'How uncool.' Soul thought. This day is going downhill fast.
First, there's Blair. Nothing unusual, she was just... being herself this morning. Getting him in trouble with Maka, again.
Then, on his way to Professor Steins class some red haired girl in a blue button up bumped into him spilling her coffee all over them. She introduced herself as Ynomrah and apologist like, a thousand times while laughing hysterically. making him late for class.
Now he's sitting outside class because he was late.
'Great. Just great.'
After school Soul and Maka went home. "I'm gonna check the mail for a post card from mamma." Maka announced. "Fine."
A few minutes later Maka strode into the apartment with a hand full of mail. "Did you get one?" Soul asked. "No." She replied. "But you got something... From England." She said as she handed him a small envelope.
'England? ' Soul thought as he opened the envelope. 'Who would send me a letter from England?'
He opened the letter. 'Weird, the ink is red...' His mouth went dry as he read the letter, especially when he saw the signature at the bottom of the parchment. He knew exactly who the sender was.
"Uncle Grell."
Authors note: Hi guys! This is my first fan-fiction, and I am enjoying writing it!
Please do not hate, but critiques are welcome! So, these chapters will probably be a little short, but I will try to make it up to you by uploading without a whole lot of wait time!
So... I hope you like it! -Atafrd
