Lucy's P.O.V:
"Hey, Luce?" Natsu swiftly rips off the clear paper between him and his food, his eyes filling with greed.
"Hmm?" I answer, flipping the page of a horrible romance novel.
Long story short, Gajeel and I were at the library, and this romance novel fell off a shelf, and onto my head. So, he continued to tease me saying "you and the book were meant to be," and all that crud.
I ended up checking it out for the heck of it.
"Do you think I'm edgy?" Natsu's voice sounds overwhelmingly serious.
I lost it.
I tried to speak, but whenever words tried to come, more laughter was heard instead.
Once I had been drained of my lifetime supply of laughter, I started to examine this Camp Rock watcher's appearance.
"If you call pink haired boys with no signs of black in their closet edgy, I guess so." I shrugged, as I finally forked a piece of lettuce into my mouth.
It has been 3 months since Natsu has transferred here.
He rolled his eyes, and began to fork his microwaved meal into his mouth, savor into every bite.
I chuckled at his love for food, to hear a familiar throat clearing.
I turn my head to see Lissana Strauss, staring quite coldly at a certain someone.
Me.
"Darn Dragneel!" I mumbled to myself.
"What'd I do?" Natsu puzzles as he gulps down the large amount of food stuffed in his cheeks.
"You're the school's best basketball player!" I start, Natsu nods, signaling me to continue.
"Yet, the only girl you hang with is me." Once again, nodding is all he does.
"Girls like Lissana, and other attractive females, I guess get jealous that you hang out with me instead of the more attractive." I finish, and continue to munch my lettuce.
"So?" Natsu gestures me to speak once more.
"So, I get dirty looks, cold stares, mean pranks, and so on, from those jealous teen girls." I then stuff my mouth with salad, not wanting to speak again for a bit.
"Then why haven't you stopped hanging with me?" Natsu wiggled his eyebrows flirtatiously.
At least, he attempted to be flirtatious.
"Because you haven't screwed up yet." I say shrugging.
"Uhuh." Natsu shook his head in disbelief.
I flicked his forehead, which earned another cold stare from Lissana, who was practicing cheerleading.
Natsu and I always eat our lunch in the bleachers.
It's the only way my voice is drowned out, thanks to the peppy cheerleaders, and the battle crying jocks.
Fairy Tail High is a weird place.
Sorry for the short chapter, I really wanted to update something but this is all I could do with my schedule. Hope you enjoy!
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ספרות חובביםShe's not mute, she just has high standards. She's not unfriendly, she just prefers to be alone. She's not lonely, she just has trouble opening up. She's not antisocial, she just focuses on her studies. Until Natsu Dragneel. Natsu Dragneel changed e...
