AN: Okay, if you insist. ^_^
Jerza is still hard to write. I blame Jellal. I can do Erza okay unless she’s actually, you know, feeling something.
Erza Scarlet owned the school. Not officially of course, but no one messed with her. She was the best in class, well-liked and beautiful. She also took fencing on the week ends!
Erza knew this was the case and she took it in her stride. She also knew she wasn’t the most friendly of people, but she kept everything in order as best she could.
So when she noticed there was a new kid at school who was sitting all by himself, Erza invited him to sit with them before she realized, with a shock, that he was an old friend from her past.
AN: Have I mentioned it feels fake to write Jerza? What do I know about Erza or Jellal? They’re hard to read!
"Je-Jellal." She said.
"How do you-Erza!" He said. "This is your school?"
Erza nodded. “For several years now. I transferred in shortly after….” There. There it was. Now that Jellal was back, would she be able to keep turning her back on what had happened in the past?
Jellal looked down. “Yeah…..if you don’t want me at your table. I’m fine here.”
Erza looked him dead in the eye, taking a hold of his chin to force him to meet her gaze.
"Jellal." She said. "Are you sorry?"
He nodded, slowly. “Truly.”
Erza let out a deep breath. “Okay. Come join our table. The past is in the past.” She smiled at him gently. “Let’s move forward.”
They went back to Erza’s table together, receiving strange looks from her friends.
"What do you think all that was about?" Lucy whispered, bumping Lisanna.
"I don’t know." She whispered back. "I guess we’ll just have to wait and see."
AN: BOOM! I DID THE THING!!!!!!! AND IT WAS PRETTY GOOD! I ALSO PREDICT LUNA IS GONNA PROMPT ME MORE OF THIS, AREN’T YOU? YOU SLY SHIPPER!