So because I'm kinda busy in life at the moment, I haven't written much. Honestly, I outline all my stories before writing them to prevent writers block and what not, so I'm gonna finish, my plans are set, but at the moment, words refuse to yield.

While I was dealing with writer's block awhile back, I wrote another Fairy Tail Fanfiction, which is unpublished and probably never will be. But I thought since I haven't updated anything, and you might be bored, you can read this to kill some time. This is my prologue and first chapter. Enjoy.

Prolouge:

Natsu is cursed. He knows it. One of the few people who does. Since the day he was born, the cursed lingered in his head like a bitter memory. It grew up with him, and soon, it became like a distant dream. Slowly, Natsu stopped believing it was true.

Natsu never knew his birth-parents. He didn't know why he was cursed. He just was. There wasn't a prophecy to tell him how to break it. There wasn't a magical elf to tell him what to do. No fairy godmother to aid him. Just a lingering solution. Something so hard to grasp it might as well not exsit.

Natsu needed a Princess to fall in love with him and kiss him. A Princess' True Loves Kiss.

Where was he gonna find a princess? It's not like every country has one now a days. No, maybe he could trick the Queen of England to give him a quick peck on the cheek, but true love's kiss?

Natsu doubted wether true love really did exsit.

Even if it did, where would he find a princess willing to fall in love with him? Natsu Dragneel was average. He went to Fairy Tail High, he was popular and inherited his father's bussniess, but he wasn't on the same level as a princess, and probably would never be.

Natsu decided that the solution to this curse was to never think about. To forget.

But he couldn't. It was like it had been engraved into his memory. He couldn't forget even if he tried.

Natsu's life had been one tragedy after another.

He was an orphan, sent into foster home after foster home, never finding a place he could call home. Until he meet Igneel. Igneel adopted him. He taught him the ways of running his company. Igneel never found love, never had a family, so he made Natsu his family. But one day, Igneel left for a a bussnies meeting and he never came back.

One day, Igneel left with a smile, and Natsu never saw that smile ever again. One day Igneel breathed in air, the next he didn't. One day, Natsu had family, and the next he was alone.

Igneel died in a car crash, his body so mangled and torn that at his funeral, they didn't even remove the white clothe that covered his face. He was Natsu's father, but Natsu wasn't aloud to come near the coffin. Not that Natsu wanted to anyway. No, he thought that maybe if he didn't see Igneel be buried, he didn't have to face the truth that Igneel wasn't gonna come back home one day.

So Natsu sat in the church, alone, and crying.

Igneel was more than Natsu's father, he was dad, papa, daddy, and he was Natsu's only family. Wretched from that happiness was like telling Natsu; "Don't forget about the curse. We wouldn't want another miss fortune."

Igneel knew about the curse, and he was always trying to help Natsu break it. Despite the small window of hope, he tried to be happy and optomistic. Igneel had come up with many strategies, most failing. It wasn't so much of actually finding a plan, as it was showing Natsu that he believed. That he believed Natsu wasn't lying, and that Natsu had a chance. No, not a chance; it was showing Natsu that he was gonna live. And Natsu loved him for it.

The curse was simple. Simply frontfoward, with a simple solution.

Natsu was gonna die if a princess didn't give him a true love's first kiss.

It was after Igneel died that Natsu stopped believing. And even if believe, Natsu didn't care. He stopped wanting to live.

Until he went to Fairy Tail High. He discovered that everyone else had a backstory, too. Each of them had suffered something, and because of that, it made them stronger. He made friends, and he did care. He cared about his friends, how they'd feel if he died.

More importantly, he met Lisanna. The one person who was truly kind to him. He fell in love with her, and they were the closest friends. Lisanna loved him, too.

And she knew about his curse, and hated herself for never finding a way to break it. She believed in the curse, even if he didn't.

And it was Lisanna who realized the perfect way for Natsu to break his curse. It broke her heart, but it was the only way. Lisanna knew how to break the curse. She couldn't do it, but she knew someone else who could.

Chapter 1:

Lucy stepped off the train and onto the platform, taking a deep breath. People glared at her for stopping as they walked past her, narrowly knocking her over with their shoulders.

"Sorry," she mumbled. She wasn't used to being in a place with so many people. Once in a while she went to a gathering where she wasn't the only person (and of course, her stuff animals weren't there for her annual tea parties). But she was accustomed to growing up alone, imagining other people with her.

Someone shoved her forcefully, causing her to stumble forward. She scowled at the person, but they were already gone. She grabbed her suitcase, and walked forward, dragging it behind her.

