"You're a fuck boy."
The accusation was loud and clear for the entire group that stood in a circle on the patch of grass in between the main dorm buildings. Natsu tossed the frisbee to Gray, who caught it with a scowl on his face.
"I'm not a fuck boy." The raven threw the frisbee across to Lucy, who fumbled to catch it.
"Dude." Natsu looked at his roommate. "We've been here four weeks, and you've screwed five different girls."
"He's got a point." Lucy chimed in as she tossed the frisbee over to Levy. "How do you even have that kind of stamina? Don't you get tired of it?"
"There's no way it's been that many." Gray spat into the grass. He opened his hands in front of his chest, signalling for the small girl across from him to toss. Levy threw the frisbee, but it veered to the side. Gray watched the disks' movement with his eyes before running to catch it.
"Let's go down the list then." Levy said. "Meredy was the first one. Then there was the girl Mickey."
"I don't even really talk to either of them anymore." Gray shrugged. "Meredy got real weird and distant afterwards."
"The girl in your education class that came over to "study" last thursday." Natsu added in. "And whoever that green haired girl you met at that party was."
"That's only four." Gray hissed, tossing the frisbee aimlessly, waiting for someone to catch it.
"Oh great. One per week." Lucy rolled her eyes.
"See? Fuck boy."
The raven male huffed out air through his nostrils before grabbing the hem on his shirt and pulling it up and off his body. It was still hot out, and when the weather was nice, this campus got naked. Students walked around in their bathing suits to and from the river. They sunbathed on the docks, although some didn't feel like making the trip and just settled for laying on a patch of grass in the sun by their residence area. Gray was one of those students who repeatedly indulged himself in being as close to nude as allowed whenever possible. To be fair to him, he had everything and more to show off. He was in great shape, and well toned. He had a large, geometric iceberg tattoo on the right side of his chest, as well as a blue rose, decorated to look like an ice sculpture, extending from his left wrist to the middle of his forearm.
Natsu was in a similar state of dress to his roommate. His tanktop had been ditched before even leaving the building, and was now bundled up on the ground with his sandals. The white scarf that he toted with him everywhere was tied around his forehead like a sweatband. Lucy and Levy were the sensible ones. The two girls were dressed in shorts and were quite good at keeping their shirts on.
"You know how I really know you're a fuck boy though?" Natsu asked as he dove to catch the flying plastic disk. He stood, wiping the dirt from his knee before chucking it across the clearing, making Lucy run for it. "I keep a pillow and blanket in their room because I've slept on their floor so many fucking times."
"He's got a point." Levy couldn't help the amused snort that left her. "Maybe we should just lay off the partying for a little bit? For Natsu's back's sake more than anything."
"Levy…" Lucy raised an eyebrow at her roommate. "Weren't you the one who said you wanted to drink your life away because of your last exam results?"
"I'm not a math person, and yet here I am, in fucking calculus." The blue haired girl began an all-too-familiar rant. "I hate these gen-ed classes."
"Oh come on. That exam wasn't that bad." Natsu scratched the back of his head.
"Natsu, I don't mean to sound rude when I say this… And don't take this the wrong way…" Levy braced herself to catch the frisbee, and failed. She bent down to pick it up. "But sometimes I forget that you're smart."
"What the fuck?! I'm plenty smart!"
"Wow. That was some serious salt." Lucy looked towards her roommate.
The blue haired girl just shrugged. "Calculus has made me a horrible person."
"At least we only need to take one semester." The blonde sighed. She wasn't having as much trouble in the course as Levy was, but just like her roommate, Lucy was only in it because she needed to take at least one math course. "Although, I'll admit, it's not a completely awful class."
"You're a traitor to english majors everywhere."
"If you like calculus, you should take physics with me!" Natsu laughed when he saw Lucy scrunch her nose. He held his arms up in defence while the prospective english major made to whack him upside the head with a plastic disk.
"Or…" Gray picked at the skin around his nails when it became clear that the frisbee wasn't about to be thrown anytime soon. "You could do what I'm doing, change your major, and take Psych Stats."
The rest of the group groaned, having heard Gray brag about his lack of integrals on multiple occasions. Psychological statistics was a required course within the major. The real benefit to it though was that it also fulfilled that blasted math core requirement. So rather than suffering through a semester of trigonometry and derivatives, the most Gray ever had to do was plug some numbers into a Excel document, and let the computer do all the work. He tended to rub the matter into the unfortunate faces of his friends that had to suffer through it, regardless of their majors.
"If you guys need help with it, just let me know." Natsu more or less ignored Gray, instead continuing his conversation with the girl's in the group. Sometimes he did that; blatantly ignored his roommate for the pure purpose of annoying him. In all honesty, the two really didn't get along. They fought more than they agreed, it wasn't uncommon for punches to be thrown, they cursed each other out, called each other petty names. To sum it up, they were hot headed, and weren't afraid to get rough.
Eventually, they decided that their time playing frisbee had likely come to an end, and sat down in the grass to figure out what their next move was.
"Well," Lucy glanced at the clock on her phone. "We can always just reconvene for dinner."
"Hold on. Let me check the menu real quick." Levy pulled out her own phone and tapped open one of her many strategically organized apps. The dining hall on campus had its own regularly updated phone app that connected to an online menu for each meal served that day. It was a great way to get excited for a meal, think about what you wanted to eat, and the like. But with every day spent anticipating mozzarella sticks, there was undercooked, over-salted beef stroganoff. "Uh… Highlights look like chicken wings, corn bread... Meatloaf could be hit or miss. I don't even know what to think about what 'broiled mixed veggies' means."
"Wait but there are chicken wings." Natsu stopped everything, making sure to bring attention to the fact that buffalo wings where, in fact, very important.
"I'd be down for chicken wings." Insert the rare moment where Gray and Natsu agree on something. Of course, it just had to be food related though.
"Dining hall then?" Lucy made sure to clarify the plan. "Say, in an hour?"
"Hellz to the yeah." Before anyone could say anything else, Natsu was at his feet, gathering all of his stuff. "I might actually hit the gym for a bit first."
"Pardon my french for a moment here, but are you shitting me?" One blue eyebrow shot up Levy's forehead. The girl looked absolutely dumbfounded. "We just spent, what, an hour and a half outside chasing a frisbee, and you want to go work out?"
Natsu only shrugged. "Can't miss arm day?"
"Hey Flamebrain. I challenge you to a weightlifting context."
"Oh it's on. I'll outlift you any day Ice-snot."
"I don't even know what to do with them most days…."