(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
It was a typical Monday and had been 2 weeks since Sting and I began going out. Of course, Yukino fumed when she had found out the information about how not only did Sting dump her, but also quit the Populars. She's been out to get me since and its obvious she wants Sting back because now that he's gone she doesn't have a boy toy to play with.I walked steadily and softly down the hallway, sighing off the situation between me and Yukino. I looked at the usual bulletin with 20 different posters stamped, stapled, or glued to it, near my homeroom class.
I scanned over it to see if there was anything new. And there was, I stared at the rectangular poster that read: Talent Show!! Come enter! First prize? Find out! ... Soon, my thoughts were interrupted by a curious tone.
"Wanting to join the talent show, eh?" The familiar voice smirked and raised an eyebrow from behind. I could feel it. I knew exactly who it was.
"I don't need your curiousness." I said awkwardly.
"And I don't need your smart mouth." He mocked. I turned around and punched him in the arm, HARD. His smirk quickly faded and he clutched his shoulder. "Ouch." He looked at me worriedly and I rolled my eyes.
"Sorry..." I hugged him tightly and he softened, and gently kissed me on the forehead.
"Don't worry about it," his lips hovered over my forehead.
"Whoa, whoa, no PDA in the lobby!" Rogue said uninterested. We parted quickly. Rogue wasn't a fan of our relationship. He wants Sting to be happy, but isn't the romantic type. I'm really not either, but when it comes to Sting, I have to... I mean... It's Sting!
"Sorry, Rogue-sama..." I looked at him sternly. He smiled.
"It's fine." He eased quicker than normal... Why?
"Yeah..." Sting rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and Rogue's smile faded and he glared at him.
"Why can't you be as nice as (Y/N)?" He questioned irritated at Sting's sympathy.
"Did you not just see how hard she punched me in the arm?!" He screamed and began rubbing his shoulder again.
"Hehe..." I giggled slightly. Rogue rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
"She's just independent and takes charge. I see nothing wrong with that." He shrugged. I smiled at him and nodded a "thanks".
"Whatever!" Sting snatched my hand and pulled me into the classroom. He sat beside me, his head turned the other way, a black aura filling the space around him.
"Guess whose hereeeeee?!!" A perky, also familiar, voice sang throughout the classroom.
"Millianna, I see." She grinned at me and I smiled back.
"Yup! Your eyes don't deceive you!" She said playfully, taking her seat.
"Alright, class!" Ms. Scarlet called like a judge. "Today we will be discussing different topics and that'll be all, because I have other activities planned for Tuesday and Wednesday." The class nodded at her announcement. "Okay, so I'll let the class put slips of paper with a topic on it -- you don't have to put your name. And then ill draw a card and that'll be the topic." She pulled out a plastic basket and everyone ripped out, and folded, a piece of paper on what they would like to discuss and, or debate.
My card read: Poptart Flavors. I was proud of my big discussion. I mean, what kind of person doesn't debate they're favorite Poptart flavor? My thoughts exactly. I put my slip into the basket.
After collecting all the slips, she went to the front and pulled out one of the pieces of paper.
"Okay... Hm, 'Poptart flavors'? What a... Unique topic." She sweatdropped, although I was happy MY topic was picked. As I giggled excitedly about the topic, everyone -- well most-- turned my way (baby won't you come my wayyy) and automatically knew I was the one to write it.
"Okay, since we all knew who wrote it... (Y/N), what's your favorite flavor? Please debate your flavor in appropriate manner." Ms. S explained. I nodded and stood, taking in a deep breath.
"Yes, ma'am!"
I thought... So many flavors! How can I choose?! Okay...
"I would like to argue that the best flavor would have to be (p/f)!! It's obvious its the best! The color, the taste, the quality!!" I shouted pumping a fist to the ceiling.
"I also like that flavor, (Y/N)." Cana agreed.
"I like brown sugar! It remind me of me!" Millianna.
"I like blue raspberry for sure." Minerva joined the debate.
"Eh, pumpkin pie -- limited edition -- is obviously the most flavorful." Sting joined uninterestedly.
"Gross." Rogue glared at the Blonde and scoffed. "Chocolate sundae is the best. No arguments." He spoke in a 'I don't care, but I'm right anyways' tone.
"Okay, class. Enough with that." People who were standing, such as me and Rogue, sat back down.
It didn't last long enough... I thought. Then my mind went back to thinking about how strangely Rogue and Sting were acting... Speaking of, what's up with those two?
A/N
Cliffhanga, it was short sweet. Hopefully I'll be able to update tomorrow as well for making you wait so long... The next few will be kinda short and I have a "special" comin' up, so I can't wait to release that... And I hope you guys will enjoy the upcoming plot! Now you sit back and just enjoy the drama with Yukino, with you and Sting and possibly even Rogue, and the good times as well with Sting, Millianna, and your other Fairytail friends.Read on, Sting Lovers~
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