She looked around. She had never been on a train. She glanced around around the train station, feeling the smooth marble underneath her feet. She hadn't made the same mistake of stopping.

She saw a staircase, with white light forcing it's way through like a spot light. She smiled to herself. That must be the way out. She smiled as she hurried across the marble platform quickly, her suit-case rolling behind her. She grinned as pushed down the medal handle, and gripped the fabric handle. She carried to up the stairs, and felt the light hit her face.

She smiled even wider, feeling as if her lips would rip. The air was hot and sticky, bubbling in the August heat. Birds chirped, flying across the blue sky in a hurry.

Probably back to their nest, Lucy thought. She quickly moved out of the way as people behind her on the steps glared at her. She sat down on the nearest bench. She saw someone else next to her, but she didn't care. It took everything she had to suppress her bubbling excitement. She looked around, wanting to capture everything into her mind.

Women walked arm in arm with men, stopping only for the men to buy them flowers or items on the passing trollies. Children sat on benches as their mothers tied their shoes, crying babies waving bottles in strollers next to them- demanding attention. The streets were made of cobble-stone, and there were no roads in sight. A few dirt roads lead in and out of the town, but people used mostly the train station.

Lucy felt giddy. She wanted to explore everything. She could see a tall stone building rise behind the town's people. Proud and magestic. It dared all those who passed to look at it. And those who were brave enough to acknowledge it's proud structure scowled in awe.

Lucy wanted to bolt to the building immediatly. It was famous. The magazines all talked about it, especially Lucy's favorite; Sorcerer's Weekly.

Fairy Tail High.

Lucy sighed. It would be an entire week before she could attend the school. She wished she could enroll right then and there, but she already had. Usually kids weren't excited for school. But Lucy was not your average kid. Raised in the prestige and strict household of the Heartfilla's, she was never aloud to attend public school. She had very few freedoms as a kid, her parents wanted nothing but the best for their 'darling Lucy'. But those few freedoms dwindled into single digits when Lucy's mother, Layla Heartfilla, died.

Well, single digits is exaggerating a bit much. She only had 'a single digit'.

Breathing.

Even that was objectified.

She couldn't eat whatever and whenever she wanted.

She wasn't allow to use the bathroom before 8am, and after 8pm.

She wasn't allowed outside without supervision.

She had to sleep on her back so she wouldn't 'hurt any organs'.

She wasn't allowed up past 8:30. She wasn't allowed to wake-up till 8.

She couldn't learn about certain things like magic, or other religions.

Her main homeschooling course was simple: business.

She wasn't allow to speak unless spoken to, and even her vocabulary had it limits that's to the 'lady-like' lable.

She was allowed to read only a few selected books, most of which influenced the business aspect.

She wasn't allow to watch T.V.

She wasn't allowed to drive.

She couldn't date.

She could not and was not allowed to do anything her father did not already approve. Her life had been on permeant lock-down and she was constantly watched.

She hated her life and everything in it.

So she ran. She ran away from all her problems, she ran away from her father and his controlling puppet-strings. She ran away from solitude and loneliness. She ran away from wealth and riches. She ran away from her problems.

And she couldn't be happier.

Lucy's breakout had been hard. She had planned it every second she was alone. Mostly stuffing pillows underneath her blanket, and rolling under the bed with a flashlight she stole between her teeth, pen tucked behind her ear, and journal clutched underneath her sleep garments.

At first, her escape had been a mere fantasy. She wasn't planning on shoving some of her golden jewelry into a bag. She hadn't planned on packing an escape bag, filling with matches, spare change, a few extra clothes, and a book to keep her company. She hadn't planned on breaking into her father's office and finding out the security times. She hadn't planned on breaking every single rule her father had planned for her.

She ran and ran. She was probably a wanted criminal. But she didn't care. She struck a deal with Fairy Tail's headmaster. She got enrolled, he kept quiet, and she'd pay him a golden ring every month. She was surprised when he offered for free. But she didn't accept it. She didn't like being in debt. She may be free, but she was raised in her father's family. She was gonna do what she had learned all her life.

Lucy was drawn at of her thoughts when she heard a loud whistle. She looked up and felt a small vibrate through the bench. The underground train was pulling out again.

Lucy looked up. She didn't want to spend all her golden Jewelry. She had enough for the rest of her Fairy Tail tuition, and then some, but that was strictly reserved for emergencies.

She needed a job.

Lucy decided to look around town for one. But she needed to unpack first. She made her way down the streets, asking passer-by's for directions to Fairy Hail Hills.

