Past Tense.

Chapter 1

Thanks But No Thanks

"Miss Heartfilia, that's quite enough!"

"Kaayyyyy"

"Get out of my room this instant!"

"Finally Mrs. Orlando. I was trying to get out of class since I stepped in." Lucy huffed, kicking her feet off her desk and stomping out of the class.

Now of course, Lucy's course would not lead her to the Headmasters office, it would lead her straight out the back door of school, it's too bad for her that the campus knew her antics.

Instead of freely walkin home she was "escorted" by campus police to the office she was supposed to be going to.

"Hello Lucy, sit down." The fairly feminine man said as she entered the room.

"Oh we're on a first name basis now? Can I call you Bob?" She scoffed, taking her regular seat and kicking up her feet.

"No." He grimaced at her obviously dirty cargo boots on his polished desk.

"Or how about Bobby. Bobs not fitting for your exterior." Lucy laughed, spilling some mud of her boots. Bob shuddered, but held it inside. He had heard before that animals can sense fear, and Lucy Heartfilia is as in humane as they come.

"Lucy do you know how many times you've been dragged to the office? This semester alone?" Master Bob said, folding his hands on his desk and sitting forewords.

"First thing, lean back. Your man stench intoxicating. And second, I stopped counting after 12." Lucy sighed, playing with her newly black manicured fingernails.

"27 times and counting." He said, throwing a huge file on the desk with a bright red stamp on it that said LUCY HEARTFILIA on it. "- not to mentions the breach of - ahem- dress code." He said, raising a hand to her outfit.

"What's wrong with what I wear?" She asked. It's true, the school has a strict dress code that apparently didn't apply to her. She wore black leggings and a black tight crop top exposing her jade, dangling belly button piercing. She also had on brown combat boots and a coverup camouflage jean jacket. Not to mention her favourite black toque.

"First off we have a strict uniform-"

"Don't care"

"-that every student must wear whether they 'care' or not. I feel I have been pretty flexible with the rules regarding your... Condition but-"

"It's alright you can say that my dad's stinking rich." She scoffed, chipping off the end of her nail. She lifted up her middle finger "fuck, I chipped my nail" she said smirking. Mr. Jude Heartfilia. The most successful business man in all of Japan with Heartfilia Enterprises. She hated that... Every day of her life. That's all people would see her as 'Lucky Lucy Heartfilia' she never did good it was just expected. So she changed their standards, big time.

"Not what I meant. Anyway, last straw means last straw. You are hereby expelled from this academy."

"Finally!" Lucy groaned, walking out of the room. "See ya never."

*beeeeep*

"Fuck!" She yelled, slamming her hand onto the snooze button, the clock finally shut the hell up. She groaned incoherently, sitting up and rolling out of bed. Lucy's feet hit the cold floor making her shudder slightly and debate not going to the first day at her new school, nevertheless p she got up to get changed.

Glancing at the 'lovely' Fairy Academy uniform sprawled out on the dinning room chair, she scoffed "No way in hell" she said while she rolled her eyes and slid it on to the floor. No way Lucy Heartfilia would ever be caught in some 'Sailor Moon' outfit so she put on a pair of black highwaisted shorts that were ripped and a long sleeve burgundy crop top that had slits in the shoulders. That outfit was just not she was and this new school would just have to accept that.

And since the teenage girl lives alone, She can do whatever the hell she wants.

Lucy walked to her doormat gripped the door handle and mercilessly ripped it open and felt the cold chill slide across her bare stomach.

"Today seems like a good day to skip." She sighed, slamming the door shut again.

Later on that night, Lucy decided to go out. She had never really been a day person, they're all "sunshine, lollipops and rainbows" - or they're on crack as she would say.

She classified herself as a night person, lurking in the shadows and all of the accessories. Smoking whatever she can find, and in her opinion It's not all bad. And when the dealer mixes, it's like "getting high while you're baked from the first puff."

Lucy changed over the afternoon, just wasn't feeling that outfit and she couldn't stay and lie around all day in her normal clothes. Now she was styling a granite grey skinny ankle sweats and a sleeveless black hoodie. Lucy really was lucky that Magnolia is always so warm out. And now her new school was in town, before she usually had to take a twenty minutes bus ride to get to Blue Peagashit Academy.

She was thrilled to be outta that hell hole.

"Where's the next hell I'm going to? Unicorn Academy? No. Pixie Academy? I can't remember." She scoffed inwardly, shrugging. But with the names of all the mythical creatures, she deduced that the place sounds like a bunch of junkies all in one place.

Lucy might actually like this school.

She wasn't a complete loner at Peagashit, there were one or two friends to fuck around and smoke with.

