Erza's POV
Bam. And I was pinned to my locker, once again.
"What do you want?" I snapped at the culprit.
"Can I buy you a drink after school?" The doofus asked with an ugly smirk.
"Actually, can I just have the money?" I glared.
When he didn't answer, I used a bit of force to push his hands of my shoulders.
"Fail." The guy smirked.
"I don't want to hear your life story, so move it!"
While the idiot was trying figure out what that meant, I slammed my foot into his chest and sent him sprawling, the crowd that had gathered making way for the dude.
"You bi—"
I interrupted him. "First of all, LANGUAGE. You never know, there might be kids here. Second of all, I've been called worse."
"Like what?" He hissed in pain.
"Your girlfriend." I smirked as I heard some burns and ooos from the crowd.
"That's my girl," I felt a hand land on my shoulder, gripping it gently.
I looked up and glared. "I'm not your girl," I retorted.
His hand came down to ruffle my hair, but I caught it, taking by surprise. Now he was at my height, my hand twisting his wrists.
"Don't." I let him go, Jellal rubbing his wrists.
"How come I'm weaker than a girl?" I heard him mutter behind me.
I whipped around and glared at my sorry excuse for a boyfriend. Ha, boyfriend. To think that we were enemies not even a week ago and now we're dating. It's temporary okay? Not official.
"If you say that one more time, I'm putting the picture of you yesterday on the school's scrolling announcements." I threatened.
"You wouldn't want to do that Scarlet." Jellal smirked.
"Why is that?" I rolled my eyes.
Jellal opened his mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a clown barging in between us.
"Your Erza Scarlet, right?" She asked snottily.
"And who am I having the absolute pleasure of talking to?" I replied with sarcasm coating every word.
"I'm sorry, but hurry up and confirm my question!" She huffed.
"So, your name is Sorry? That's a new one." I heard Jellal snicker behind the circus clown, smirking.
"Why do you have to be so mean Jelly?" 'Sorry' whined at Jellal. I laughed at the name. Jelly? Pfft.
"First of all, do I know you? And second, no one. I mean no one calls me Jelly except my best friend, and girlfriend, who happens to be the same person."
I facepalmed. I haven't called him that since. . . I don't even know.
"You have a girlfriend?" 'Sorry' screeched like a constipated banshee.
"Wait, you didn't know that?" Asked a very confused Jellal. "I thought everyone would know by now, regarding my status and the gossip flow of this school."
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Battling With Fate *Jerza* FTWattyAwards
FanfictionBest Friend: Noun 1. An especially close or trusted friend. Antonyms: 1. Worst enemy. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• To start off, battling fate is not a good idea. Don't try it at home kids. Jellal and Erza can...