Hahaha... So I've gone and started yet another Fan Fiction. This one is actually a rewrite as the original one was actually terrible. Anyways, I'm writing this with my best friend, Leaf of Shining Moss (I think that's what she goes by on Fan Fiction...) I hope you enjoy it!

Oh, and Grimdark Terezi, I'm still working on your story request. To be honest, I kind of forgot about it until I started organizing all of my documents. Sorry about that, I've been very busy and stressed since school started.

Well, enjoy the first chapter of this Fan Fiction!

As I sat on my bed, I searched the internet for something to relieve my boredom - just like I had been doing for the past hour. I had already finished my homework, so it's not like that was an option. Just as I was about to give up my search, I saw a link for a site called 'Fairy Chat'. After some hesitation, I decided to click on it. I clicked on the 'Create Account' button.

Username: SwordSlash01

Password: ********

Confirm Password: ********

Bio: I enjoy Sword Fighting and eating cake.

Hobbies: Sword Fighting…

My information was vague, but I didn't feel like adding more. Sighing, I clicked 'Done' and joined a chat room called 'Fairy Tail'.

SwordSlash01 HAS ENTERED THE CHATROOM.

SwordSlash01: Um... Hi...

FlameMouth: Hi!

ShootingStar18: Hi! :D

_FrozenIceMan_: Hi... You sure have an interesting hobby...

SwordSlash01: Um... Thanks.

FlameMouth: Snowcone, she doesn't want to talk to you!

_FrozenIceMan_: How do you know? Did you ask her?

FlameMouth: Well, no… But you're annoying.

_FrozenIceMan_: Shut up, Flamebrain! I'm not as annoying as you!

ShootingStar18: Guys… Stop arguing; you argue all the time! Plus, don't you think it's rude to Sword...

We talked for a bit longer about some nonsense before I decided to get off. It wasn't all that bad talking to Flame, Ice, and Star; they were actually quite funny. However, I had a feeling my peace would be ruined soon, so I decided to get off while I had the chance.

"Erza, get the fuck down here! Now!" my father shouted, causing me to flinch. I quickly got off my bed and left my room.

Running down the stairs as fast as I could, I called back to him, "What do you need?"

I slowed down as I got closer to the living room, and I paused at the entrance. There was a strong scent of alcohol, and there was no doubt that he was drunk; he's always had a bad drinking habit. Once I entered the living room, I jumped back as an empty beer bottle was hurled my way; the glass shattered at my feet.

"What do you need, father?" I asked, slightly agitated.

My father got off the couch and stalked towards me. He grumbled, "Go make dinner."

"Why can't you make it for once?" I muttered while walking towards the kitchen. Before I could make it far, my father shoved me, causing me to fall to the ground. You'd think that I'd have learned by now not to talk back.

"Don't be a fucking smartass," he growled then walked back to the couch.

Getting up off the ground, I walked to the kitchen and began to make some dinner. I made chicken and mashed potatoes. As soon as it was finished, I gave my father a plate of food then retreated back to my room. Since I couldn't think of anything else to do, I went back on Fairy Chat and joined a different chat room called 'Crime Sorciere'.

SwordSlash01 HAS ENTERED THE CHATROOM.

LinkWoman37: Time… Please tell me your name? It's not like I'm going to track you down and stalk you. Plus, I'll tell you mine.

TimeArkPower: The fact that you even mentioned stalking makes me think you would, plus what about Space?

SpaceNerd84: Don't bring me into this… You two can always PM each other. Oh, and hi Sword…

LinkWoman37: Hello, Sword!

TimeArkPower: Hey Sword!

SwordSlash01: Uh… Hi.

SpaceNerd84: Don't mind those two... They always 'argue' about random things.

LinkWoman37: We do not.

SpaceNerd84: Sword, could we just PM each other? That way these two can keep talking without us distracting them.

SwordSlash01: Sure.

SwordSlash01 and SpaceNerd84 HAS LEFT THE CHAT.

I patiently waited for Space to PM me; I definitely didn't want to message him first. Knowing me, I'd probably end up typing something weird. After a minute of just staring at the screen, I got a notification saying I had a new message. I opened it up to read it and reply.

SpaceNerd84: Hey, sorry about Link and Time… They tend to get a little strange.

I smiled to myself and typed a reply.

SwordSlash01: Hello. It's fine, I really don't mind. Link seems very cheerful.

Closing my eyes, I waited for a response. Soon, my Laptop made a 'ding' sound, and I

opened my eyes to see that he replied.

SpaceNerd84: Is that different from how you normally are?

Shit…

I quickly typed my reply and hoped he wouldn't question me further.

SwordSlash01: Sort of… Anyways, what do you want to talk about?

SpaceNerd84: Um… I'm not sure. I see you like sword fighting though.

SwordSlash01: Yeah, it keeps me busy. What do you like to do?

SpaceNerd84: I like to read and draw.

My father suddenly shouted to me, "Erza, there's a mess in the hall! Why the fuck haven't you cleaned it?"