She hurried down the stone walk-way. She grinned at every building, at every giggling child, and every soothing mother.

"Mothers, fathers," Lucy said softly, wondering what her mother would say if she knew what Lucy was doing.

Lucy was scared, she could feel it in the bottom of her stomach. She wanted to run away back to her father, but she knew if she did, she'd never have this chance ever again.

She wanted to cry. She wanted to so desperately run away to where it was safe. But this was life. She wanted to be alone and independent for once in her lonesome life.

She'd probably start her own bussniess, get her own apartment, and excel in life. Well that's what she wanted to do.

She quickly scurried to Fairy Tail Hills, pulling her suit-case behind her. When she finally found herself staring up at the large building, she found herself in awe. The building was made of gray stone, and rose at least four stories. Flanking it were two wings, a right one and a left one. There was a brown wooden roof that slanted in the center. The doors were board and brown, large enough to allow giants through. The windows were clear, as if polished every day and night.

Lucy doubted if she could afford this if master hadn't given her a reserved room. She'd probably run out of money before she could move in.

Lucy gulped and opened the large front doors. She was surprised she could open it. When she did, both doors slowly opened, almost welcoming her.

She swallowed all rising doubts and stepped inside, dragging her suit case behind her. The inside was just as prestige as the outside, with marveling white walls, a cream color stone floor, and a glass chandelier that made Lucy nervous. It looked as though it was held by merely a string.

She looked across the room, where a large brown wooden counter formed a desk. She realized the woman at the desk was eyeing her curiously, and Lucy stopped gawking at the room and hurried over to the front desk.

Two plants- more like miniature trees- flanked the desk, and beside that were two light gold sofas.

Lucy was surprised how much Fairy Tail Hills was similar to her home. Very similar. She had a lingering thought, remembering how her mother had once attended Fairy Tail Academy during her adolosence. Did she like it so much she modeled the house after it?

But of course, the house changed. Yet the lobby gave Lucy such a homey feelings she wanted to cry. She realized that both Fairy Tail and her mother changed. Fairy Tail Academy became Fairy Tail High, and her mother seemed to have withered away like a flower. Lucy didn't get over the shock of her mother's sickness. She was always a strong strong woman. And yet. . .

Lucy realized the woman was staring her yet again. She cleared her throat, drawing Lucy out of her memories.

"Oh, sorry." Lucy said. "I'm Lucy Heartfilla, I'm gonna start attending Fairy Tail High!" She said a bit too anxiously. The woman raised an eyebrow.

"Honey," she saids bit too sweetly. "Everyone here is attending Fairy Tail High." She looked back down at the computer, like she couldn't be bother with Lucy.

"Oh, well. Then I'm Lucy-"

"You're repeating yourself." She said, not glancing up from her computer. Lucy got scared. She wanted to cry a little bit, but the assertive side her father trained for business spoke up.

"Well then, Miss, may I have my room key? I'm planning to check in." She said a bit more assertively. The woman looked up, almost offended. Then she smiled. It wasn't kind. It wasn't sarcastic. It wasn't fake. It was sly.

"Kid, you're gonna fit in nicely if you keep using that voice you got there." Lucy couldn't help but smile a little bit.

"Thank you, Miss-" She glanced down at her name tag. "Miss Aquarius." Aquarius winked, and pulled out a key. It wasn't so much of a key than it was a slab of plastic with a black bar and serial numbers.

Lucy took the key, nodding in thanks. "It unlocks your room, gives you access to floor five, and unlocks the pool area. Need I remind you the hot tub is restricted to 16 and under." Lucy's eyes flashed. Hot Tub? Hot Tub! Her father had frowned on pools and swim-wear. It was not fancy enough, apparently.

Lucy pulled her suit-case along with her as she hurried to what looked like an elevator. She pushed the button, patiently waiting for the dinging to announce it's arrival.

When it did, it's silver doors opened up to her. She stepped in, turning around. The doors closed in front of her, and she looked at the control panel. Her room was on the third floor. So why was she also allowed on five? She saw five buttons on the control panels. Four of the buttons glowed. She quickly pushed three.

She looked below the numbers and saw a thin slot. She pressed her room key against it, and it slid in. The fifth button glowed, and her key was spit out again. Despite her curiousity, Lucy decided to save that adventure for another time.

When the doors opened again, she stepped into a small hallway. She gulped, realizing she didn't know which building was hers. The right and left wing only had two stories though, so she guessed this was her buildings.

