Well here's a little story. The other day whilst scrolling on thisbroken website, I saw a comic that really intrigued me and well, I wanted to see if I could write something for it. That's how this happened. (P.s. It's high school AU)

Please enjoy.

Pairing: Nalu

Part 1

"Quiet! Quiet all of you! sit down and listen to what I have to say!"

The clamour died down under the sharp glare of the elderly teacher whose graying pink hair and wrinkled cheeks couldn't downplay the look of murder in her eyes.

One last paper plane whizzed through the air before she spoke again, "Today we have a new student. I would like for you all to welcome Lucy Heartfilia." She gestured to the young blonde standing next to her who-in turn-bowed her head in greeting to the class.

Lucy raised her head focusing on the group in front of her, truly they were a strange assortment. From what she could see, there was no groups or cliques. This was obvious as to how haphazardly most sat. For example, sitting beside the bright, blue-haired girl swinging her legs excitedly was a boy (could he even be called that?) with an unruly mane of black hair barely restrained by a gray headband and had a multitude of piercings that dotted his impassive face.

This was good.

No special seating arrangements meant she could escape the usual awkwardness of choosing where to sit.

A few of her classmates regarded her with disinterested glances (guy with piercings included, and also a guy in the back with no shirt) but most gave approving nods as well as little waves.

Also good.

No-one here knew or (even if they did) seemed to care about her background which meant no fake friends this time. This was going to be good.

"Ms. Heartfilia," the teacher continued," I hope you enjoy your stay a Fairy Tail Academy, now take a seat and also," she leaned in closer to the girl," don't let their looks fool you. They're a rowdy bunch the lot of 'em, a bunch of delinquents if you ask me. Watch yourself."

"I'll keep that in mind," Lucy replied

Her eyes skimmed over the classroom once more, looking for the perfect place to absorb the school's scripted knowledge. Most of the window seats (sadly) were taken and the majority of empty seats were in the back, not exactly Lucy's style.

That being said, the only place to go was the middle row, between the blue-haired girl and a kid wearing a black parka with the hood pulled all the way up.

Setting her messenger bag on the desk, Lucy pulled up the chair and focused on the teacher scribbling away at the board about the book they were supposed to be focusing on; "Black and White, The dark mage who lost his light."

"Today we'll be delving deeper into the traits of this book's main character, Zeref. From what we can tell, he was curse young age and wandered most of his life, avoiding people at all costs to protect them. This all changed however, when he met Mavis….."

The teacher's dictating voice, though strong and powerful, was pushed away by a small-somewhat squeaky- voice next to her.

"Psst hey, hey Lucy!"

Lucy turned to face brown eyes similar to her, it looks like she was already on the way to making her first friend.

"My name's Levy, it's nice to meet you!" She held out her slender hand for Lucy to shake. "Same," the blonde took her hand and shook it, "but I'm a little nervous though."

Levy tilted her head, "Why so? Do the guys in here really look that scary?"

"No, that's not it but," she paused, "I've never really been so good at dealing with transitions like this. Met some pretty mean people because of it. Though here looks more promising than anywhere else I've been."

"No worries," Levy replied," Everyone here's fine. You've got those a bit on the grumpy side and that's about it, There was that one time when some seniors got wild and tried to take over the school but that's another story though."

" ! !" The duo jumped at the sound of their names.

"I'm sure that your conversation is one that is truly riveting but pay attention! Heartfilia, this is your first strike. Mcgarden, I don't care if you've read the book 3 times already, no talking out of term."

The boy beside Levy let out a snicker of odd laughter (gihi, like seriously?) and said something about the bookworm finally getting in trouble.

She turned back to the board to scribble some more notes. "Sorry 'bout that Lucy. I got you in trouble with Miss Porlyusica on your first day."

"It's fine, just gotta avoid doing that for the rest of the time."

Lucy reached into her bag and pulled out her notebook, alongside a fuzzy purple pen and began to take down the notes from the chalkboard when problem struck.

Her pen, oh her beloved purple pen with the fuzzy ball on top was running out of ink.

The girl watched in horror as the ink-first black, faded to gray then to nothing. Only indents of the words she wrote were left on the page. Well this was great, now what?

She inspected Levy out of the corner of her eye, writing away at the speed of light. Maybe she had an extra….?

"Levy, do you have an extra pen? Mine just died on me."

"Gimme a sec."

Levy set down her pen after taking down one more sentence and poked around in her bag hanging off the chair, "Lemme see, not here, not there. Is that one? Wait that one died yesterday, why do I even have that still?"

Her hands slipped into her pockets and fished out an assortment of items. A phone, a keychain, a pack of gum, pocket dictionary but no pen.

"Sorry, I don't think I have another."

She nudged the guy beside her, "Gajeel you got an extra pen?"

He grunted a response and Levy turned back to Lucy, "No luck, maybe you can try asking around?" Ask around yeah, but who though. Lucy really couldn't be bothered to scout around for a pen among her classmates and it was quite obvious her strict teacher wouldn't approve of Lucy walking about row to row.

She slid her eyes over to the person opposite to Levy, the one wearing the parka.

From what could be seen, broad shoulders and some well-defined muscles printing out against the clothing, the person was most likely male. Their hands resting on the tabletop, were fairly large (well bigger than Lucy's anyways) with thick knuckles and some callouses.

Signs of fighting. Some punk kid maybe?

Their face remained hidden, only a few strands of bright pink hair peeked out from the shadow, a cheerful contrast to the image they were giving off. Mysterious.

Hesitantly, Lucy reached over and poked the person. They tensed at the contact.

"Um excuse me," she said softly," sorry to bother but do you have an extra pen? Mine ran out of ink."

No response.

Ok, time to try someone else then.

She moved to get up-to ask someone else down the line-when a slender, thin object was held out in front of her. A pen, not as fancy as her previous one but who cares? She got what she needed.

"Thanks a bunch, you really helped me out."

They nodded in response and soundlessly went back to focus on their work.

How curious….

Well yay I finished typing!

Part 2 will be uploaded whenever I finish it