I have absolutely no idea where this came from….-.-

And I'm pretty sure this will be the longest chapter I'll ever write for anything. This is the first real story with D in it! I'm kind of sad though. I had to tone her way down because it's set in the real world instead of the magical one. She's almost kind of normal.

For those of you who read the originally posted 1st chapter, you simply need to start at the spot where it left off. I marked it.

Chapter 1: Arrival

"Are you ready, Lucy?" D asked the girl as they approached their destination. Lucy nodded in excitement.

"Yeah!" she exclaimed. "I'm so excited! I'm actually going to high school!" D groaned from behind the steering wheel as the building came into view. "Oh, come on! This'll be fun!" D groaned again.

"I can't believe you actually managed to get me to agree to this," D complained. "I hate school."

"Well, little-miss-genius-pants, I don't!" Lucy said. "I can't wait to start!"

"Remind me again why I had to enroll as well?" D asked as she reached the schools gate and began her drive up the (incredibly long) drive way.

"You had to enroll because it's less suspicious that way!" Lucy snapped. "You can't just follow me around campus all day!"

"Lucy…" D warned, "I'd rather not follow you around at all." They finally reached the parking lot and D parked as close as she could to the buildings emergency exits, which wasn't hard since everyone else had parked near the front door which was a good distance from them. "God," she put her dead on the wheel, "I'm already hating this…I can't stand being awake in the morning." Lucy looked cautiously at D.

Uh-oh, she thought, even though she stayed up all night so she wouldn't have to worry about getting up in the morning, she's starting to show her DTTM mode: morning version…better not talk to her right now...

Lucy quickly got out of the car when D's morning glare turned her way and began grabbing her bags. D turned the engine off and followed suit. Once Lucy had her bags she ran off for the entrance while D finished grabbing her things and locked up the car. When she looked back in Lucy's direction, the girl was halfway to the door.

"Hurry up, D!" Lucy shouted over her shoulder. "We're already late!" D simply grunted and calmly began walking towards the door. Lucy stood there waiting for her and opened the door. "After you," she said with a grin and slight bow. D nearly growled at the girl as she walked inside.

Yep, Lucy thought, she's totally pissed about it being morning now. I guess now wouldn't be the right time to tell her to take off her sunglasses. Lucy thought about that for a second. On second thought, she'd never take them off anyway.

"Hello," the green-haired secretary greeted them with a southern accent. "You must be the new students." D groaned from her spot next to Lucy. "Master Makarov will be with ya'll in a minute." She either didn't hear D's groan or didn't acknowledge it.

"Thank you," Lucy said while D simply grunted. The secretary gave D a confused look. "Sorry," Lucy apologized getting the woman's attention. "She's not a morning person…or a school person for that matter. She hates them both, one, more so, because of the other."

"Ah…" The secretary nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound and a male voice called, "Send them in." The secretary gestured or them to enter a door to their left labeled 'Master'. Lucy and D entered the room and put their bags against the wall before sitting in the chairs in front of the desk.

"Welcome to Magnolia Academy!" a small, kind-looking, white-haired old man sitting on the desk said. "I'm Master Makarov."

He doesn't look like a principle, Lucy thought.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Lucy and she's D," Lucy introduced.

"Now before we get to business," he started, "I have to ask, what's your story?" Lucy froze. "Well, you should have expected me to question you. After all, two young girls suddenly applying to a school for the children of the richest families in the world out of nowhere is extremely suspicious don't you think?" Lucy paled and looked alarmed at D. "I'm charged with protecting this school and its students. I cannot allow you to enroll when I know nothing about you."

"D," Lucy started, "what are we gonna do?" She looked at the old man again. "Should we tell him?" Then, D did something almost unheard of. She smiled…in the morning.

"Good," she suddenly said.

"Good?" Lucy and Makarov questioned.

"I had every intention of telling you the truth," D began, "but first I needed to make sure this place was safe. If you had simply let us in without a single question about 'who we are' or 'where we came from', I would have grabbed Lucy and left immediately." Makarov gave an amused smile.

"So the reason behind the lack of information was a test?" Makarov asked.

"Yes," D confirmed, "and you passed. However, there is a second reason." She paused. "What I am about to tell you is indeed the truth, but, this information is for your ears only. If, once you have heard what I have to say, you believe our presence is a threat to your student's safety, you may ask us to leave. Do you understand?" Makarov's kind face took on a look of utter seriousness as he slowly nodded.

D got up and began to whisper directly in the old man's ear. Every now and then he would nod or shoot glances in Lucy's direction. The whole time D was speaking to Makarov, Lucy was sitting nervously fidgeting in her chair. After about 10 minutes of this, D finally sat back in her chair apparently finished with her story. Makarov looked a little pale and slightly outraged.

"And that's the story," D concluded. Makarov turned to Lucy.

"Well my dear," Makarov began, "it seems you've been through a lot as of late." Lucy cast sad eyes at the ground. Makarov looked between the two girls. "I can understand why you want to come here." Lucy looked up at him with hopeful eyes. He met her gaze and gave her a kind smile. "You may stay." Lucy grinned in happiness and jumped up in victory. However, she could sense D beginning to fall back into her usual morning slump.

"Uh-oh," Lucy said. "I think we should finish this up before my cousin reverts back into the demon she usually is in the morning."