She glanced at the key.

Main

3

10

She looked down the hall. Red carpet with elaborate yellow designes, tan walls, glowing fancy lights. Four wooden doors on her right, another identical four wooden doors to her left. She walked down the hall, glancing at the peep holes, and the numbers below them.

1

2

3

4

And on and on until 8. She bit her lip at the end of the hall. Two more halls formed a 'T'. They seemed to stretch endlessly. She wondered wether she should go left or right. Windows occupied the wall across from her. She stepped forward, gazing out at the yard three stories below her.

She could see the indoor pool, right through her window and through the pool's window walk. The yard was large. A cream colored wall separated the cliff from Lucy's new back yard. The right and left wing seemed to curl around the yard, wrapping itself around the perimeter. She saw a fountain. She could barley make out some tables, maybe a person or two. She got excited. She wanted to swim and visit the yard. But she also wanted to go into town and look around. Not to mention get a job.

Oh so many things to do and it was the first day!

She got so excited she nearly screamed. Her toes curled inside her shoes, making her want to bounce on her tippy-toes. She looked a little to the left. She saw numbers.

Lots and lots of higher numbers. She obviously wasn't gonna go that way. She looked to her right. She sighed with relief. Finally, some normal numbers.

She continued past 9 and stopped at ten. She glanced wearily at 10. Was someone else gonna be there? Were they going to be Lucy Heartfilla, too? Were they gonna scream and kick her out? What if this was the wrong key?

Lucy closed her eyes trying to settle her nervous feelings. She decided to take a breath and calm herself.

The door was the same wooden one, and there was a black 10 nailed onto the door. The door knob stuck out in an 'L' fashion. It was silver and shiny.

Lucy stared into the peep-hole, maybe she could see if it was empty or not.

"That's not how it works, you know?" Asked a small voice. Lucy jumped, nearly falling. She blushed as she looked at the speaker. She saw a petite girl, who looked about Lucy's age. She looked pretty average (except her flat chest) and had spiky blue hair.

"I-I know." she stuttered shyly.

LUCY, SAY SOMETHING, YOU IDIOT! YOU LOOK LIKE A STALKER!

"I-I'm new. T-This is my room." She felt like she was gonna cry again, but she refused to let them spill. So she sized herself up against the bluenett. "I'm Lucy. And you are?"

The girl gave her half a smile, like she liked Lucy's new assertiveness. "Levy. Levy McGarden." She glanced at Lucy's suitcase and key, which Lucy clutched so hard it bit into her skin. "I'll help you." She took the key and inserted it in a slot underneath the doorknob. The door clicked and Levy opened it.

"W-wait," Lucy said timidly. "What if it's the wrong room?" Levy laughed.

"This key can only open one dorm room. 10." She gestured to the room, which was surprisingly (only to Lucy) empty. Lucy was speechless as she walked in. She had only one window, but she didn't mind. It looked over a small bed on a tiny wooden platform pushed into the far left corner. The entire room except the mini-kitchen and bed platform was white carpet. When you entered the room, there was a small hallway. To her right was a closet. She opened it to find it empty, except for a few hangers.

She walked forward and the wall to her left broke into a counter. The counter took a sharp left, making a bar with two tall stools. The only break in the counter wall was a small walkway to get into the kitchen. Everything was white, except for the kitchen cabinets which were a light brown. Above the white grill was another cabinet, except with glass doors.

Lucy grinned, laughing to herself as she saw that all the cabinets were empty. She swung open the white fridge. Not even cold.

Lucy laughed louder. "Wow!"

"Yup," Levy said closing the door behind her. She sat on the stool. "There's a bathroom down there," she gestured past the mini-kitchen, which was another small hallway that led to a door. Lucy grinned.

"This is all mine? Mine alone?" Levy eyed her curiously.

"Yeah. There's not a lot of room for roommates, and there's no pets allowed." Levy said.

Lucy ran forward and jumped on the bed. She fanned out on it. It was a full, and she rolled around.

"Man, how am I gonna fill this?" Lucy asked aloud. There wasn't much room. A little bit of space past the right wall of the entrance led to an small opening. Lucy guessed she could fit a two-seat table, maybe a bookshelf and reading chair. She was defiantly gonna buy a desk for her to write on. She grinned. She could plan it now.

"Levy!" Levy looked at her. "I'm gonna put my dresser here!" Lucy yelled, perking up. She ran to the foot of her bed, looking at it curiously. "Oh! Then, a desk here!" She stepped off the platform. She could probably fit a desk between the platform and wall.

