Levy's POV

I feel like one of the characters in my books just now. Im on a train, with a strange guy I haven't met and I'm gonna die.
"Don't you ever put that thing down?" The boy called Gajeel scoffs as he continues punching thin air like the idiot he is...

"It's called a book, you'd know that if you were smart enough!" I growl back at him. He shoots me a look then sits down.

"What your problem shrimp?" He slouches on the red velvet seat and begins to feast on some mini tuna sandwiches.

"The names Levy and my 'problem' is you," His face turns from a growl to a smile.

"Your so small and cute, you won't last a minuet in the arena with that attitude." He scoffs.

"I have you know that I wasn't planning on lasting one minute. I'm gonna get killed off in one second." It's true though, a person like me with no muscle or strength won't last long. I may as well just called myself a dead man walking. In the arena it's every man for themselves. They kill the weak first so they are out the way then they move on.

"Shrimp I-"

"JUST SHUT-UP!" I dig my head back into my book and continue reading.

"Since we will be together for the next few weeks we should at least attempt to be friends..." Gajeel prods my shoulder with silver spoon and smiles.

I look up from the literature in my hands. I get quite a shock as I see his face so close to mine. I can feel my face flush up.

"GET OUT OF MY FACE!" I slam my book down onto the table and run into my room.

Why is he so mean? We have known each other for years, yet I've never felt this way about him. I used to go to school with this boy.

He has a cute smile. No, no Levy get that thought out of your head!

I decide to take a shower.

The pellets of water hit my skin and melt away my worries. I wish I could just die here in this heavenly soak. Ive never felt this clean before. I begin to massage the coconut and strawberry shampoo into my scalp. It makes me want to sing. I rinse out the soapy bubbles. My eyes sting slightly as some shampoo got in them.

"Levy?" I hear a knock on the door. I lean back against the mosaic tiles and sigh.

"What!" I snap. I turn the valve round and stop the shower from running, they squeak as I do. I quickly grab a large soft towel and wrap it round my body. Hmm cotton I think, Ive never felt a towel this soft. it's quite spacious. I grab a hair bobble and tie my hair up into a messy bun.

The room is very steamy and hot. I pull back the shower screen and step out of the marble bathroom.

"WHAT IS IT!" I slam the door open. A shocked Gajeel stands there blushing like an idiot.

"Emm, Levy..." He averts his eyes.

"What is it?" He points down at me. Huh?

"Kyaaaaa!" I slam the door in his face. My towel managed to slip off my body so I answered the door... naked... My life is over.

Dinner was so awkward. I avoided all eye contact with everyone and just nibbled on a little bit of my honey roast turkey. I'd never tasted food so luscious before. It was amazing. Each bite was a step in heaven.

I then dullged into my glass of cranberry juice which was also amazing, put my plate at the bronze sink then I went to bed.

I barley slept that night all I could think of was of what lied ahead. What if I actually have to kill someone, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I'd probably take such drastic measures, i might even kill myself!

"Levy?" I hear a soft knock on the door, my cheeks burn red when I hear Gajeel's voice.

"Are you decent?" He says. I slip out of the Egyptian cotton sheets and to the door.

"Come in..." I mumble and open the doors. I avert my face from his eyes.

"I just want to let you know that I-"

"Are you just here to make fun of me?" I interrupt. His eyes widen and she shakes his head.

"No. I want to help you in the arena!" I tilt my head like a puppy. Eh?

"You want to help me? But I'm weak. I'll just keep you back!" Gajeel looks down at me.

"Thats why I have to help you." He smiles whilst he walks out the door.

"Oh and you should change into your clothes. I expect we will be arriving soon." He shut the door over leaving me blushing like an idiot.

"Gajeel wait!" I run and pull the door open. He peers his head round the corner.

"Y-you can help me." I stutter and slam the door in his face.