My Sweet Dandelion |Natsu X Lucy|

8

"They say, you're a little much for me. You're a Liability."

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Chapter| 8
You're a surprise in a box

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|Lucy's P.O.V|

"What do you mean you forgot your wallet?" I snapped.

"It means what I just said. I had it I'm not sure where-" he stopped patting down his jeans, "I left it at home."

"No shit." I deadpan.

"Don't get mad, we can do something else." he ran his hand through his pink bubble gum hair.

Letting out a breath of air I calmed myself down. I wasn't quiet sure as to why I'm suddenly mad. Maybe because I actually looked forward to doing something today with someone and not just staying at home alone. Or hanging out with someone who pisses me off to the core. COUGH COUGH Cana and Juvia.

Dam I really did mess up myself by hanging out with them. The funny thing was when I first attended Celestial High I was determined to become well known. Freshmen year wasn't my year at all, well most of my school days were shitty.

Eighth grade year was the worst, going into high school fascinated by the idea of becoming one of those popular kids.

The thing was all my years in school never was I one to be surrounded by people. I didn't have anyone to gossip with over the phone or anyone to ask me how my day went.

I didn't have any friends, none, zero, nada. Apparently I was too outgoing, I came off too strong, as said by my friends. Deep down I knew why, I was an embarrassment.

Having someone talking nonsense, aways screaming their head off, sometimes even getting angry out of the blue can get annoying.

Well I am that someone, I'm well aware that I can get out of control sometimes.

But that's who I am, I can't change that. Pretending to be a sweet innocent blond girl entering my second year of high school wasn't easy. I moved here three years ago, fooling everyone into thinking I've never tasted alcohol or had my first kiss.

The sad truth was I've drank a whole bottle of whiskey before, I've smoked more that twenty packets of cigarettes. Indeed did I have my first kiss, even more than that. As my high school days turned from weeks, months, to years the perfect image I built started to wrinkle and crumble.

At parties I wouldn't hold back, slowly everything came apart.

Not anymore did people think of me as they did before. I'm a mess, everyone knows that. If it weren't for Cana I'm sure I would have ruined myself more than I already have.

I can shit talk about her all I want but it won't change for one thing I'm grateful for.

While I would go to too many parties and drink my ass off Cana tied me back. My drinking was getting out of control, I couldn't go pass a day without having the burning liquid go down my throat. Slowly she helped me.