HEY! BUBBLES HERE! WHAT TIME IS IT? NEW STORY TIME! I love anything that goes with the paranormal, ouija and all that stuff. Yes, I have communicated with the dead, THROUGH A OUIJA! And I don't have a crappy parker brothers one that you can get at toys r us for like 12 dollars I have a wooden one from 1910, HOW THE FUCK ELSE? (Accsept a spirt box, i do belive that they work, but, I don't use them.) If you don't have a clue about anything paranormal, please go google it or something or this might sound like jibberish. MIGHT.
MAKAS POV
My name is Maka Albarn, I'm 17 years old. And I have a connection to the paranormal. Did I ask for this? No, it was given to me.
I jolted up from my bed, that dream again... I was possesed by a demon by the name 'mama', and got killed because they couldn't get her out. (A/N Yes, mama is a real spirt, i have never encountered her, but i've heard stories. In all the stories I have read, she is very dangerous and none ended well. She has other names that I will not say.)I looked over at the glowing red numbers on my desk, 3:00 am, wow.. I was just about to go back into sleep land when my phone vibrated. I silently groaned and picked it up. It was my best friend of 17 years and boyfriend of 4... what did he want?
'I know your awake, did you have the dream again?'
'No shit.'
'Thats never gonna happen you know that right?' Soul was the only one that knew about it.
'Yeah I know.'
'Well, I'll let you sleep, love you.'
'Love you too.' Then I shut off my phone and went to sleep. After all I did have dance tomarrow. Also, Soul was moving into this old victorian house closer to mine. I had to help him move also. I was glad he was moving, he lived far away, his old house was really cramped, I just had a apartment that was just the right size for my liking.
MORNING
I woke up with a yawn, I was tired, but I got up anyway put my hair up in a ponytail and over my dance clothes, and fucia sweater that Soul says, eats me whole, and just some simple black leggings and army boots. I put on my company sweatshirt with my last name ALBARN on the back and the logo on the front and walked out into the cold winter Nevada air. With my dance bag and started walking. My ash blode hair staying in place, Thank you hair gel I thought. I looked back at my apartment and saw a woman in white standing out my window as if she was waiting for something, spirits follow me everywhere, I have been having spirits around me ever since I was a little girl.
When I got to dance, my second best friend Liz greeted me as I walked into the dressing room and got changed.
"Do we have the duet?" I asked walking into the advanced class with Liz. She was braiding her 100% blonde hair. We both started dancing when we where two. We have been ever since.
"Yeah. I heard it's about like, partieing or something, anyway, hows stuff with you and Soul?" She asked throwing out her apple and sitting next to me on the cold floor.
"Fine. Also-" I was cut off by Liz we had a while until the real class began but still.
"I got you an early birthday present." She said to me getting up and dragging me to her dance bag and gave me a wrapped gift. My birthday was a week away, this present must have been amazing present then. I tore it open and gasped looking at Liz like she just gave me a million dollars. Witch in a way, she did.
"Oh my gosh! Liz this must have been priceless!" I said, in front of me in my hands, was THE ouija board used in the ORIGINAL Exorsist movie! Planchette and everything!
"Look on the back..." She said with a smile, happy I LOVED my present. I was a big time ouija collector, I had 37, courtesey of Liz and Soul and my other friends. As I flipped it over, I thought I was dreaming... it was a letter saying that this was the ORIGINAL, signed by the director and the producer of the movie!
"ELIZABETH THOMSON THANK YOU!" Giving her a HUGE bear hug.
"How much was this?" I asked.
"That doesn't matter." She said while I put it in my bag.
"GIRLS! PLACES!" Our dance coach Marie said signaling all of us into the dance room. I sat next to Liz giving her a hairtie to tie off her braid. As everyone else piled into the room.
"Since not all of you have seen the list posted on the door, here are the show setups.. but first we will me going Deathbound here in Nevada, we did a great job bringing home nationals 3 weeks ago. Let's bring it home again!," Whops and shouts where exchanged but stopped when Marie spoke looking at her clipboard.
"You will all be in the group dance this week, the group dance is called 'Can't Hold Us'. You will be learning that first, next up, the duet is Liz and Maka, good job last week girls bringing home first place in your age group, you dance will be called 'Sugar and Spice'." Everyone clapped briefley.
"Next..." I wasn't paying attention anymore. I knew I wasn't in anything else, it was obvious. When she clapped she started teaching us the dance..
After it was over I walked over to Soul's house. It was decent size, but the Victorian was really bigger then this one. As I walked up and knocked there was an answer almost instantly by a sliver haired boy with crimson eyes.
"Hey come in, it's freaking freezing, out there." Soul said as I walked in. He gave me a quick peck on the lips as we walked into the kitchen, it was so empty now, I'm almost gonna miss it.
"It's so empty now." I said leaning against a wall next to the doorframe. Soul was sitting on the kitchen counter, with the last can of soda in the house.
"Yeah, we should get going, it's only supposed to get colder." He said hopping off the table and tossing me my motorcycle helmet, it was a aqua blue color and studded. I put it on as we walked out to the orange motorcycle and going on it and wrapping my arms around Soul's waist. As he sped off to his new house.
When we got there, Black*Star was waiting there as we got off he shouted-
"YOUR GOD DEMANDS NEXT TIME HIS FOLLOWERS HURRY UP! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" He shouted his blue hair spiking every witch way. I don't know why, but something felt wired here, I couldn't put my finger on it. I just shook it off and took a box and went inside. I put it down and the prossess kept going until I went upstairs to put the stuff in Soul's room when I felt something rip the cross made of gold off my neck and threw it across the room. Towards my bag, I put it inside my bag, not wanting to take any chances,
"Maka, you okay up there?" Soul asked from downstairs.
"Yeah I'll be down in a sec." I said rubbing my neck coming down the stairs. Soul could tell something was wrong. After knowing me
"Maka, what happend up there? And don't tell me 'nothing'" Soul asked me holding my shoulders. Looking into my eyes looking for an answer. As Black*Star walked over also, somewhat concerned.
"Something ripped my necklace off of my neck and threw it across the room to my bag. It's in there for safe keeping for now." I said my voice small, I think I know what it is, but I think now isn't the best time to tell him.
"Shit. Um, Maka, you can leave if you want. I don't want you getting hurt." Soul said concerned.
"No, Soul it's fine, really. I can stay." I said, I really do wanna investigate a little bit. See if anything really is going on.
"YOUR GOD JUST BROUGHT IN THE LAST BOX! HAHAHAHAHA!" Black*Star shouted, Soul looking over his shoulder.
"Not the time Black*Star. Maka go get your bag, I'm taking you home. Last thing I want is my girlfriend getting hurt." Soul said looking back at me.
"No, Soul I want to try something. Can I come back later tonight?" I asked. Going and getting my bag and back in a second.
Soul huffed, he knew he couldn't win this.
"Fine." He said.
"See you later. Bye Black*Star!" I said walking out the door giving Soul a kiss on the cheek. I was exsited but anxious for tonight.
3:00 AM: DEATH HOUR this is the hour that spirits are allowed tot roam the Earth.
Ouija: Its pretty obvious but those of you who don't know it's a object most commonly made out of cardboard (now), that you can communicate to the dead with. If you want one, you can get a real one, from like amazon or something, I got mine at a garage sale. Or if you want a fake one you can get one by Parker Brother at Toys r Us.
Exosism: THE BEST MOVIE EVER!
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! This story is going to be really fun to write to me. I hope your going to have fun reading it. BUBBLES OUT! PEACE!