Hello everyone! Thanks for clicking my story :))))) anyways this is my first soul eater story so bare with me. This will be a modern AU story because I'm only good at those kinds lol and this might be some OOC but ill do my best anyway lets get on with it…
IM TIRED, SO LET ME BE BROKEN
No one really got it. Nobody even asked and that was ok for her, the thing that wasn't ok for her was the silence. It made her mad and the only thing that could fill that empty feeling was music. It had never occurred to her that music was her only escapes to the idiots and morons put on this earth by mistake. She didn't notice that when the noise that filled her ears was the unnecessary jabbering of people, she wanted to scream. Music was the only noise she accepted and the only noise that kept her from going mad.
Her parents screwed her up. They didn't know how much she was affected by their bickering and shouting and arguing, they didn't spare her a second glance. It started a while ago maybe a year… no it had to be a little more than that a year and her thirteenth summer, yea that sounded better. That's when the arguing started, it would go one all night and would carry on for days, then there was complete silence.
It had started when her father lost his job. He was a successful car company owner. His employees were stubborn and that was the problem, they never did any work so nothing was sold, no money was made, and the jobs couldn't be upheld there for the company spiraled into failure and was forced to be shut down. Sprit, her father, at first ok with his new position as a 'stay at home dad.' He cleaned and shopped and looked for jobs, one of them was a bar tenders position. And of course being the stupid man he was Sprit took the job, which you might think was a good thing yet he came home late, smelled of strong women's perfume the one her mother never would touch. He was all bubbled up and didn't talk much at home, left for work early and was distant.
He was cheating, and the person to find out was her. She was sent home for a fever, she had convinced the nurse that her dad was home at his hour that she could walk home and he would put her to bed. She quickly took back that decision when she slipped the spare key from under the mat into the key hole and flung the door open. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of her father and a strange woman, young enough to be his daughter, sucking each other's faces.
"MA…MA it's not what it looks like I promise." Her father began but she had already rushed out the door running as fast as she possible could, her fever totally forgotten. "WAIT MAKA PLEASE PAPA LOVES YOU" her father yelled after her but she refused to listen to his voice, she remembered replaying a song form the radio over and over in her head draining out every ounce of life.
That's how it started, it escalated to screaming, throwing stuff and finally to the point where Maka's mother just left. She left her with her stupid father the silence becoming permanent and the point of life began to fade ever so slowly.
And that's where we are at now. She's fifteen, thick sandy blond hair that stretched to her mid-back that she most always put up in any way she found interesting. She had piercing emerald eyes, just staring into them her whole life played out if you looked heard enough you could see the emotion that she hid oh so carefully, her skin was soft and pale, she was thin and breakable but her insides said otherwise.
_bob the line brake_he can do it_yes he can_bob the line brake_ isn't this an awesome line brake?!_
High school was just as big of a pain as home. They all picked on her; of course she didn't mind her thoughts took over her ears that were filled with music. They all pushed her and punched her and slapped her but the emotional pain she was use to was way worse than any physical pain they threw at her. She was use to it by now and it didn't bother her.
She had one friend, Tsubaki she was quite and loving and simple. Maka didn't remember how they became friends but they did but it worked out fine for both. Maka stood up for her, and Tsubaki did her best to help Maka back on her feet after another woman was invited to her house.
She walked through the halls facing paper balls thrown at her head and names they shouted after like 'nerd' 'loser' 'outcast' and 'bookworm' the words blew past her like wind as she reached her locker.
0 ironic right.
"Hey, Maka!" she heard a chirpy voice call from her right. Maka looked around her locker door spotting Tsubaki smiling sweetly holding a pink binder. She was taller than her by a good three feet maybe four her hair was jet black and was longer then her waist, it was pulled in a pony tail; her bangs carelessly hung about her face. She had on her favorite dress; it was a cream color. She had a black baggy caller that she could easily hide her face in. Her dress reached a few inches past her knee but was slit on the right her black stocking showing. Her boots were white and shinny and made a faint clicking noise on the tile floor. Her navy blue eyes stuck out due to the gold star plastered on her chest. Maka tried forcing a smile back at her. "Are you ready? It's the first year not being a freshman were not fresh meat anymore!" Tsubaki squealed rising to her tippietoes her long black hair swayed behind her.
