After art I had a few boring classes to complete, but those all got done. I couldn't help but think of Zeref, my friends were constantly warning me that he's a bad guy. But nothing about him seems like some obnoxious jerk or player. He's just cold and sad. So why all the 'don't talk to him!' Nonsense. It just makes no sense to me. But a great detective never rests, so I'll keep going. Till I figure it all out.

I went to my locker to pack up my stuff, and spotted my number one suspect. The messy black hair is such a giveaway.

"Hey there!" I waved. He sighed. Oh, back to ignoring me huh? I won't have that! I sat next to him like I did on my first day.

"So, what bus do you take to get home? Maybe we take the same one!" I cheered. He had little interest in my words.

"Why do you care?" He asked, putting aside a notebook. Hmm, I wonder what's written in there? I really want to take a look. But, maybe it's just study notes. It'd make sense. Zeref is actually a good student.

"I care, because you are my friendly stranger! Remember?" I poked at him. He's so frustrating! Ugh.

"You know you can drop that. I won't be offended if you leave." He told me, still starring at the ground letting his dark hair cover his dark eyes.

"Would you stop that? I'm not leaving you. In fact I'm going to sit here until you hug me." I said stubbornly. He glared at me.

"You got to be kidding me." He groaned.

"Nope. If you hug me, I'll leave you alone. If you don't I'll just stay here." I gave a smirk. Oh, he must hate me now! I'm forcing him to physically interact with me. So ha. Deal with that.

"You are so annoying. You're going to miss your bus. You know?" He said checking the watch on his wrist. Ooo! It's fancy! He must be a rich kid or something.

"I don't care. If worst comes to worst I'll walk home. I have legs." I gave my answer, crossing my arms over my chest.

"What if it gets dark out?" He stares at me. Oh, well I know that's dangerous... But I have to be committed!

"Then I walk in the dark. It doesn't scare me." I said, on hopes my words didn't shake. It's not that I was afraid of darkness it's self. It's what hides in it. But even I can go against fear!

"Mavis, don't do that. Just go catch your bus if you can. Or start walking now." In his voice I sense something, worry? Is he worried about me? He might just be. So he does care somewhat about me.

"Zeref, why do you keep shoving me off? You know I'm staying by you!"

"It's because I don't want to hurt myself, or you." His answer is anything but straightforward. Everything he says seems to have some hidden meaning in it. Why can't he just express himself flatly? Honesty doesn't always hurt.

"Your not going to hurt me, and I'll try my best not to hurt you. Do you understand that?" I say to his face. he turns away. He's done with me.

"I'm leaving." He stands up, walking away fast. I chase after him. He's a lot taller than me so it's easy for him to just leave me behind in the dust. He covers more ground with each step. But I'm fast too! Plus I have more determination! I grab his wrist.

"Don't leave me!" I yell at him. He shrugs me off, not even looking at me, and goes. I stand there. Silently just watching. The sun is setting quickly. Why? Why did I do this? Maybe I went a bit to far. I felt sadness in the pit of my stomach. Zeref. I'm to tired to chase after him right now. There's no point. I'm done. For today at least.

It's only the second day of school, and I feel like crying. Well, that must be some record.

I take a deep breath and begin walking home. My house isn't close to the school, so it'll take me some time. Damn it. But I can do it. I can walk miles in my bare feet if I wanted. Because I don't give up. It's not in my dictionary. So my journey went on wards.

With each footstep echoing off the pavement, my path became more and more illuminated by the street lamps. That dim goldish yellow slowly being surrounded in the nights darkness. My poor parents must be worried sick about me now. But A few more streets and I'll feel safe. My house will be close. But I could feel panic rise in me with every off sound I herd. Paranoia kept going off in my head, someone must be walking behind me! Those sort of suspicions were always evident in my mind right now. Please get home soon, please get home soon!

But those footsteps? They sound so real. Can it really just be my mind playing tricks on me, because it's getting closer. So close. To close... Oh god. It has to be real! Someone grabs my wrist just as I'm about to scream.

"Help! Hel-" the hand covers my mouth.

"Oh would you stop it's me." I stare at the face of the person who started this all. Zeref.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, my fear still not retreating. he sighs.

"I couldn't just leave you to walk alone. But don't buy in to this to much. This is a one time thing." He informs me. I can't help but smile. He came after me.

"How'd you know where to find me?" I asked, curious.

"I honestly don't know. I just guessed." He said, shrugging. His shoulders were strong, but not as muscular as some others. They were just right in my eyes. "so where do you live?"

"Three streets down from here." I say, my smile refusing to quit. It was to hard to repress it, so I just kept it on my face.

"You don't live to far, but it's not as close I'd like."

"Huh?"

"From the school at least." He sighs, shoving his hands into the pockets of his dark grey sweater. He doesn't wear a lot of colours.

"So what about you? Where do you live?" I asked, walking behind him.

"Don't ask." Is all he said, his dark hair glistening in the street lights.

"Oh, ok. Well-" I tried to throw out another topic but Zeref stopped me.

"Let's just not talk. Just enjoy the silence." He told me, great. Cold Zeref again. He's always so flip floppy. He can be nice (although he'll probably hide that) and then he can be like this. All, don't talk to me. But that's ok. I don't mind quiet.

We continue walking not saying a thing. I keep gazing around at the woods. I wonder, if anything hides in there. I feel a shiver run down my back. I'm not scared of the dark. I'm not. But- I'm not the bravest with this. Oh shut up! You'll be fine.

As I walk I can feel myself growing tired, I can't wait to just lay down and sleep. I guess my little fear is good in this case. It's keeping me awake. I can't fall asleep on the street with creeps and creatures out there. Ha, I hate this.

"Are you ok?" Zeref finally asked me.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just tired." I tell him the half truth. He walks up closer to me.

"Your scared aren't you?" He asks. How does he know? Am I that easy to read?

"Only a bit." I say, looking away. He places his hand out in front of me.

"If your scared you can just squeeze my hand. I don't care." His voice is flat, yet honest. I take a hold of his hand. It's not soft or warm. Just strong and cold. How I expected it to be. We walk hand in hand, still quiet as the wind, as my house comes into my sight.

And just like that, the red string of fate was wound around those two's fingers. No escape now, something will happen between them. Wether for good or bad. Light or dark.