"Then a lamp on my dresser! And a table here! My bookshelf could be in my closet!" Levy laughed.

"That's an odd place." She remarked.

"I read books as fast as I change, so it'd be like a metaphor and very convenient." Levy smiled.

"That's actually not a bad idea. I'm a reader myself, so whenever you want a book, just ask. Okay, Lu-chan?"

"Lu-chan?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah, it's a nickname."

"Nickname?"

"Don't tell me you don't even know what a nickname is." Levy said, slightly shocked. Lucy looked at her strangly.

"So does that mean I call you Nick? Alright, Nick. . ." She said the last bit a little weary, like she felt Levy was trying to trick her.

"Wow, you're serious. No, it's like a name you give your friends when you're close." Levy explained, getting off the stool. "You can call me Levy-chan!" She said excitedly, grasping Lucy's hands.

"Levy-chan?" Levy nodded. Lucy smiled. "Okay, Levy-chan!"

Levy and Lucy made friends quicky. Levy revealed to Lucy a little bit about herself. Her parents were book publishers. She owned room 9, and she had returned from the book store when she saw Lucy peeping into her room.

Lucy revealed nothing. She told Levy almost nothing, and Levy didn't ask, so she was greatful. She liked Levy. A lot. She never had a friend, nor she knew how to act around people. She decided to follow her heart, just for that day to see how it went.

Lucy revealed to Levy about wanting to get a job.

"Oh! Lu-chan, come work with me at my bookshop!" Lucy looked down a little flustered.

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to pressure you, and you don't really know me."

"Just try it for a week! If you like it, then I'll buy you a book! Any book." Levy said. "But under $10 please, my parents may be made of dollar signs but I'm living on instant Ramen." Lucy laughed, and soon Levy was laughing too.

"You drive a hard bargin, Levy McGarden." Lucy said with a small smile.

"How about we go get you registered for your first week?!" Levy asked. Lucy nodded.

"Alright, do I just leave my room unlocked?" She asked. Levy shook her head.

"It's automatic, so bring you key. Don't ever loose it! It's always good to have a spare with a friend, or to hid it somewhere." Levy said. Lucy nodded. She wanted to ask Levy to hold it for her, but at the same time, she was shy on wether to trust her or not.

Father always said; "Trust is a show, not a promise." And sadly, it stuck.

Lucy and Levy soon left, and Lucy slid her key into her pocket. She nodded at Levy, gesturing for her to lead the way.

"Oh, we should invite Erza!" Levy said.

"Erza?" Lucy asked as the left her room. Levy nodded.

"Yeah, she's student body president, and she's really fiesty! Everyone calls her 'Titania'." Levy explained as the walked down the hall. Levy stopped at room 1. She knocked loudly. There was no answer.

"Erza? It's Levy!" Lucy noticed how she didn't use nicknames. Should she be suspicious? This was all new and alien to Lucy. True it was new and she loved it, but she was scared. What if this was a prank? Or what if it was a trap her father had set up? Impossible, Lucy hadn't been gone less than a week, there's no way he knows where she is. She probably doubted he knew or cared she left.

She gulped, feeling her eyes become red, and her throat clogged. It felt hard to swallow, but she didn't want Levy to see her. She wiped her eyes, and bit her lip. Anything, think of anything!

Puppies, kittens, rainbows, unicorns!

"Erza?" Levy called one last time. She turned away. "Guess she isn't home," Levy said quietly, then she glanced at Lucy. "Lu-chan, are you alright?"

Lucy smiled and nodded. "Yeah, just a little too over-joyed." Levy grinned.

"Alright, let's go then." Lucy nodded and they waited for the elevator together. They got in and talked about writing. Lucy may not have been able to do a lot in her childhood, but her mom had always encouraged her writing.

Of course, Lucy had to stop after her mother died when she was 10.

When the elevator opened again, they stepped out. The walked through the hall, Aquarius glancing up at them through her eye-lashes.

"Bye, Aquaries! We'll be back!" Levy said, waving as she pushed the front doors opened. Lucy waved shyly, too and followed Levy out the door.

"Don't bother," Aquarius mumbled, though the two girls didn't hear.

"Don't forget your happy pills!" Levy called one last time before the front doors closed once again.

Aquarius actually smiled. "Yeah, yeah."

"Are you an Aquarius close?" Lucy asked Levy as the walked down the hill and away from Fairy Tail Hills.

Levy nodded. "Everyone here is family."

"What?" Lucy exclaimed "That's a very big family!"

