DISCLAIMER: SINCE MAKAS DIARY EXERT GOT SUCH GOOD REVIEWS i'VE DECIDED TO MAKE MORE BUT THEY SHOULD JUST POP UP EVERY NOW AND THEN. I MAY EVEN PLACE THEM BETWEEN CHAPTERS IN MY OTHER STORIES.
Dear diary,
Soul is such a jerk! I mean I told him I had a date today and he DID say I could go. The twins, Tsubaki and I went to get an outfit for me and eveything. I even was nice enough to show the ungreatful mutt how it looked on me. True it was more Blair's style than mine but I liked it. The shirt was a mid driff white jacket top with a White tank top undershirt. It's low cut showed just enough cleavage for anyman to go after me; according to Liz that is. The skin tight black leggings I wore beneath the bluejean skirt made my butt look bigger. Personally I think the outfit shows off my sixteen year old figure. But this afternoon once I had gotten home from school and gotten bathed an ready to leave the room for my date this happens. I heard my weapon laugh as he locked my door telling me that he had rigged it to wear only he could unlock it from outside. Stupid lazy ass partner he even made it impossible for me to escape through the window. Don't even get me started on what I was forced to listen in on when my date came to pick me up. Soul had answered the door knowing full well that I was listening. I wanted to scream but Soul had started speaking.
' She's sick with the flu and it's made her delerious.' he had said. My date had actually believed him too. I dont know why but that had upset me more than him refusing Soul's offer to come and see me and more than him telling my weapon that my being sick made HIM sick. Great I'm crying again. Plus Soul's breaking into my room.
"My date leave?" I ask closeing the diary quickly before he can read it.
"Yeah, he was so uncool. Oh and ignore the large cut running from his right ear down to his dick I may have lost my temper abit." he told me nonchalantly. I watched as he fixed my door back and made his way to fix my window.
"You seem calm about the fact that you maimed a student. You arent worried that his weapon may kill you in your sleep?" I reply as I sit on my bed. Soul mearly glances over at me and smiles.
"I'm a death sythe created by the angel of death herself. Besides, noone say's my angel is disgusting an gets away with it." with that statement he bids me goodnight and leaves for his room to blast his jazz records. I once again open my diary to finish out the page but once I got wrote down what the last words he said to me I gasped.
"He called me his what?" I yelped before running to his room for answers.