Chapter 1;
Another Day:
"Finally!" I heard my sister yell from the next room. It's Saturday morning and she is already on her computer. I opened my door and peeked out at hers. I pick up a shoe and throw it at the door.
"Would you shut up?! Some people want to sleep in this morning!" I yelled when the shoe hit. I shut my door and turned around. I'm awake now and it would be a lot of work to try and go back to sleep. What to do? A knock on the front door snapped me out of my thoughts. I heard it open. I walked out of my room to see. My sis was taking a package from the man at the door. As she finished talking I went to the kitchen to start some coffee. The door shut and the short, long haired blond came bouncing in.
"Here sis. This must be the weird anime shit you bought." She put the box down on the table.
"Sweet!" I ran to the box skidding on the floor in my socks. "Don't be jealous you have no taste, Sammy." I said over my shoulder as she got two bowls and a box of Frosted Flakes.
"Yeah. Right, Mel." She rolled her eyes as she sat the stuff next to the box and walked to the fridge. She got the milk and came back to fix us both a bowl. I got out my pocket knife and cut the tape on the box. I opened it up and pulled out the small Soul Eater poster I ordered. Some new tee shirts, some Soul Eater, some Black Butler, and Ouran HighSchool Host Club. My three favorites! I pulled out a few more little things before sliding the stuff back in and eating my cereal. I rinsed my bowl, grabbed my box and took off to my room to put everything away. I hung my poster next to the sign I made. My name painted across the middle.
Melody.
After I put the rest away, I tied my White hair up in a pony-tail. In case you haven't figured it out, me and Samantha are really different. Our looks, personalities, and parents. Sammy is my adoptive sister. Her parents found me when I was Six and living off the streets. I had never known my real parents and Sammy was just a baby when they took me in. At first they were worried I'd scare her with my White hair and reddish eyes. So they told me that if I scared the baby they would take me somewhere else nice, but if not I could stay with them. She didn't mind my hair, but she had always been fascinated with my eyes. Sammy comes around the corner and goes into her room. I open one of my dresser drawers and pulled out a pair of white shorts and put them on along with one of my new Soul Eater shirts. I slid on some black, white, and red tennis shoes. I walked over to Samantha's room to see that she had also gotten dressed. She was wearing a bright pink tank-top and a black mini skirt with pink flip-flops. Her hair flowing down her back in a braid.
"Wanna go to the mall?" she asked as I sat on her bed. I gave her a shrug in the mirror, watching her do her make-up. "I was going to go with some friends but they bailed. Stupid boyfriends." She turned to me.
"Ready?" I asked, heading to my room for my bag and keys. Sammy grabbed her purse and followed. We walked out of our apartment and I locked the door behind us. When we made it down the stairs we climbed in my 2013 Ford Mustang GT Convertible. I cranked it and stepped on the gas, the vehicle roaring to life. We took off down the road
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"Soul! Hurry up!" I yelled. "We're going to be late!" I was running down the halls of the DWMA, with Soul trailing behind me. 'Oh dear Shinigami-sama will not be happy if we're late again' I thought. We finally made it to the huge double doors we had a minute to spare. I pushed on of the doors open. Soul and I made our way down the guillotine path.
"Ah, just in time. Maka, Soul. I have a very important mission for you to this time. I don't want anyone but Soul and his partner to go. This will mean a lot to you Soul." The shinigami said slightly to us slightly to himself. "We may have found her."
