Random person's pov

Mr. Clive sat in his chair behind his desk with his feet on the table. This was normal but the only difference was that he was knocked out asleep with a newspaper draped across his face. He must of had a hard night playing booze keep away with Cana, his daughter. Chuckling inwardly I turned to plunge into my friend's conversation but was stopped when a loud doorbell sound echoed through the room. Over half the kids in class threw their hands to their ears, I was one of them.

Next followed a harp that played a dreamy melody. I felt drowsy. Some other kids were already asleep. A flash in the small door window caught all of our attentions, ever Mr. Clive seemed to be waking up.

Slowly, we watched as the door handle turned. The door opened silently wafting in a pink mist that covered a form in its foggy grasp. We were all amazed at the presentation, but it was interrupted by a fit of coughing.

Gradually the mist like fog lifted revealing a blonde haired girl wafting away the pink stuff. She breathed a deep breathe and finally turned to look at us. Her gaze read 'deer caught in the head lights'.

Some kids stared in awe, others turned their heads and cracked snippy comments, few gave her flirtatious looks including Sting and Loke, and then there were the one or two that just didn't pay her any mind. I on the other hand could not tear my eyes away.

The class stayed silent for a while, unmoving until Clive cleared his throat and shot a menacing glare at the newcomer. "Who are you?" He asked a bit annoyed. She instantly snapped to attention though it broke as she stumbled over her words. "That entrance was quite the show..." Clive drawled losing patience. "Um… About that I am soooo sorry I disturbed your class. I'm brand new here and I was running late, my spirits woke me up late. I freaked over the time but the let me pass through the spirit world just for today so I wouldn't be late. I didn't think that it would be such a distraction. I am sooo sorry again." She said in one breathe. Her head lowered in shame. Boy she had a pair of lungs on her but her head hanging did her no justice.

Clive looked as if he only caught part of it, as his face showed utter confusion, irritation long gone. "Umm...so you're new?" He questioned unsure. "Yes, let me introduce myself I'm-" she was cut off by a sharp voice,"No one cares Hon, now run along before you cause more trouble." Few murmured in agreement with her. " I can't leave this is my first period( A/N as determined by a preprinted schedule Virgo printed out) and t-trouble?" The blonde asked flustered. "Yup. You just got here and you're already causing some unrest." Few snickered.

"That's enough China Doll. So you're new, what's your name blondie?" Clive asked. I'm sure I saw a tick mark appear on her head," Lucy." She said crossly.

"What's your last name blondie?" Clive asked "My name is Lucy...just Lucy."came her strained reply. She seemed to be holding more than annoyance back or maybe it was me trying too hard to get a glimpse of her chocolate brown eyes. But what evs.

"Alright just Lucy...Welcome to Fairy Tale Magic High!" Clive said with a grin as he popped a tiny confetti cannon, " The only rules here are one, don't destroy the school. Two, follow the simple instructions we give you. Three, use the arena when angry. And four do your absolute best and have a great time becoming S-class!"

Whoa Clive is putting on a show. He never does that. Who is she?

"First you should probably head to the office and get your Fairy Tale insignia though." He said leading her to the door. When they were almost there she turned around looking bright red." Um I don't know where the office is..." She trailed,"Can someone show me the way?" She asked looking around the room for any takers. Gray and I jumped up at the same time and glared at each other.(A/N guess who's pov this was ;D).

Lucy's pov

Two figures jumped up each with a loud yell. The first was a boy with a scarf on. That's not what intrigued me, he had spiky, unkept pink, no salmon hair. I quirked an eyebrow and looked at the other person. A boy with really dark hair and steely eyes. That's not what threw me off, he had no clothes to speak of on other than a pair of navy blue snowflake printed boxers. I covered my eye with my hands and tried not to peak through my fingers. My eyes widened considerable when a girl with large empty mugs on her desk hollered out,"Gray, clothes you're scarin'r."

The boy dubbed Gray seemed to freak and frantically looked for his missing clothes. The other boy just pointed and laughed at him "This might take a while." The teacher sweat dropped," By the way I'm Mr. Clive." I smiled at him and he went back to his desk.

The other boy finished his giggle fest and dashed up me to stopping only a few inches from me. I stumbled back a little and leaned on the door I came through.

I looked at him.

He studied me.

His eyes stared hard into mine and it was hard to look at anything else. His oxyn eyes had a feral look to them and they were a flame with an unidentifiable emotion. Though I knew it wasn't anger. "The name's Natsu. Natsu Dragneel. We could just leave the stripper and go by ourselves." He suggested reaching for the handle behind me, the wildest grin appeared on his face. Strange he had really sharp canines.

I know my face must be the color of a strawberry but I couldn't help it. " W-wait. W-we can wait" I stuttered. A tinge of annoyance passed his face but it was gone in a flash though his grin faded. He still had his hand on the handle and I was getting uncomfortable under his strong gaze. I felt small and fragile. Weird, I didn't feel threatened in the least. "C-can you move your arm!" I squeaked. He seemed to realize his position and retracted his arm and draped it behind his head. Once again grinning but this time sheepishly. Then I noticed the stares from the other kids.

I cringed inwardly, I hate attention from strangers. I guess Natsu noticed. He took a confident step forward and stood a little in front of me then gave the class a fierce scan. All the others (Minus Gray) looked away. In the far corner I saw a really pretty girl with white hair have a hurt expression cross her face. I cocked my head a little. Who was she? Also a girl with umm… distinguished eyebrows was glaring daggers at me. Oh God who was this girl. I began to sweat.

All the other kids didn't seem to be as affected minus a scarlet haired girl and a black haired guy with lots of piercings weren't affected in the least, both giving off an intimidating aura.

Who were these people!