Hi there! My name's Bjonk, and this is the first story I've written in a while, so please keep that in mind when reviewing. I hope that everyone who reads this leaves a review with any feedback you have and I look forward to you all helping me improve. Well that's it for now, and I hope you enjoy reading!
What's that noise? The beeping is getting on my nerves. The noise was the beeping of Mira's alarm. Today she starts at Fairy Tail University, a beautiful school near a magnificent beach, at least that's what she thought of it. To others it was just any old university campus. She looked at her phone which was still blaring the alarm. Crap, I need to get up or I won't have time to get lunch for later. Getting up out of her bed, she glanced out of her bedroom window. Hm, still dark.. She thought, after all it was only 5.30AM in the middle of September.
She took her time in the shower, the hot water relaxing her muscles and settling her nerves as she thought over her plan for the day. I need to eat breakfast by 7 if I want to stop in the shop on my way. I won't have time to go on my break. She turned the shower off and stepped out, shivering as the cold air hit her body. She quickly wrapped her towel around herself, rushing back into her bedroom. She hadn't decided what to wear yet. The weather seemed to fluctuate recently with a heatwave two weeks prior to the miserable storms last week. She looked in her drawers in hopes to find something warm but easy to move in. I thought I had my jumper in here somewhere. She thought, digging through the drawer to find her favourite winter jumper. It was a light brown high neck fleece, and it was the most comfortable item of clothing she owned. "There it is." she mumbled to herself, pulling it out of the drawer before throwing it onto her bed.
She decided on a plain black t-shirt with long sleeves and a pair of faded blue skinny jeans, with her favourite jumper obviously. She quickly put her clothes on before going back into her bathroom. She brushed her teeth and thought about what to do for hair and makeup today. She decided to wear light natural makeup and styled her long silver hair into a braided bun.
She pulled on her brown ankle boots before gathering her bags, keys, and phone. 6.30, good timing so far. She descended the stairs and headed towards the kitchen where her mother was cooking breakfast. The mouth watering smell of her mothers cooking always put Mira into a good mood. Lisanna and Elfman were already seated at the dining table.
"Morning," she greeted, with a smile. "Hey Mira," Lisanna managed to yawn out. It was always one of two meals for breakfast in the Strauss household - either full breakfast, with bacon, eggs, toast, sausages, beans, black pudding and tomato, or a selection of sliced fruit with porridge. Thankfully it was the latter today, as she was nervous about starting university today. She was starting a year late, after deciding to take a gap year to work and save up some money. She was moving into her dorm today ready to start her induction on Monday, and she was beyond excited. Eating her breakfast, she got lost in her thoughts. I wonder what my classes will be like, what about the dorm? Looking at her watch she saw that it was 6.59, meaning she had to leave now.
She rushed to hug her parents before leaving. Her house was about 25 minutes from her dorm and she needed to be there by 8AM to collect her keys. She got into her car - a 2004 Ford - and drove to the closest superstore to get the essentials that she had missed when she had packed her bag the night before. Shampoo, conditioner, and toothpaste. What am I forgetting? She went over her mental list over and over again, wondering what on earth she had forgotten. She wandered the aisles, hoping to remember what she'd forgotten before eventually giving up and heading to the self checkout. While in the queue, she went over her mental checklist one more time. Shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, towe- shit. She ran as fast as she could to grab a towel before rushing through the self checkout and running back to her car. 7.43, I need to hurry. She managed to make it to her dorm to collect the keys at exactly 7.58, perfect timing as she saw it.
She unlocked the door while looking at the information assigned to her dorm, mainly looking for the name of her roommate. Raina Evergreen, that's an interesting name. She looked up at the room, bags placed on the left bed already. I guess she's already been here. The room isn't big but it was big enough to not be crowded with two people. There were two single beds, one on each side of the room, with matching drawers and desks. There were two small shelves above each bed and a third above the desks. The ensuite bathroom was on the left hand side of the bedroom. She looked at the room with approval, but was slightly disappointed that she'd missed her roommate.
Slowly she started unpacking her bags, placing her clothes in the drawers, toiletries in the bathroom on an empty shelf, and placed her notebooks and textbooks on the shelf above the desk. She brought some of her favourite books with her to read when she had some time, which she put above her bed. Changing the sheets on her bed, she thought of the week ahead of her, there was the social event at the student union building tomorrow, then induction week starts on Monday, then classes start the week after. Satisfied with her room, she looked at the time. 10.30, I can get some coffee and maybe look to see if there are any jobs close to here. I think I saw a Starbucks at the campus entrance. Grabbing her keys and laptop, she left heading towards Starbucks craving a mocha.
