Wrong Numbers and Pleasant Mistakes

π Genius Club π

π Genius Club π

One new message from: Levy ∆

Have you ever had something you were really good at? Have you ever had a secret? I have. Ironically, it was the same thing I was really good at.

It was surprising and pleasant.

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"Levy-chan, do you have any plans this weekend?" Lucy asks as we walked out of our last class of the day. I gripped onto the straps of my backpack and nodded with a faint smile. "Yep, I need to study.." It was a really bad lie but Lucy just smiled.

Some part of me, wanted to tell her but I couldn't. "Ah. Did you hear about the Phoenix?" She asked causing me to whip my head around to face her. She raised an eyebrow but kept talking about the Phoenix, a master mix and DJ whose face no one ever saw.

I just smiled and listened clutching my straps on my backpack tighter. It was nerve wracking to pretend like I was the culture clueless genius that I wasn't. Without thinking, I found myself pulling my best friend into the bathroom and spilling my secret. I just couldn't hide it from her any longer.

My secret that, I was the Phoenix and that this weekend I couldn't study because I had a gig. The blonde bounced up and down at the news causing me to laugh. So naturally, when she asked to assist me I said yes.

That Saturday night, we headed to the area of the party. Lucy helped carry my gear as I fixed my hood over head though my rough blue curls poked out slightly and the mask I wore over my eyes was secure.

The area for the party was some old warehouse that some student from Sabertooth had reign over. He hired me through his class president, a kid's name I couldn't really remember. The funny thing about being the Phoenix is, it's kind of like being a superhero.

No one knows my true identity, I don't talk to people and I write everything down. I'm so careful in fact, people don't even know my gender. I'm invisible yet visible at the same time. People only see the music I give to them and I don't mind it.

I had to keep my worlds separate. I'm growing up in a family where they believe in the power of knowledge and while their good parents, when it comes to who I'm supposed to be, someone with knowledge is their only answer. They just did not understand the power of the creative mind as well as one that has education.

When I sat down my equipment and Lucy left me be, I tightened my fingerless gloves on my hands and turned on my laptop. My heart pounded but it would soon be steadied by the music.

With fingers like lightening, I picked out my starter song and plugged it up. People slowly began to dance and make their way closer. Through the haze of my music blasting and rocking the room, I noticed a guy leaning up on a wall smirking.

It annoyed me but I pushed the feeling back. It was none of my business about his attitude towards me. What did I know? He probably wasn't even looking at me. He seemed to be enjoying the music but that smirk kind of made me want to hit him.

When I finished my first set, I took a break and was sipping my water in peace when there he was walking towards me. I could see him more clearly as his raven black hair swayed caused by his heavy combat boots making an impact with the floor. His eyes.

His eyes they were like crimson rubies and they glimmered with something michevious. In fact, I was so enticed by them that I jumped nearly a foot in the air when I saw him directly in front of me.

He chuckled lightly and raised an eyebrow. "Something scare ya?"

I rolled my eyes and searched for a notebook to write a response. "Where'd you get Phoenix from?" He asked before I could even fully write down my first answer.

I pointed to the Fall Out Boy poster that was conveniently right behind him and he laughed. "Ah.. That's kinda cool. Mind if we talk somewhere more quiet?"

Now before you jump to conclusions, this wasn't unusual for me. It was business. It was the way people arranged gigs with me and discussed details. I was not some dumb girl hopelessly following some attractive guy into a dark alley. Though I'd be lying if I didn't say, I did follow an attractive guy to discuss business. He was extremely attractive and call me crazy, but I couldn't help the dorky fantasies from running through my head.

"I'm Gajeel." He grinned looking at me and I simply nodded. The walls of the warehouse still vibrated from my music even though I was outside. "And I didn't come out here to discuss business." He added leaning on the building.

It shocked me and I unconsciously took a step back. What the hell did he want to discuss then? It was a policy of mine, never to speak so he couldn't know who I was.

"Relax. I want to just talk about music."

And we did. Well, actually, he talked. I just wrote and handed him my answers and questions. It was a calming thing that was becoming a bad habit because I had started doing it after set.

Maybe it was the way he talked about music and it's connection to all of life. All I knew was that I was getting addicted to our conversations though we barely knew each other.

"All I feel is that music tells more about a person than they can tell you."

His words made me pause before responding. He was right, of course but I wasn't expecting it.
Quickly I grabbed my pen up, for the hundredth time that night, and wrote:

'Music, no matter the person, is an escape from something. That's why you can tell so much from it. People bury and indulge in those lyrics because they relate to something buried within their soul.'

He stared and what I had written for a long time and before I knew it there was Lucy handed me my bags. I gave him my email address, my business one of course, and sped off with Lucy. I had finished all my sets and everyone enjoyed it. I enjoyed my time with the mysterious Gajeel.

As we were turning the corner, I heard Gajeel ask me something that I couldn't answer.

"Who are you really Phoenix?"

The question was barely audible but I hadn't missed it. I was asking myself that same thing about him.

Little did I know, he was the mystery that would change my life once I found the answer.

((A/N: I had writer's block for a very long time for this particular chapter as well as not being able to edit photos for this story which really took a huge toll on me writing another chapter. But I'm back, I hope you like it!))