Fairy Tail Imagines

High School Au - Mystogan Part 1

Your P.O.V
I need new curtains.

That was the first thought running through my head when I woke up. The light shining through the gaps is preventing me from turning over and screaming 'five more minutes'.

I reach over for my phone and the screen almost blinds me. Damn, why do phone screens have to be so light in the mornings? I'm sure it's illegal. But then again my phone says it's 6:30am, so I'm also contemplating whether it's illegal to marry a pineapple. Maybe, but no sensible thoughts until I've had my coffee. I throw back the covers and hiss at the loss of warmth. God, I hate waking up in the mornings.

I head into the bathroom and look in the mirror. A birds nest would look more presentable than me right now. I brush all of the knots out of my hair and throw on a new tank top and a flannel. I then pull up my skinny jeans and look again. Still ok, but better than pyjamas. I don't bother with much make up, it's only hell after all. Seven hours of struggle that we have to endure in order to say that we are better than average. But in all honesty ,who cares? The main thing I care about is the friendships I make and the memories too.

I head downstairs and grab a piece of toast. The counter is already littered with crumbs and spilled juice from earlier in the morning. Mum must have already been here, her mornings were often rushed. She had enough time to make toast and coffee but not enough time to take out the bin. Which meant I had to do it, before I left for school.

Sighing I lifted up the rubbish bag and went outside. As I headed over to the bins at the front of the house I became aware of how hot it actually was outside. I assumed that because it was early in the morning, it would be colder. But boy was I wrong.

I put the rubbish in the bin but just as I was starting to head back inside, movement across the street caught my eye. A boy stepped out of the house opposite me carrying a rubbish bag similar to the one I just had. He had striking blue hair and a mark on his face. But wait, I recognised that mark.

Recently our high school was merged with another, turning our all girl school into a mixed one. Many of the pupils thought that it was a splendid idea, as now their would be an equal number of boys as there was girls. And in their eyes, easier prey. Unfortunately for me, the houses that were on my street that just happened to be close to school and were for sale, were quickly snatched up by those moving to the school. This also meant that I had to get one living right across my road. But not just one, but two. An indescribable duo that consisted of a hot head, full of himself persona called Jellal, and a strange being of a boy called Mystogan.

Now as the name implies, he was a bit of an enigma. I only ever saw him buried in a comic, or in his own little world. Compared to his brother, whom I only ever saw on top of his scarlet haired girlfriend, constantly. But some part of me deep down wished that I could be a part of his little world, anywhere is better than here, especially if it's with him.

Whist contemplating all of this, I happened to also notice that he wasn't wearing a shirt. This made sense as it was quite warm outside, and Jellal was often seen without a shirt on, much to my annoyance. But what surprised me is that this wasn't Jellal this time. It was Mystogan.

I knew for sure because he also had a dark blue bandana wrapped around his head. Something he was never seen without.

Now any normal person that had a sense of decency would look away for fear of embarrassment. I however stood there like a retarded goldfish with my mouth wide open (probably drooling) gaping at this god-like figure before me. I never really took him for a work out guy, but his abs begged to differ.

Unfortunately for me, as soon as he turned around, he noticed my gaping figure and looked just as shocked as I did to have found someone else dressed and up at this time. We both just kind of stood there, while he waited for me to speak and form a sentence, and I waited for the ground to swallow me up. It must have been at least a few minutes, I couldn't really tell. All of my sense of time and existence had been wiped away at the sight of what lay beneath those dark blue robes. I opened my mouth to speak, after all it was me that started this staring contest.

"So.... You're on rubbish duty too?" Stupid stupid stupid brain. Of course he is on rubbish duty, what else would he be doing? Definitely not me.

"Yeah J-Jellal is still in bed I think...I mean I don't think so- I could go and check if you w-want?" He said glancing up to a window.

"No it's okay, I was just admiring the view" I said.

His face went brighter than a tomato, just as I realised what I said.

"No! No! Not like that! I mean I'm not saying you aren't attractive, I just meant  the sun rise, I don't see it often. Not that I don't see your six pack often, I mean wouldn't mind it, but oh God, okay I'm just gonna go back inside" I say all at once, and then run back into the safety of my house, but not away from my embarrassment. I slowly sunk down the back of the door, my face matching the red wood furniture.

I slowly turned around and peeped through the window, seeing if the midnight boy was still there. To my disappointment he wasn't, but why would he be?

All of my thoughts slowly merged into the one painful thing that I wish I hadn't seen.

I still have to go to school today with that surprisingly muscular God that I thought couldn't get any cooler.

Why do I do this to myself?