Walking into the Starbucks, she looked around hoping to grab a table. She quickly joined the short queue looking at the people in the coffee shop. Who in their right mind would dye their hair pink? She thought, looking at a group of boys in the corner. After a few minutes, it was her turn to order. "Hello, and welcome to Starbucks. What can I get for you?" greeted the perky blonde on the other side of the counter. Mira looked at the nametag pinned to the girls apron. She's very smile-y, this Lucy. "I'll have a grande mocha, please." she responded politely. "And the name for the order?" Lucy had asked. "Mira, M-I-R-A" she spelled the name out as some had been stumped by this before, spelling it Meera or Meara. "Ok, that'll be £5.00 exactly then, please." Mira paid for her drink, then shuffled over to the other end of the counter to wait for her drink. She could see a guy with green hair in a high ponytail making the drinks. Interesting choice.
Once she had grabbed her drink, she made her way over to an empty table to set up her laptop. She had wanted to look at more information about her course - Criminology and Criminal Justice - and check if her classes had been put into her schedule yet. This course was the first step towards her dream job in the Ministry of Justice. Semester 1: Study skills, introduction to criminology, preparing for employment, semester 2: legal process, young people gangs and serious offending, and substance misuse and criminality. That's not too bad. The schedule had still not been uploaded yet. Wanting to get a head start on her coursework, she looked on the class portals to see if there was any work to be done. Not yet. She sighed. Hopefully there are some jobs, then.
She first looked online, and saw an opening for a local pub called 'Sparky's'. 'Apply inside'. She read. Making a note of the address, she cleared her stuff and headed for the door. It's only five minutes away and they should be open now. It was now 12.30, so she headed for Sparky's.
It was a decent looking place, with an older look to it - dark almost black walls and a wooden sign which read 'Sparky's'. Walking into the building, it was completely different. The walls were bright with gleaming white paint and a dark wooden panelling, and the bar was built using beautiful brickwork. Above the bar was the same wood panelling separating the two sides of the bar and the floor was a lighter brown wood panelling throughout the room. The walls were covered in chalkboards, each with different uses. A menu next to the bar, and a drinks menu on the back wall behind the bar. There was a brick fireplace on the right hand side of the room, with another chalkboard next to it, showing the upcoming events. The lighting was perfect for the colour scheme, with warm yellow lighting throughout, and hints of cooler lighting using fairy lights on the support beams. The bar top was made from the same colour wood as the flooring - a beautiful contrast to the dark wood above.
Behind the bar was a tall blond man. He had wide shoulders and he was muscular - but not so much that it's unattractive. His hair was spiked up, as if his hair was set in place. But it didn't look as if there was anything holding it. He turned when he heard the door open, locking eyes with Mira. His eyes were electric blue, a stunning match to his bright blond hair, and his jaw was sharp and narrow, with a slight bit of stubble growing through. His blond eyebrows were angled, as if he had a permanent scowl on his face.
"Table for one?" he said. His voice was almost like a growl, and Mira couldn't help but wonder why. "No, I'm here about the job ad online. It said to come in rather than applying online." She said, raising her voice a bit over the noise from the kitchen beside them. She hadn't noticed the kitchen there. The door was behind the bar, out of sight. He squinted a bit, sizing her up, before nodding and reaching into a file below the bar. He handed her a piece of paper, an application form it looked like. "Fill this in and let us know when you can come in for a trial shift. We'll work from there." He had a strange look in his eye, which Mira couldn't quite pinpoint just yet.
Taking the paper out of his hands, she quickly filled in the information on the form. Name: Mirajane Strauss, address: 73 Windflower Lane, phone number: 07623 882632, emergency contact: Elfman Strauss - 07461 629472, weekly hours needed: 16. It was only a short form, with only basic information being asked for. Handing the paper back to the man, she asked, "How come you don't ask for references or if there's any experience?" He looked at her with a blank expression for a few seconds. "The owner prefers to see for himself how people work. That's what the trial shift is for - for both you and him to see how you'd work with the team here and how you cope on the shift." She nodded, understanding. "I'm free any evening this week and all weekend for the trial shift if that's any help." She stated, looking the man in the eyes. "Then how about Friday night?" the man asked, with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I'd be happy to, what time? And is there a uniform here?" The man grinned, placing the paper back into the file. "Just wear black, and 5PM. Someone will show you around and then you'll start at 6, finish when the place closes." She nodded with a smile. "Who should I ask for?" She asked, curious about this man. "Laxus," He responded. "I'll see you on Friday then."
"Friday it is." She said, waving while walking out of the door.