I glared at my closed bedroom door and mumbled, "It wasn't there when I came upstairs…"

Before getting up and seeing what kind of mess I had to pick up this time, I quickly typed a response to Space.

SwordSlash01: Those are nice hobbies. I like reading as well. Anyways, I have to go… I have chores.

Closing my laptop, I stood up and walked over to the door. Just before I got to the door, it swung open and showed my angry father; he glared at me and began to yell again, "Why the hell didn't you come out here right away?"

I flinched and took a step back, "I'm s-sorry... I uh… fell. That's why it took me so long to get here."

It was a terrible lie, and I wasn't surprised when he slapped my cheek and shoved me to the ground. He glared at me and grumbled, "Don't fucking lie to me. Now, go clean the mess in the hall."

I put my hand over the spot I had been slapped. It hurt. When I glanced into the hall, I saw a mess of what could become stains. I knew for a fact that they were all alcohol of some sort.

My father kicked me in the ribs when I didn't get up to clean; I gasped in pain and began to stand up. As soon as I stood up all the way, my father left my room; I waited until I heard his bedroom door click shut.

Quietly, I walked downstairs to get some cleaning supplies. It took me a couple of hours to get all the stains cleaned up; it took longer than usual because I couldn't clean the carpets with the shampooer since it was too loud. By the time I finally finished cleaning the hall, it was almost one in the morning, and I still had to go to school five hours.

Despite me being exhausted after I brought the cleaning supplies back to the basement, I went back onto my laptop. I went on Fairy Chat to see if Space had PMed me while I was cleaning.

He had.

SpaceNerd84: Ah, okay. Let me know when you're done with your chores.

SpaceNerd84: Are you done with your chores yet?

SpaceNerd84: Hello? Sword?

SpaceNerd84: Did you fall asleep or something?

I sat down and typed a response to him.

SwordSlash01: Sorry, I had a lot of chores… We can't talk anymore right now either. It's really late, and I have school later.

SpaceNerd84: Oh okay. I should get some sleep as well. It's my first day at a new school tomorrow, and it's also really late where I am. Goodnight!

SwordSlash01: Goodnight!

Closing my laptop, I stood up and brought it over to my bed. I crouched down next to my bed and pushed my laptop underneath it. After hiding my computer, I got ready for bed, turned out the lights and laid down. I shut my eyes and fell fast asleep.

In the morning, I woke up to my alarm blaring in my ear; I quickly turned it off before it woke my father up. I groaned as I rolled out of bed and sleepily stumbled over to my dresser; I had only gotten five hours of sleep. People generally don't like going to school, but when you get bullied at school, it really makes you dread going.

Still half asleep, I picked out a pair of jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black sweatshirt. As soon as I finished brushing my hair, I ran downstairs, put on my tennis shoes, and left the house.

Rather than walking to school, I decided to wait for the bus. I still had a while before the bus would get to my house, so I sat in the grass and pulled out a book. While waiting, I managed to get through four and a half chapters.

When the bus pulled up to the house across the street, I ran over and got on. The only problem with me riding the bus was that I never knew whom to sit by. The people at my school didn't really like me. I smiled when I saw an unfamiliar person with blue hair; before anybody else could, I quickly sat by him. He seemed too busy playing games on his phone to have noticed, and I was very grateful for that.

I'm not sure about all the events that happened on the bus. All I remember is suddenly hearing the faint sound of someone's voice.

"If you want, I can pull her off the seat," the voice chuckled.

"Or I could just wake her up…" another voice retorted. This voice sounded much closer. I suddenly felt someone lightly shaking my arm; I frowned when I opened my eyes and saw that we were at school. Then I realized I was leaning on someone, and I quickly sat up while blushing.

"I'm s-sorry!" I quickly apologized, "I didn't get much sleep last night!"

I instinctively ducked my head, expecting to get hit; when I didn't get hit, I looked up curiously. The boy in front of me didn't seem upset at all about the fact that I had fallen asleep and used his shoulder as a pillow.

"Don't worry about it," he responded, "I don't mind. However, now we have to get off the bus."

Quickly, I stood up and stepped into the aisle; the boy followed close behind me.

"Oh, I'm Jellal by the way," he stated as we got off the bus.

"I'm Erza," I responded as I curiously glanced at him. He quickly fell into step beside me. When I tried to walk faster, he walked faster. Jellal seemed like a nice person, but I didn't want him to get bullied because he was seen talking to me.

Suddenly, I stopped walking and turned to face him, "If you don't want to get picked on by everyone else, you might want to stop following me around."

Jellal just simply shrugged, "I don't care either way. I could definitely just ditch you and be as bad as the other people, but I could also ask if you could help me find where my classes are."

I stared at him in disbelief for a moment. Eventually, I sighed and gave in, "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. What's your schedule?"

He smiled and pulled out a piece of paper then handed it to me. Jellal patiently waited while I looked over his schedule. I let out a small laugh, and he flinched in surprise.