"No, no, Lu-chan." Levy said, laughing softly. "Were like family. Most of us were here back when it was Fairy Tail Academy. When it switched to a High School, we went to Junior Fairy School. Anyway, we practically grew up in this town with each other."

"Oh, family." Lucy said shyly. Family meant more rules. It meant being tied down when she wanted to be free. Besides, will they even accept her into their family?

"Oh Lu-chan, you're already accepted." Levy said, like she was reading Lucy's mind. "You're a Fairy Tail Student. Hell, you're like my sister!"

"R-really?" How should she react? Angry she was caught up in what she had just escaped from? Happy she had made a sister? She was terribly confused.

Levy nodded with a 'hmp' and they continued into town. The sun was beginning to set. The trollies were still going, but the people running them seemed tired and bored. There were no more crying babies, or laughing couples.

It was lonely, but peaceful.

Levy and Lucy were practically the only ones walked in the streets.

"It's so empty," Lucy said. Levy nodded, like it was perfectly normal.

"The town's preparing." She said.

"Preparing?" Lucy asked. "For what?"

Levy gave her an evil grin. "For us!" She screamed out loud. Lucy winced at the volume. She heard a few doors slam.

"Levy-chan, what do you mean?" She asked. Levy skipped a little bit ahead of her. Was she still going toward the bookstore as they had discussed earlier?

"Fairy Tail is famous." She said blankly.

"Yeah, so why are all the people gone?" Levy looked at Lucy like she was crazy.

"You joined Fairy Tail high without knowing?!" She exclaimed. Lucy winced, had she already offended Levy and ruined her friendship?

"I'm sorry," she said. Levy sighed.

"Lu-chan, Fairy Tail isn't famous for it's academics or sports. It famous for trashing things!" Levy said, laughing. Lucy frowned.

"Trashing things like, spray-paint?" she asked timidly. Levy nodded, smiling.

"And smashing things! And ripping toys! And scaring pregnant ladies!" Levy went onto lost more things, but Lucy tuned her out. She wanted to cry yet again. No, no, no. This isn't what she wanted. She wanted a high school that was normal! That was so vast it could completely over-see her and count her as normal!

"Pregnant ladies?" She asked two octaves too high. Levy nodded. Lucy nearly sunk to her knees. This wasn't how it was suppose to be!

"Why?" She whispered to herself.

"Cause pregnant ladies go 'oh! my baby!" Levy said, laughing evilly.

"The baby. . ." Lucy whispered. Levy nodded. "The baby?!" She yelled.

"Yeah, Magnolia has a high rate of premature babies, I wonder why." Lucy stared at her widly. This wasn't the same Levy from 10 minuets ago.

No wonder they had liked it when she acted rude. They were accustomed to it. But rude wasn't scaring pregnant ladies into labor! That was evil!

"We're here!" Levy said. Lucy glanced up at a small book store. She smiled, despite still thinking about Pregnant ladies. The store had ivy growing near the base. It had a green door- and two green window shutters to match- with a brick step leading to the door. There was a second story with the blinds of two windows closed shut. Levy stepped inside.

"Come in! Welcome to Lev's Books!"

"Lev's Books?" Lucy asked. Levy nodded.

"My baby and princess." She said, petting a low bookshelf near her. "It's my own store. My parents gave me $1000. I rented this place and sold some of my old books. A few months ago, I finally bought it out and started selling new books. It's thriving!" She exclaimed.

"Listen," Levy whispered, pressing her ear to the wall next to the green door. Lucy stared at her like she had grown two heads. "She has a heartbeat. . ."

Crazy. She was crazy. Lucy's new friend was insane. That's it. She might as well be dead, because next thing you know, Levy will be standing over her bed with a knife.

Levy looked at her and laughed. "Okay, so, the store opens at 8 and closes at 9:30 on weekends, 6:30 on week days. You can work part-time. I work Mondays, Wensdays, Fridays, and Sundays. You can work Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays."

Lucy nodded. "I have three more employees. They cover mornings between the three of them during the week days, and evening during the weekends."

"Great, so we don't have to worry about school getting in the way." Lucy said, and Levy nodded.

"Yup. You can come in at 4:30, half an hour after school, and as long as there's no customer's, than you can do your homework and whatever you want. I just ask you don't read any new books for sale."

"Okay," Lucy.

"I have a floor upstairs for used books and a lounge for employees. Read anything you want up there, and stay there if you want unless you hear a bell for the customer. Reading in the store is prohibited, you do not know how many times I was ripped off with that."

