My Sweet Dandelion |Natsu X Lucy|

10

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

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Chapter| 10
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|Lucy's P.O.V|

We walked back to school, we came around lunch time a little later. When we entered the cafeteria Cana immediately looked confused seeing me standing next to Laxus. Don't get any ideas boo. Purposely I avoided eye contact with her.

Mira wasn't here, Cana was going to ask me questions I don't want to answer. Laxus is going home after lunch, so I basically have no one to sit with. Standing alone in front of the cafeteria is the most awkward shit. Fuck it I'll just skip. I speed walked out of the cafeteria and into the empty hallway.

I'll just walk around. And that's exactly what I did, I walked slowly through every hallway. My shoes scraping the floor–occasionally you would hear squeaks. This isn't how I wanted to spend my Monday morning at all. Jesus how much drama can happen in a span of four days.

I'm not complaining too much, I love drama. But when you're caught in the middle it's very stressful and a mood damper. Right now is a perfect example, I'm drained. Not in a very good mood, and have no backpack. How am I supposed to get through the day? I don't flipping know.

At last the bell rang signaling us a five minute warning to get to class. Yay. I walk to my locker practically dragging my feet. With a tug I yank my locker open, now I'm not neatest person. Crumbled paper and snack wrappers rolled out my locker littering the floor.  Haha I'm not picking that up.

Grabbing the two books I'll be needing, and a pen I slam my locker shut. Dramatic, I know. The hallway was filled with bastards in a matter of minutes. So the pushing and shoving began. How the hell is a 5'6 person supposed to get through? I don't know don't ask me.

Do I shove? Maybe if I walk by the locker line? But people would be in the way grabbing things from their locker. Oh shit what class do I have next?

You would think after a few months of the school year I would get used to this. Nope.

I'll just shove. Move it fuckers I gotta get to class. Yes you too red head. Aww do you really have to dry hump in the hallway? Hey you! Stop eating each others faces and move out the way you hormone fucktards. Oh ya I have elective next period.

I made it to my class, I waited outside with everyone else because the teacher doesn't open the door until the bell rings. We're not in kindergarten bitch.

A familiar shade of pink hair passed by. Quickly I look at him smiling as a way of greeting. But instead he makes eye contact then switches his gaze. What? Last week we were just fine. After the movie was over we snuck down the roof. We went back to the park and bid out goodbyes.

Did I do something wrong?

Was my kiss terrible?

That's what I spent the whole period doing. Thinking. In fact I didn't even notice we had to bring our sketch books. I just stared at the board and thought. The hour went by in a blur, the bell rang. Slowly I walked out the classroom. I'll just head home, I'm not feeling well.