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"OUCH!"A blonde shouted. The basketball bounced off her face. She rubbed the painful spot.
"You should be careful where you're walking, blondie!" A teen the same age as her; with spiky, pale blond hair; ran up to her and grabbed the ball. The blonde grew a tic mark.
"W-What?! Excuse you! You're the one whose ball hit my face, jerk!" The girl shouted. The boy started dribbling the ball. He wore a bored facade. The girl clutched her cheek. Trying to stop the throbbing pain.
"Oh, whatever. Fine. I'm sorry, alright?" The boy said with a bored tone. The girl huffed and continued to walk. Until she tripped on a crack in the cement. Face planting. The teenage boy gave out a laugh.
"Oh my kabo! You're hopeless! First, you get hit by a basketball that a toddler could easily dodge. Secondly, you face-plant! How pathetic can you get?!" He laughed. The girl grew another tic mark. Just larger and in her eyes, she had an intent to kill the teen laughing his ass off at her. She quickly got up.
"Whatever. I'm going." She huffed.
"Are you sure you wanna walk around with a bloody nose and a bruised cheek? Their gonna think something bad happened to you, blondie." The teen raised a brow. "Come on. I'll help you. Since you really need it!" He laughed. The girl groaned but still followed him. They entered a mini cafe near the court, where the blonde and the blond 'fought'.
"Stay here. I'm gonna get something." The blond boy said. The girl sat down. Admiring the scenery. (She's sitting by the window) The blond came back with a tiny, white box in hand. He sat down beside her and opened the said box.
"If you're trying to hit on me. It's not working." The strawberry-blonde said. Glaring at the boy beside her. He was about to touch the girl's face to apply an ointment.
"Oh, please. I would never wanna hit on an ugly-duckling like you. Besides, I'm just trying to be nice." He said in an amused voice. The girl groaned. Letting the teenage boy do his work.
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"Thanks...?" The strawberry-blonde raised a brow.
"Sting. Sting Eucliffe." He said.
"Thanks, Eucliffe. My name's Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia." She smiled. Giving him her hand.
"No problem, blondie." He smiled cheekily. He grabbed her hand and shook it.
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Fanfiction"Thanks...?" The strawberry-blonde raised a brow. "Sting. Sting Eucliffe." He said. "Thanks, Eucliffe. My name's Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia." She smiled. Giving him her hand. "No problem, blondie." He smiled cheekily. He grabbed her hand and shook...