"Yea new classes, new people. Do you think we will have classes together?" Maka asked closing her locked shut, securing the lock.
"Maybe I hope so" she answered scurrying along side of her friend.
It was there second year in high school and how it worked at the high school was you went to the cafeteria and they gave you a slip telling you your schedule (you go the same lockers as you did in freshmen year). Both Maka and Tsubaki were eager to get this year started, Tsubaki wanted to have a writing class and Maka…she wanted anything she could be good at and not be called a nerd everywhere she went.
They were caroled by servile teachers who barked orders to them to get in a single file line yet no one ever got the message of 'does it neatly and nicely.'
One of the teachers with short raven black hair, almost as dark as Tsubaki's, and sharp glasses that hid her royal blue eyes, a white blouse, black vest and slacks rushed over to two boys who were currently rolling around on the ground slamming each other's faces with their fists. She pulled them up by their ears and rushed them, painfully, towards the principal's office; her red ruby shoes clicked as she dragged the boys away. Tsubaki giggled "I haven't seen her before" she said after her fits of giggles.
"Yea" Maka acknowledged "Death hired a whole bunch of new teachers this year. He said that it will be good for the students to have a fresh start."
They were pushed along the long hallway towards the big double doors leading to the lunch room. People shoved them against the sweaty bodies of boys and the backs of annoyed prissy girls. The teachers continued to pull students along to get them all in the cafeteria that seem to be a miles walk with all the teens swarming the tiled floors of the schools many hallways.
There was shouting in the background that Maka and Tsubaki could barely hear. It was a male voice ranting about something nobody was listening to. They say a blue bob of hair jumping over the sea of people. Both girls turned back to the front, the double doors finally in sight. Sighing Maka pushed passed the bodies and made her way to the doors Tsubaki on her heels.
The entered the door to be greeted by a rush of cold air that chilled their faces. A kind face greeted them alone with a sullen look on a teacher Maka knew well. The woman had blond ringlet hair that reached over her shoulders. She had golden eyes a chocolate brown color lined them, her other eye was covered by a black eye patch. She had on a black blouse the caller raised to cover her neck hiding a silver necklace. Her skirt tightly hugged her legs and was the same color as her eyes with black triangles on the sides it stopped short at her ankles leaving her purl white shoes to show. The man that sat next to her had bluish pale skin that got chills rolling up your body; you couldn't see his eyes because they were so ghostly white. He had strong arms, tattoos on both of his shoulders, the ink stained black swirls on his body. His fingers were big matching his muscular arms. His signature dreadlocks were hidden by a white hat. His cloths were his signature black tee-shirt and baggy jeans a chain hanging from his belt loop to his pocket. His name was Sid he had been with the high school since the beginning and was an excellent teacher.
The woman with an eye patch smiled "Hello name please" she asked her voice was like honey.
"Tsubaki Nakatsukasa" Tsubaki answered musically watching the woman's skinny finger reach her name and pulled out a white sheet of paper with her classes printed on it.
"Here you are" the woman smiled handing Tsubaki the paper. "And you are"
Before Maka could answer Sid handed her, her own slip saying "Maka albarn" he answered for her.
Maka nodded and followed Tsubaki out the double doors only to be squeezed by bodies and pushed up to walls. Finally they successfully made their way out of the sea of students to look at their schedule.
Tsubaki Nakatsukasa: soft more 15
1: homeroom/multiple studies- moon crescent room *Dr. Stein
2: algrabra 1A (math)- full sunset room *Azusa Yumi
3: history- dark sun room *Sid
4: health/gym- gym room *Sid
5: lunch
6: guidance- cast away eclipse room *Ms. Marie
7: writing- art room *Justin
Maka Albarn: soft more 15
1:homeroom/multiple studies- moon crescent room *Dr. Stein
2: ADV. History- dark sun room *Sid
3: guidance- cast away eclipse room *Ms. Marie
4: health/gym-gym room *Sid
5:lunch
6:art- art room *Justin
7: ADV Algrabra 1B honors *Azusa Yumi
Ok tell me how I did and if I should write more. Idk anyway hope you liked it. :3