Pink Lemonade

Purplish-Blue

Haha! I was bored so I decided to make a bonus chapter for you guys...yay. 

BTW: If you want to skip me telling you about the stupidity that came over me yesterday then I suggest you skip to the story under the fancy line thingy...

Okay so yesterday I was picking something up under a table and there was a chair in-front of me. I looked up and then the part of the chair that kinda sticks out and that slides under the table hit me in the nose when it slid underneath. It still hurts. Meh. Well now I have a big nose bruise and so there ya go. A story that completely wasted your time. Then I went to Olive Garden. If you don't know what Olive Garden is then you are missing out completely. So...continue with the story reading...

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I couldn't believe it. I finally had gotten kissed by someone. It felt good as I walked home in the pouring rain. My hair was matted down with rainwater and the streetlights went out because of the gigantic thunderstorm that had been going on. A feeling I've never felt before, hope...I guess.

Lucy's point of view:

Silence. Rain. Thunder. I can hear it all. It's different now. The thing I've dreamed of  since childhood had finally happened! Although the night had been a beautiful thing, it wasn't possible. We weren't possible. He's a Dragneel. I'm a Heartfelia. 2 ideas pound in my head not granting any mercy. Ugh.

It feels weird to fight with yourself when for your whole life your brain always had one opinion. There's no escape really. So that's why he'll never see me again. I'm sorry Natsu but it hurts more than you can imagine. So you should just stay away before you get hurt too.

"Hey Lu!" Shouts my little sister, Levy. 

I pick her up and gaze at her hair before I see whats happened. "Levy!" All those strands of blonde hair are now covered in sticky, purple paint. I rush her to the bathroom now getting paint on my favorite blouse. "What did you do?!!" I shout. "I wanted to be a pwetty pwincess!" She replies. 

She lifts up her arms and I pull off her shirt. She hops into the shower and I watch as the paint disappears down the drain. "What paint did you use Levy?" I ask her, now concerned because it's not coming out. She doesn't reply fast enough for me to notice that my best friend Juvia's permanent purple hair dye had fallen into the wrong hands. 

We wash her hair for a long time but the color remains the same. I freak out but try to stay calm. Thank goodness it's not as purple as Juvia's hair because we got out the dye before it could fully make her hair a full purple. It's just bluish-purple. And it's going to stay like that. For life.

I'M SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT!!