Juvy ✎ Gajevy AU

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[Beginning Notes:] Hi everyone!

Thanks a bunch for all the votes @lizzzabeth (-:

Chapter six is up (and hopefully not too boring...)!

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Levy sighed as she tapped her pencil to her forehead. A stray piece of blue hair fell into her face, and she blew it away with peaking agitation.

The calculus work page in front of her sat untouched and undone. The very sight of something being procrastinated out by her own self made Levy groan full out. It was a good thing she lived alone; otherwise her parents would've dashed in to make sure she wasn't suffering from some sickness.

Although, she felt like she was.

Friday night loomed dangerously in her mind; sights, feelings and all.

After Mira came to their rescue, she allowed them to come inside and explain. Afterwards, the silver-haired woman suggested that the six seniors do something to pay back the community for their trouble. While Levy thought it honorable, Natsu scoffed at the idea.

And despite her brief suggestion, the silverette didn't leave the deciding to the teens.

Levy's head began to hurt as she remembered the conversation.

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"You want us to go to Phantom prison?" Gray asked, sounding completely appalled. Juvia shared the same expression from beside him.

"Like I said before, Lisanna normally goes to visit with the juveniles there and tells them stories about her trips abroad," Mira explained, an almost pleading look on her face. "I'm not asking for the same favor, just a short visit. Those kids are lonely, conflicted, and most likely dangerous. They need someone there for them, even if they don't act like it. Just disregard their crimes for a moment and think about a life behind bars. Most of them don't even want to leave, either. They have no families to go home to and hardly an education. What I'm asking for is for you all to show there up at six o'clock on Tuesday."

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Levy sighed even deeper. It was Monday, which meant that she would be going to one of the most popular juvenile prisons tomorrow.

After Mirajane's speech, the six were compelled to oblige. Even the blunette admitted that she felt bad for the young criminals who were living their lives behind bars. How horrible! And despite the fact that they did get themselves into that trouble, Levy couldn't imagine a life without her family, friends, and education.

Most of the teenagers there had probably never even been to a public academy, let alone a high school. And Levy was blessed to not only go to one of the nicest in Magnolia, but to attend as a student council vice president, have straight-A's, and be driven by the hope for a college education.

She supposed after over-night thinking that visiting the prison wouldn't be that bad. After all, the most she had to do was stand behind Lucy and wave to a few people. The biggest fear she had was the fact that those people were criminals. Asking the blunette to attend a prison was like asking Lucy to buy clothes from a thrift shop.

After a few moments of heavy thinking, Levy snapped out of it and glanced down at the neglected page. Already, the whole prison ordeal was making her unfocused.

She readied her pencil determinedly, deciding to do the work without any more trivial thinking. Unfocus led to being kicked off the student council, bad grades, and slacking off in class. She couldn't allow her sharp mind to dim.

Twenty minutes later, the page was completed and slid gently into Levy's math folder. The blunette smiled fondly at her handiwork, ready for the next bit.