(Lucy POV) Who is controlling this magic? It's getting closer to the guild.
I heard the door slam open and some footsetps walk in. Definitely wearing some sort of heels. Everyone went silent and looked at her.
"I am looking for Lucy Heartfilla" My enemys voice said
I started to laugh. That's why she's so familiar. I had to fight her all the time while training. Sara....
I laughed a little louder and my hair lifted into the air, glowing purple. My eyes changed and I felt my mark glowing.
I skinned the chair around and looked at her. Still the same. "Hello Sara" I said crossing my legs, placing my held hands in my lap
"Lucy..." She said angrily
"I see you never change. Black hair, dark brown eyes that look almost black, those white and black clothes I told you to get rid of and try to find a new outfit" I said with a sly smile
"Lucy..." She said and walked up to me. Everyone backed out of her way. "Why are you here? Why did you join this place after they all hurt you?" She asked concerned.
Okay, enemy was to hard of a word. Let's go with friends but with a hatred for eachother. But we can get along well.
"This are my friends after all. I'm sure they didn't mean to hurt me. Did you come here just to ask me this?" I explained
She shook her head no. "Then Grand Magic Games... I don't want you to compete this year" She said sounding like she was going to cry. She is only about 13 but has incredible magical power. A little bit under my level.
"Why not?" I asked her worried about her more than the games
"I saw it... I saw it..." She quietly kept repeating
"Lets talk outside" I said and took her hand and lead her outside