Author's Note 5.2.2014: I like to plan things out ahead of time. I already have a couple chapters finished. But you get to wait teehee. It's a pretty short chapter, but please enjoy this next installment! Thank you for viewing! Reviews much appreciated.

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail and characters all belong to Hiro Mashima.

Chapter Three:

Lucy parked into the driveway as she went over her unexpected day. She put her hand in her purse to grab her house keys. Instead, she grabbed napkin with a number.

Text me anytime. -Natsu

She smiled as she put the napkin back into her purse and took out her house keys. Upon unlocking the door, her father -Jude- had walked to where she was taking her coat and shoes off.

"Where have you been today?" Jude asked.

I went out with Levy and Juvia for frozen yogurt. I also had eaten at Twist Me Yummy with a guy from my school.

"You went on a date with some boy without telling me?" Her father clenched and unclenched his fist.

It wasn't a date. He ran into me and I spilled my yogurt, so he offered to make it up with a snack. Lucy held up the digital alibi.

"Don't go dating boys without permission," Jude kissed his daughter's forehead. "Best you get ready for bed. Good night."

Lucy smiled as she heard her father chuckle. She pointed at the stairs and she went up them, signaling to her dad she's going to bathe or something.

Lucy sat in the bathtub thinking about her family. Lucy had an interesting relationship with her father. After Layla Heartfilia, Lucy's mother, had passed on, Jude distanced himself from his daughter. Even though it was two months since the death, he was still grieving, while little Lucy had already adapted without her mom. He'd purposely ignore her and shove her affection away. It hurt to see his daughter because whenever he looked at Lucy, all he saw was Layla.

Their beautiful Layla is dead and gone.

Those actions angered Lucy. The young Heartfilia stopped trying to spend time with Daddy dearest. She already knew she'd be rejected. Although they still had problems with each other, they were able to reconcile when she was fourteen. Ever since that day they've been getting closer. The water's getting cold. I better scram.

Lucy did the contrary.

The clean Lucy waltzed into her room. The walls contained Lucy's paintings over the years, always a pleasant sight to see. She grabbed her phone and the napkin with Natsu's number, then added it as a contact. A small sound was made as the teenager flopped onto the bed. Her hair was askew and her face contorted in concentration. She began thinking about Natsu.

Of what she observed, he was probably athletic; he had the muscles to prove it. His personality was very happy-go-lucky. Although he appears to have a big heart, he didn't seem to be the brightest person in the world. He's probably dense too.

But the most peculiar thing was his hair. It was pink and spikey. She wondered if his hair was naturally that way. She wondered if his hair was soft... Lucy mentally kicked her self on that thought. Soft, how foolish.

The device beside her beeped. It was a text from Levy.

To: me

From: Levy-chan

9:30 P.M.

I hope you found your ring. Are we going to the library tomorrow?

To: Levy-chan

From: Me

9:32 P.M.

I found it. I'll pass tomorrow. I'm tired. See ya Monday. Bye.

She sent the reply and looked her phone for a bit, debating on whether or not to text Natsu. The blonde took the phone and typed a small message.

To: Natsu Dragneel

From: Me

9:35 P.M.

Hey Natsu. This is my number. -Lucy

A few minutes after a chime came from her phone. Natsu replied.

To: Me

From: Natsu Dragneel

9:45 P.M.

'Sup, Luce. I had fun today, apart from me tripping. Haha.

Lucy reread the message and smiled a bit. Had she been given a nickname? It's not like it's anything special; it's just a nickname. "Luce" sounded like a nice nickname. She could already imagine him saying it in that boyish way of his. It suited him well.

The two texted until eleven, when both decided it was best to get sleep. However, something irked Lucy. It was the mere fact that someone she had met not so long ago, was treating her as if he'd known her his whole life. It was mysterious to her. She wondered if he felt that way. After rolling around her thoughts in bed, she soon fell asleep, clutching the phone near her chest.

Relaxing and Texting

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Sundays are boring and pass by quickly. That was one of the unspoken rules of the universe. Weekends were usually like breaks from life. It was a break because it was short. Then on Sunday, people brood over having to meet the a more dreadful day: Monday.

Like an average teen, Natsu wasn't particularly fond of Mondays. He'd have to wake early and get ready for the horror called high school. Yes, he liked to see his friends,but he still didn't like Mondays. Although today, he felt different. Natsu felt a little more self-conscious and a little more giddy. Maybe he was excited. Maybe he'd run into a certain girl.