The World Without You

The Day I Met Him

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        I was reading my book, just reading like I always do. Not like it matter really I’ll be going to battle soon so it may as well be the last book I ever read. I’m not mad about having to go to battle but more like I’m just pissed that I meant not even finish this book. I want to know how it ends but seriously… Someone stop time because I’m not happy right now and sure enough my day is going to get 10x more worse than it already is.

        My pet, Nini, flew around me gleefully buzzing with joy. He’s usually always happy like this; it lightens my mood a lot. I stick my palm out and Nini flies into it. It’s so small and cute but it can be a force to reckon with. I’m not sure really, but Nini is a bug with sense and that’s not something many bugs have. I wish I could teach him Telepathy Magic, which would be so useful. I stared down on my book as soon as Nini landed my palms. I looked up and smiled him.

        The door swung open. It was my best friend, Lucy Heartfilia. She was as cheerful as ever, and she usually is; not that there is anything wrong with that, I love Lucy’s company a lot but I’m just in a bad mood and I’m kinda reading here. Her long blonde hair actually looked really good in the sunlight with her white dress and wings slightly curled, but she looked like she wanted to say something. I fixed my attention on her while holding my book.

        “Hey, everyone’s downstairs let’s go!” Lucy’s warm smile changed as she saw my book. She understands that I love reading, I mean I read her books too; she’s a pretty good novelist. Lucy knows how I feel about being disturbed while reading but when it’s her I usually make exceptions. This is actually not normal of me because it’s reading over anyone. I’m sorta glad she is the exception though because no one else will ever be, except maybe the general too… but no one else. Not even my teammates Jet and Droy.

        “Uh, sure I’ll be down in a minute.” I say nervously trying not to sound rude. In no way do I want to sound displeased in front of her. She worries too much not that it isn’t sweet but I don’t want that kind of attention. Nini buzzed around Lucy, she is very fond him.

        “Ok come down soon though, it’s a blast down there.” She paused for a moment. “Although you might not hear it from here, but it is!” Lucy and I giggled. There was something about her that I could never say no too; I guess I know how her boyfriend, Natsu, feels right now. But she sure is lucky to have found a soul mate like him; he always protects her no matter what and has a tendency to say something sweet without even realizing how romantic he is.

        “Sure,” I put a bookmark on my page and put the book down and got up. We went down to the party together. Nine didn’t follow me, I think he fell asleep but that was okay. As we were walking down the stairs, I looked around. Lucy wasn’t joking when she said its blast. It was party central in the castle, drinks, laughter, and singing filled the air. The General, Makarov Dreyar, always does this: a party before the battle. I think its way of saying ‘We might be putting our lives in danger but never forget the bond you share with your comrades’ and even if that is the saying then it’s pretty good because were the strongest brigade the angels have against our enemies. Our bond together is what makes us so powerful. We care about each other and the General doesn’t look at us like mere foot soldiers that are sacrifices to cause, sometimes the General worries about us like a parent does with their child; its great but he knows when he needs to make a tough choice.

        By the time we got down the stairs, there were lots of drinks on the floor. The smell of booze wasn’t the only thing in the air; couples were dancing away in air. Lucy managed to help on the way to the table without getting shoved aside by drunk angels walking around tipsy. Seriously we need alcohol control people, but then again can I blame them? You’re about to die in battle and this is the last time you’ll be able to party. Maybe I’d do it to... Maybe.