Chapter 3: Introduction
Erza sat quietly, writing away.
Juvia sat there, silently drawing.
Gray grabbed his water bottle, pulled out an ice cube and began crunching on it.
Lucy sat there, looking through her contacts.
Natsu kept constantly lighting matches until he lit a smoke.
"That can give you cancer, you know," Lucy stated.
Natsu took the smoke out of his mouth and stared coldly at her. "Who asked you, princess?" he asked.
"Don't call me princess. I have a name," she said.
Natsu stood up and came up to Lucy.
"Leave her alone, Flame Head." Gray scowled.
"Nobody asked you, Ice Jock!" Natsu shouted.
He turned back to Lucy and looked at her.
"So, what's your name?" he said slyly.
"It's Lucy," she said, backing up from his smirk.
"Lucy... That's a name." he stood up, breathed in his smoke some more. He blew the smoke in her face and she brushed it off.
"I said to leave her alone!" Gray shouted.
"Sorry, she your girlfriend or something, Ice Freak?" Natsu said back.
"He's not my boyfriend..." Lucy whispered.
"He sure doesn't act like it." Natsu blew out smoke.
"Boys, you'll sit your asses down... if you know what's good for you." Erza stared evilly.
Gray sat down but, Natsu remained standing.
"Whatever," he said.
He ran to the desk, grabbed a book and began ripping it up.
"That's damage to school property!" Erza shouted.
"Like I care. I love reading," he looked at the author's name, "Kemu Zaleon in the morning."
"Zekua Melon is the author of Daybreak," Lucy said.
Natsu stopped ripping up the book and he threw it somewhere.
As soon as Natsu heard the door beginning to open, he ran to where Lucy and Gray were and sat between them.
Makarov came in and looked at the clock above the library doors.
"It's now twelve o'clock. We will now break for lunch," he said.
Gray raised his hand to ask, "Will milk be available to us, sir?"
"You can all get refreshments from the teacher's lounge," Makarov stated.
Natsu immediately stood up and began to walk, "Relax, I'll get it."
Makarov sat him back down, "Do you think I was born yesterday?"
He pointed to Gray, "You and..." he paused to find Gray's partner.
Gray was pointing at Lucy but Makarov pointed at Juvia in the back, who seemed to be spacing out.
"What's her name? No matter! On your feet, missy! This isn't a resting home!" Makarov shouted as he led Gray and Juvia out the door.
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