Lucy turned the corner past the park, this was usually where she had spent her time after hours, smoking. There was also that other place but her buddies barely go their since the owner didn't pay of his debt and he disappeared. The new one is no where near cool as Richie.

She walked into the 3rd back alley where the druggies hang, all the way down and turn the corner.

Darkness filled her vision, "what the fuck?" She thought "this place is never empty." It was true; the closest she had ever seen it to empty was when it was 4 in the morning and even then there was a drunk passed out against the wall.

Something was not right, but it didn't seem to worry or disappoint Lucy in the slightest. "Oh well, didn't wanna hang with those fuckers tonight anyway" she sighed, kicking an empty beer can at the wall.

"Well well well boys, look what we got here!" Lucy heard a low voice from behind her that made her stomach twist in a knot. She flipped around to see a group of 5 men in black hoodies walking towards her, leaking from the darkness. "Shit" she whispered silently. Lucy realized why there wasn't anyone here, a little to late. Someone should have fucking told her that these assholes were in town.

"Piss off" she snapped, trying to walk past them and show some dominance. But one of the hooded figures grabbed her arm, halting her movements. Lucy struggled against it momentarily but they wouldn't fucken move. Being one who isn't helpless or weak, and prided herself on it, she wouldn't thrash around and give them the show they were looking for. Instead she looked the man dead in the eyes:

"Let me the fuck go you assholes!" She hissed, head butting one and making them fall back against a wall and lose his grip on her. A smirk spead across the blondes face.

"You bitch" the attacker hissed, clutching his nose "you'll pay". Never in Lucy's life had she been in thissituation. Only once before had she dealt with fear, and she promised herself long ago that she would never have to deal with that again. And this situation didn't even hold a candle to the shit she's been through, she wasn't scared; merely just understanding her odds of getting out of here untouched were slim to none. Lucy Heartfilia was not afraid of anything. That was her facade.

"That's not way to treat a lady" a new voice came from behind the hooded men, Lucys posture relaxed with the new voices entrance, she wouldn't have to use as much energy as she thought she would, always a relief.

But it's not like she needed a rescue.

They all turned to face him, the new voice, taking their attention off of Lucy. She faded into the darkness at the other side of the wall, quietly sliding past. In an echoing fashion, she heard a disarray of punches and falling bodies. Poor bystander, but that's what he gets for sticking his nose in someone else's problem.

But Lucy would always look after herself before another.

Yet another body fell to the ground with a thud, then silence. This was her time to fly from the scene. Lucy took a big leap forward but was thrashed back into a hard chest. "LET GO OF-" she began to yell, turning around to slap the grabber across the face. Her attack was caught roughly and she came face to face with the bystander.

She knew it wasn't an attacker because the man wasn't hooded, and he had spikey pink locks heading in all directions, surely she couldn't have missed that before, and a leather jacket. His onyx eyes stared down into her own eyes, looking for a heart to snatch or a breath to take.

"You alright?" He asked. His voice... It was weird, soft. She almost thought it was understanding, how could this man have possibly been in the same situation. But Lucy was not feeling shaken up, not that she would show.

She didn't need saving. She was perfectly fine.

"thanks but no thanks" Lucy scoffed referencing what just happened , shaking off his grip and beginning to walk away.

She heard the mans steps follow behind her, "No offence honey but do you know what would've happened if I hadn't saved the day?" Lucy could heard the mans lips form a smirk off that last word. She rolled her eyes.

"Like isn't this when your supposed to run into my arms and thank me for fucking saving you?" A playboy. A fucking player. As if Lucy's day wasn't bad enough, that did it for her. If there was anything Lucy Heartfilia hated more than school or preppy little uniforms it was a fucking player.

"Oh wait I think I've seen this move" She snapped, her eyes a blaze and whipping around to face him. "Is it the one where I'll see you tomorrow at school and you'll slowly fix my broken heart? Or the one where we will keep bumping into each other and madly fall in love? Yeah like I said, thanks but no thanks." She whipped her head back around, the ends of her hair grazing his face. It was Lucy's time to smirk as she turned out of the alley and onto the street. More footsteps behind her, would this pervert never stop?

"Hey I'm not saying long term or shit. Just you owe me Blondie." He said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, Lucy pushed him off one more time, losing her fragile patience.

"And I'm not saying anything so fuck off you persistent little prick!" She scoffed, picking up her pace in the opposite direction. Once she turned the corner she ran, losing him in the night

Lucy had felt his eyes staring at her ass as she stormed off, the perfect way to end the night. The icing on top of the cake, "That's all I need right now. A fucking playboy had to come and ruin my day." She angrily whispered to herself.

And after all this Lucy had only thought one thing:

"I could really use a cigarette"

Hey guys thanks for readin my first chappie!

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