"Alright then," D said, "I need you to give my cousin and I the same schedule, and we must be in the same room." She yawned and irritation began to slip into her voice. "Don't worry about how well I'll do in her advanced classes because I've already finished school. We can say my cousin was worried about me becoming completely anti-social-"

"-which you are and I am worried," Lucy interrupted.

"-which is true. So the only reason I'm here is to try and become a 'normal' teenager and be around other people 'my' age," D finished. "Does that sound alright with you?"

"Fine," Makarov agreed, "but how do we explain you having the same schedule?"

"Because I loathe school, and Lucy wouldn't trust me to actually show up or talk to other people unless she was there," D stated, "which I wouldn't by the way."

"No, she wouldn't," Lucy added, "and as for why we share a room…D wouldn't wake up in the morning if you covered her in ice. Also, if someone besides a few people, one of which is me, touches her when she's asleep, she will unconsciously attack them and anyone else in the area that moves." Makarov blinked and shot his gaze to D, who simply shrugged. "You should warn the teachers about this because I guarantee she'll fall asleep in class eventually. I'll also need to be paired with her on projects." D grunted in agreement. Lucy sighed. "It appears as though my cousin has slipped into her DTTM mode: Morning version."

"Her…What?" Makarov asked.

"Her Don't-Talk-To-Me mode: Morning version, which, by the way, is one of the worst," Lucy explained.

"It's DFTTM mode, baka," D corrected.

Lucy looked straight forward. "I don't agree with you using cuss words," she stated before turning to her cousin. D rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses.

"I understand what you meant by her being a demon in the morning," Makarov interjected.

"I'm always a demon, that's how people remember to call me D," D said.

"Hmm," Lucy mussed. "She's still talking, must not fully be in the mode yet."

"Okay then," Makarov started, "let's get you guys your room and schedule." He hit a button on the intercom on his desk. "Bisca, can you please get two identical schedules for our new students and a dorm room for them to share?"

"Yes, Master," the secretary's voice said through the speaker. "What kind of classes do ya'll need?" D and Lucy then proceeded to tell her what classes they wanted and when they wanted them. (Not by period but whether they wanted the class in the morning or afternoon.)

"I'll begin warning the teachers while you two get settled," Makarov said. D and Lucy stood and grabbed their stuff when Bisca entered the room with the schedules handing Makarov a copy. "Welcome to Magnolia Academy! I hope you enjoy your time with us." Makarov added the last part because he got the feeling they wouldn't be here that long. D nodded at him in understanding. Lucy didn't seem to detect the hidden meaning though.

"Thank you!" she nearly shouted in her excitement.

"I'll discuss ways to improve your security at minimum expense to show my gratitude…but only when it's not so damn early," D said as she was about to leave.

"Our security is already top-notch though," Makarov stated in confusion. Lucy resisted the urge to laugh when he said 'top-notch'.

"I just got here and I've already spotted," she tilted her head and thought for a moment, "5 holes in security…and that's just from driving through the front entrance, parking, and walking to your office…I'm almost afraid to see how many more I'll find when we go over your entire system. I'm tired right now, so I wonder if I missed some." D said more to herself than Makarov. "I don't mean to insult your security or anything. It's just," she looked at him and smirked, "you want the best protection for your student's right?" Makarov nodded. "Well, I want the best protection for my cousin. We have a common goal, so let's work hard together, ne?" Makarov smiled.

"Yes," he said. "When should we discuss this?" D's face fell into a full on annoyed scowl that scared the old man.

"When I'm not so irritable," she answered.

"Meaning a time between 12:00pm and midnight," Lucy explained. "It's best if it's after 2 though. Unless you let her out of class…then she'll be in a ridiculously good mood." Lucy rolled her eyes at this. "However, it'll have to at least be 10:30am or she'll still be somewhat cranky." D grunted.

"You really hate mornings that much?" Makarov asked.

"No," D answered. She blinked then pulled out a camera and took a picture of Lucy's face. The shocked look she had was priceless. D then continued as though nothing had happened. "I'm just a night person. I'm never really awake until 11 at the earliest. I don't fall asleep until at least midnight…I usually go pass that though. To top it all off, I sleep for, like, 12 hours…"

"Or not at all, 3 hours at the least," Lucy interjected. "If it's not exactly 3 hours she won't wake up until 11 to 12 hours have passed."

"Unbelievable," Makarov stated.

"I know right?" Lucy agreed.

"If you've finished, ya'll can follow me to your room now," Bisca said when there was a pause. D began following her as she walked out the door.

"Tomorrow at 10:30am," D suddenly said stopping at the door frame.

"Huh?" Lucy asked.

"I'll discuss the security tomorrow at 10:30am. Send for me. Lucy will be coming with me so ask for her as well," D said before leaving the room after Bisca.

"I'm sorry about her rudeness," Lucy apologized.

"It's alright," Makarov chuckled. "This school is full of rude brats like that." He watched Lucy walk to the door. "She must really care about you." Lucy stopped in the doorframe. She looked down with a rueful smile.

"Yeah," she said.

"Hurry up ya freakin' slow poke!" D yelled effectively ruining the moment.

"Too bad she's such a pain," Lucy mumbled before shouting, "Coming!" and running after her cousin.

"What a nice girl," Makarov commented, "the other one to…even if she is a little dangerous. Ah! That reminds me…I've got to warn the teachers." He sighed. "Those girls shouldn't have to go through this. They don't deserve it."