Lucy nodded. "Should I write it down?" Levy shook her head.

"It'll be written on the board behind you. You can leave at 9. I'll leave you to lock up. And Saturday's are from 8 to 4:30. Same with Sunday, but I'll be with you!" she added with a grin.

Lucy nodded. She may be insane, but she was nice.

Levy then glanced at a clock behind the main desk. Her eyes widened and she locked the door. Lucy frowned. Levy hurried to the window and peaked through the blinds. Faintly, Lucy heard yelling. Levy snapped the blinds closed.

"Lu-chan! The other one!" She hissed quietly. Lucy nodded, doing what Levy instructed even if it confused her. She snapped the blinds closed.

Levy hissed. "Night time, already?" She blew out the candles of the main room. She grabbed a confused Lucy and scurried up the stairs. Levy quickly blew out the upstair's candle, not giving Lucy a chance to look around the room. Levy took her hand again, and pulled her into another room.

"Wha-?" Levy shushed her quietly. She locked the door. She pushed a rag underneath the door and then turned on a light. She listened for a moment.

"Okay, sorry. This must be confusing." Lucy nodded. Although she hadn't be raised in a normal enviroment, she was sure this wasn't average human behavior.

"I'll explain, here sit." Lucy did and sat on a yellow sofa. A mismatched green sofa was across from it, which is where Levy sat. Between the two sofas was a coffee table and a dim lamp. Behind the sofa Lucy was sitting on was a bookshelf partially filled with worn books.

"Okay, first, this is the employee lounge." Levy said. "Here, you can hang out on break, or when someone else is covering for you." Lucy nodded, eager to move into the part as to why Levy locked them in a locked room in a locked book store. "Second, it's the last Monday before school." She said almost with guilt. "I stop at Pregnant ladies and old guys, but the boys at our school. . . Well. . . They don't mean to, but they throw these outrageous parties. Anyone caught in them will have a fantastic time, but might spend the rest of your life in jail, or in the best scenario leave with a couple million dead brain cells. Those don't replace themselves!" She almost yelled. "Anyway, it can be dangerous. That's why we lock up. If we leave, we might as well be selling our soul to the devil tonight. It's safer here. Locked doors, a few books, a little lamp, and no windows! We're safe."

"We should run for it."

"What?!" Levy exclaimed. Had she just not heard what Levy had said? "It's too dangerous! We might get drunk, or roofied, or violated!" She exclaimed. Lucy narrowed her eyes.

"Levy, be more assertive! These guys can't be that bad! If their your classmates, no- your family- then you should be able to walk through town safe!" Levy played with her thumbs nervously.

"Lu-chan, it's not a good idea."

"Levy, you can't spend your life fearing these Mondays! If you can't fight them, don't join them! Beat them so hard they can't even crack smile!" Levy looked up, probably considering it.

Of all the luck! Lucy found one of the most extreme cowards ever! She grumbled as she closed the store door behind her, hearing it be locked quicky.

She sighed and began to walk back to town quietly.

"I'm sorry, Lu-chan!" Lucy heard. She looked back and saw Levy's head poking out one of the bookstore's windows. "I'll see you tomorrow! Don't worry! If you die, I'll come to the funeral!" She quickly shut the window again.

Lucy snorted. "Yeah, some friend you are." It was dark and the automatic street lights turned on. Lucy looked around. It was actually really beautiful at night. The lamp posts made the ground look like gold and the entire town gave Lucy an old-timey home feeling. Lucy yawned.

She needed somethings before she could go back home. She heard faint yelling. She looked past her shoulder. One building, no doubt the boy's dormitory, was lit like a Christmas tree, and Lucy could feel the bass beat through her feet half-way through town.

She quickly rushed into the nearest store (do they have Walmart? Walmart's every where, so it's just gonna be here, too.). This store just so happened to be Walmart.

Lucy quickly picked up some bed-sheets, a case of 24-water bottles, and a bag if chips. She used her spare change, which surprised her to being normal cash for a suburban personal.

Lucy wished she could have run back to Fairy Tail Hills, but she couldn't. The water bottles were too heavy, so she waddled like a penguin. If she had already felt bad for those poor Pregnant woman before, she felt even worse now. Lucy was shocked how a sudden shopping trip had transformed the empty and golden streets of Magnolia into a bustling heap of teenagers. She groaned as she pushed against sweaty bodies. Most guys whistled, other's drank, and the rest danced. Lucy tried not to puke because of all the sweatiness.

She was raised a lady, and this was beyond her tolerance. She might as well call her father right now.