"You're in luck. Your schedule is almost the same as mine; you have only one different class. However, your locker is on the complete opposite end of the school compared to mind, so let's go so we can make it to our lockers before school starts," I stated and began to walk away.

Jellal quickly followed me as I led him to his locker first. It took a while to get to his locker because I was trying to avoid the bullies. While I was waiting for Jellal to finish getting the books he needed, I felt an arm loop around my waist, causing me to flinch.

"I see it didn't take the new kid long to find himself a slut," someone chuckled in my ear. I tried shoving him away, but his grip tightened. Jellal had stopped what he was doing to glare at the person that was holding me, but it only caused him to laugh more, "Don't worry, I don't plan on taking your slut."

"She's not a slut," Jellal retorted.

"How would you know? You just met her. I've known her for a while," they smirked, still not letting go of me.

My body began to tremble as panic set in; I wasn't used to people holding me this close. The last time someone did… Well, it didn't go too well. Jellal must've seen the panic in my eyes because he quickly pulled me away from the person. It hurt a little bit when he did so because the other person had a tight grip on my waist, but it didn't hurt too badly. Jellal put himself between him and me while I tried to calm myself down.

I shakily whispered, "J-Jellal… We sh-should quickly go to my locker then get to class."

Thankfully, Jellal nodded and turned to me, "Let's go then; I have everything I need."

I couldn't help but wonder why he even bothered to help me. He's new at the school, he could choose to ignore me completely or be insanely rude to me. Instead, he turns his back to everyone else and helps me.

We walked back towards the front entrance but went past it and to my locker. I quickly got the things I needed and put my backpack in my locker before speed walking down the halls of the school to mine and Jellal's first class, Science.

In Science, we were sadly allowed to choose our seats. The room was set up with a couple rows of tables, so you had to sit by someone. I didn't get the choice to sit by myself because there wasn't enough spots. Even so, there was only a couple of people that sat at my table, then there was that obnoxious, crowded table in front of me. My table now had another person, Jellal, of course.

After about thirty minutes of class, we were given a project.

"Okay everyone, get a partner, then come get your rubric. Your project will be due at the end of the month," Professor Minerva announced. Students immediately got out of their seats and went over to their friends.

Meanwhile, Jellal turned to me and slightly smiled, "So, do you want to go get the rubric or should I?"

I stared at him in surprise, "You're still willing to be around me?"

"Well, that's why I sort of assumed we were partners for this… And since you haven't responded, I'll just go get the rubric," he stood up and walked over to Professor Minerva before I could respond.

Sighing, I twirled my pencil around on my desk as I waited for him. Soon enough, he was sitting by me again. The other students soon found their seats again and waited for Minerva to give more instructions.

"I'll give you a few minutes to discuss with your partner about the project. We will not have time in class to work on it though. You have to work on it on your own time," she stated then walked over to her desk.

The other students immediately started talking amongst themselves, meanwhile, Jellal and I stayed silent as I looked over the rubric. Jellal suddenly moved, causing me to flinch. When I looked over to him, I saw him glaring at the person from before.

"What do you want now?" I asked in annoyance.

He smirked at me and looked back at Jellal, "I just came to warn your 'friend' here… We wouldn't want you to try to ruin his reputation like you did with Simon."

"Shut up, asshole," I growled.

He gave me an 'innocent' look, "What? You want to frame Jellal fo-"

While he was talking, I had gotten up and shoved him. I didn't like using violence, but he had crossed the line by bringing that up. Thankfully, Professor Minerva didn't notice. I went back to my seat and began looking over the rubric again.

"Erza, what are we going to do for the science project?" Jellal asked, acting as if nothing in the past few minutes had happened.

I shrugged, "She said it has to be something that's review for last year. We could do some sort of astronomy thing."

Jellal smiled, "Let's do that. I love astronomy."

I nodded and wrote our topic on the rubric so we wouldn't forget. Then, Jellal brought up something I hadn't thought about.

"When and where are we going to work on this?" he asked.

"We can work on it after school," I responded quietly, trying to keep the fear out of my voice.

"Your house or my house?" he quizzed.

"Y-Your house if that's alright… M-My father doesn't like me inviting people over," I stammered.

To say the least…

Jellal raised an eyebrow but didn't mention my stuttering, "Okay. What time works for you?"

"Anytime really… I don't have anything to do," I responded.

"How about right after school then?" he glanced at the clock, probably checking to see how much time we had left before class ended. Although class had practically just started, I doubted Minerva would go back on her word and actually give us worktime.

"Alright, that works perfectly fine," I replied and forced a smile.

"You sure? Feel free to suggest another time…" he smiled.

"I'm sure," I responded quickly.

Someone at the front of the room cleared her throat, and I looked to see Professor Minerva glaring at the class.

"Can I actually start my lesson or do you want to do the other homework with absolutely no way to know what you're doing? Either way is fine with me."

Needless to say, the class quieted down suddenly and she started a lecture on how to properly measure distances. The class was reminded to use metric units and not to estimate like a madman.

Tonight's going to be great…

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