G I R L O F F I R E A N D I C E ( Natsu X OC X Gray X Laxus)

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   Mest and I just stared at each other in shock.

What was he doing here?

Doesn't he work for the magic council?

The silence drew out for at least a minute. It was just us two, starring at one another with wide eyes.

"Amelia, do you know him?" My mother asked?

       Mest gave me a look that said 'act like we have never met'. I looked at him, letting him know that I understood. "Oh! Uh, nope. I've never seen him before" I say with a strait face, hoping that they would buy it. "Just making sure" my dad says suspiciously. Damnit. They are on to us.  Then, my parents leave the room, but I know that they have surveillance lacrimas everywhere, so I give him a look that says "keep in character"  as I sit in a plush chair next to the couch. 

       "So, 'Doranbolt' , how are you?" I ask awkwardly. "I'm fine, just a little tired from the ride here. I'm originally from Magnolia. It's about an 8 hour drive." He said yawning. "Oh, wow. Thank you for coming all that way" I say politely. we then continued to ask each other questions that we already had the answer to. Mest was a commander of the Rune Knights; the magic councils' personal army. even with his busy schedule, he manages to visit about once a week to check up on everyone. when we met, we instantly became friends. He's like the big brother that I never had. and he sees me as a little sister, someone to protect and care for. he's the same way with Wendy actually. it makes sense giving their past with one another. For some reason, I've caught him glaring at Natsu or Gray whenever they talk to me. its kinda weird, but i just brush it off, thinking that it comes with the big brother mentality he has towards me.  This useless conversation went on for a good 2 hours before it was finally time for dinner.

     "Miss Amelia, dinner is served" Larissa announces. Mest stood up from the overstuffed couch and held out his hand to me "my lady" he said, slight blush on his cheeks. 'what are you up to Mest?' i thought as i took his hand and stood, a slight smirk visible on my rosy face. I then followed my friend down the long corridor to the grand dining hall, arm in arm with Mest. We then got to the large room, my parents already seated. Mest sat to my father's right; a place of honor, and then i was to the left of him. My mother sat at the other end as usual.

       "for tonight, we are having fillet mignon with a light cranberry sauce, sautéed vegetables and garlic knots" our butler said. "thank you Michael" my mother said with false sweetness. Mest noticed. I wonder what he's doing here. he cant really be here to marry me, he's like 28 or something. he's more than ten years older than me. yeah, i guess it could be worse, but its still weird. we are friends, but i could never have feelings for him in that way.

      Maybe his parents are forcing him into this just like my parents are. if thats true, then this must be even weirder for him. like he is being forced into a romantic relationship with his friend who is 11 years younger than him who he sees as a little sister. Wow. That must be hard.

        My thoughts were soon interrupted by the delicious smell of cranberries and bread filling my nose as my plate was set on the table in front of me. My dragon senses urged me to dig in face first into the perfectly cooked meat, but i controlled myself, knowing what would happen if i didn't behave.

        An awkward feeling filled the air as i took my first bite. i looked around to see Mest looking down at his plate somewhat confused. i then looked at him questionably. He then directed my eyes to the numerous forks, knives, and spoons placed around the large white plate that was piled high with food. 'oh, he doesn't know which utensils to use' i thought to myself. i then directed his eyes to my place setting, showing him what to use silently. A look of realization shown on his face, and then he turned to me, showing a grateful smile. i just nodded back to him.