♡ DIRTY LITTLE SECRET | FIRST BOOK

4. Welcome to the Student Council, Lucy

"See you tomorrow, Lucy." The words repeated in her head. She was wondering what the hell it meant. Is he going to talk to her tomorrow? Lucy sat on her chair in front of her vanity, eating the pizza she bought earlier in the day. She set out the journal in front of her and started writing,

So, the plan is, buying pizza every night so I can see mister hottie! But the freaking problem is that I don't have enough money to do that. It costs about twenty dollars every time I get pizza delivered to the house. SO, I must get a job! I'm pretty good with cash so if I can be a cashier somewhere, it would work perfectly! Maybe I can be a barista at the small coffee shop down the road?

OH M GEE! I'm just remembering that I was that close to Natsu Dragneel! He smells like really good by the way! Heh. Lisanna would never get that close to him.

I stopped writing and smirked. I looked at my calendar and stood up really fast. "Oh shit! Auditions are today and tomorrow!" I quickly ran to my car and started driving towards the school.

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Lucy entered the auditorium and sat down in the back. "Welcome to the Fairy Theatre Department! We are performing this psychological thriller called 'Trap'. It's about a girl who lives with major depressive disorder and the struggles of trapping herself. If anyone is offended or triggered by topics such as depressive struggles, please leave the building." The theatre teacher spoke.

A couple students leave the auditorium but a good amount stay.

Auditions past but Lucy was never chosen to perform. "Excuse me? Mrs. Charlie?" Lucy spoke, standing up in the back row. "Yes, Crybaby?" Lucy struggles to speak, "You haven't let me audition yet." Mrs. Charlie looks up-and-down at Lucy. "Mrs. Heartfilia, you ruined the show. Your mistake cost us our title of top ten in Fiore." Lucy looks down at the carpeted floor, "Mrs. Charlie... I'm saddened by your pitiful existence. You completely disregard me and bully me because I fell on stage and messed everything up, but you want to perform an educational suicide awareness show? How fake is that?" Lucy walks up to Mrs. Charlie, "One mistake does not make a child terrible and a crybaby. I am still a kid and I know better than you, an adult, that we should always give multiple chances until the kid succeeds. As adults you NEED to give all the information and or needs the child needs to succeed."

"However, you choose to not allow me to succeed. My performances before were spectacular, and the whole reason we were top ten in the first place. Now, I wasted my time coming here."

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Erza Scarlet, the leader of the student council and debate club, walks up to Lucy standing at her locker. Lucy turns around and stares at Erza. Her scarlet hair flowed behind her. "Yes?" Lucy questioned, Erza cleared her throat, bringing her phone out. A video of Lucy's voice dismissing the theatre teacher is heard. "I would like you to be apart of the student council. If you will, we could grant you scholarships to major colleges."

Lucy eyed Erza, "Is this a joke?" Erza shook her head, "Nope. You performed well in the auditorium and I personally believe that you would make a perfect head for student council." Lucy smirked, "You want me, the Crybaby, on the student council?" she questioned. "We would have teachers, students, and others stop calling you that. As head of student council, teachers and kids will respect you no matter the situation."

"But aren't you head of the student council?" She questions. "I'm president. There's a difference."

"So, will you join?" Erza asks, and Lucy smiles. "Of course."

Erza and Lucy shake hands, "Welcome to the student council, Lucy."