Four cars were parked outside at Fairy Tail High on a Saturday.

The first car held Lucy Heartfilia. Her blonde hair had been straightened and she wore her silver earrings that her mother gave to her before she died. Her brown eyes looked out the window. Her father gave her lunch and she left the car.

The next car held Erza Scarlet. Her long scarlet red hair was held by her winter cap and her black-rimmed glasses hid her big brown eyes. Her grandfather gave her both her books and her lunch and she left as well.

The next car held Gray Fullbuster. His spiky raven black hair matched his sports jacket, while his striking gray eyes stood out. His foster mother gave him his lunch and an everyday pep talk as he left the car.

The last car held Juvia Lockster. Her ocean blue hair was hidden by her furry coat and her blue eyes looked as blank as ever. She clutched her bag as she walked in.

There was one more person was walking down the road. That was Natsu Dragneel. His spiky salmon pink hair blew in the wind as he took off his sunglasses. His onyx eyes looked at the building as he approached closer to it. He walked down to the school's front door and entered the room.

The library was big enough to hold the five for the next few hours. There were six tables with three chairs on each table. Lucy sat at the first table at the chair on the right side. Gray sat on the left side of her. Natsu sat at the table behind them in the chair in the middle. Erza sat at the table next to Natsu and in the chair on the right side. Juvia sat at the table behind Erza on the left side.

A small man, who was bald with white hair sticking out of his head came inside the library. That was Mr. Makarov, principal of Fairy Tail High. He had on a stern face as he looked at everyone.

"Alright, I know you all know this but, you'll be here for the next eight hours. There will be no talking, no texting, no feet on the chairs or the tables and absolutely no monkey business. In the meantime, everyone will do an essay on who they are. I will get them at the end of the eight hours. I will be across the hall." and with that, Mr. Makarov left the five high schoolers to spent the next eight hours writing an essay.