn't half bad, he may have terrible grammar but he was a team player, at least she though it was a guy. With a small smile she wrote in the margin "Thanks and no problem."

These little notes soon began to stem in to full blown conversations. The few that every noticed them writing these notes wrote it off as nothing. By the end of the third term they had almost become friends, despite that they never talked in the halls.

"Wht's the answer to 6?"

"Uh I think you can find the answer on page 245, it has something to do with how Europe started the movement or something. You got the answer to 3?"

"Yeah answers America, or at least that's what the girl beside me said."

"You've definitely improved with your grammar."

"Felt kinda bad with you practically writing me an essay."

"I feel so special."

"Don't let it get to your head. What's the answer to 2 btw?"

"Something about ridding the world of stupidity and coming out of the dark ages or something. You k now something, we don't even know each other."

"Yeah and?"

"You could be some creepy kid."

"Ok fair point, Natsu Dragneel and who might you be?"

"Lucy Heartfilla, and I've had the honor of using the same textbook as you? I could sell this to some of your fan girls for money."

"Please don't, he'll probably make me pay for the disappearance. And I should be amazed that I've been talking to co-head cheerleader, the famed heartbreaker."

"Ok sarcasm could you tell me what seven is then?"

"Maybe Europe and enlightenment?"

"That's not an answer."

"That's all I could see off the girls paper."

"Slacker, is that how you got half of those answers for me?"

"Perhaps."

"I'm disappointed in you."

"I'd be disappointed in me too."

"Congrats on the win last Friday."

"Only because we had the lovely support of the cheerleaders."

"Flattery gets you now where."

"That sucks, oh well and before you probably as the answer for the third question is on page 276."

"Are you physic?"

"IDK ask me something."

"Hmmm, who will I go with to spring formal?"

"You're also obsessing about that too? I expected more from you."

"Sorry to disappoint but I want to go with someone."

"Fine I predict that you will go with…..ME!"

"What? Is this some lame attempt to ask me to the formal?"

"I predict yes."

"At least ask me in person you idiot."

The next day at Fairy Tail was going to be the event that would be the most talked about and speculated thing for the rest of the year. Right before first bell quarterback Natsu Dragneel appeared at co-head cheerleader, Lucy Heartfilla's locker with a stupid smile on his face. The few of his fan girls that had been following had been the first to hear w=the news and the first to spread it. It had the whole school asking one question, how the heck did to people end up getting together when no one had ever seen them talk once.

Everyone close to the couple were as confused as everyone else. No one ever though to ask the couple though, but a few years later after they became engaged did they ask her how they had gotten together. With a straight look on her face Lucy answered "He was drawing crudely drawn penises and I told him to stop."

Everyone was still baffled.