She continued into the streets, deciding to take the back ways since it was less crowded.

As she walked, grunting un-lady like things with every forced step, she heard a shout behind her. She turned around and saw a boy running toward her. He was around her age, and when he saw her his eyes flushed with relief.

"Help!" He yelled.

"Help? Help with what?" She asked. He pointed down the alley way. She didn't see anything until a fat man, short and stout like a tea pot, stumble into the alley. He leaned against the wall, using it to steady himself.

He looked up, and his eyes narrowed at Lucy.

"You!" he spat.

She instantly disliked him.

He trotted up to her, panting heavily. His face was red, his mustache, which was the only off color on his face, was coffee-brown. He had black, beady, pig eyes, and an ugly sneer. She narrowed her eyes back at him.

"What's wrong?" She asked to both the pig man and the boy next to her. He was actually quite taller than her, and didn't look all that bad. Not that he was bad looking! Or wasn't! She meant like evil, not talking about how cute he was- even though he really was- but like how innocent he was-

"Him!" The man said. Lucy's eyes twitched nervously when she noticed a badge shinning on his blue button-up. No way did she want to get on the police's bad side. But something about the boy behind her didn't strike her as evil.

"Tell me what's happening." She said more assertivly.

"He's chasing me! Trying to get me arrested for nothing!" The boy said.

"You are a wanted theif!" The police-man roared. Lucy narrowed her eyes.

"Do you have proof? Or a warrent?" She asked. He eyed her curiously. She was raised in business, she knew what she was doing.

He looked her in the eye, but she didn't back down. He glared at her and grunted as he digged into his pockets. He pulled out a folded paper, complete with lint, donut crumbs, and the faint smell of coffee.

"Not a warrent, but I can arrest him under suspicion," he said lowly adding 'i think'. Lucy took the paper and unfolded it. It looked like the book alright. Same spiky hair, same slanted eyes, and same face.

But the details were off. "No, see. This describes a mole underneath his right eye, this boy doesn't have any moles." Lucy said. "And this man has a birthmark on his right hand." She gripped the boy's right hand, and yanked it forward.

The Policeman glance back and forth between Lucy and the boy. He narrowed his eyes again. "Alright, but you sir," he said, wagging a fat finger at the boy, "don't cause anymore trouble." He looked a Lucy one last time, and then turned away. When he left, Lucy turned around to face the boy.

"Thanks!" The boy said. "Here, I'll help you." He offered and took the case of water from her arms.

"Thanks. I'm Lucy."

"Well, Lucy, I'm in debt to you. And to make up for that I declare myself your friend!"

"So soon? I don't even know your name." The boy smiled.

"Oh?" He switch the case from both hands to one, he place one free hand on his heart. "Don't you feel it in here?" Lucy laughed.

"Thanks, for helping me with the water." She was liking this way more and more. He was defiantly cute, and funny. Not to mention really nice.

"I should be thanking you! I'd be in jail all night waiting for a lawyer i you hadn't been here. So where are we heading?" He asked. She laughed.

"Fairy Tail Hills!" He grinned.

"Then onward!" Lucy and the boy walked through town together, and it seemed the boy had some sort of authority over the rest of the student's because they made way for him.

When Lucy and the boy made it back to Fairy Tail Hills, she thanked him.

"Thank you, strange boy I don't know."

"You know me enough to be my friend, right?" He asked. She nodded.

"Then I'll tell you my name." He paused and then eyed her dramatically. "If you promise to walk with me tomorrow, say, 8:30?" Lucy nodded.

"Sure! Thanks for the help!" She said. "You have a party, and here you are going out of your way for me. So thank-you." He smiled at her with a smile that made her heart race. He gave her the water case, and she place her snack and bedding on top of the case.

"It's sorta my lame repayment. Are you new to Fairy Tail?" He asked.

"Is it that obvious?" She asked, wincing. He shook his head.

"Snacks, and haven't seen you around, no one could forget a pretty face like your's." She blushed a deep crimson color.

"T-thanks."

"So, Lucy, I'll see you tomorrow?" She nodded, excited.

"See you tomorrow! Whats your name?"

"Oh, my name is-"

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Written during writer's block, hope it fulfilled killing time, and I promise I'm dedicating more time to this story than the other one. I just use this story to release my tensions. It's sooooo hard writting battles and conflicts, it's easy to imagine but hard to put into words. I wish I could draw really well cause then I'd just be like a manga artist but I suck at drawing. I love to write but it's hard stickin' to these things.