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First chapter for my first SoMa fanfic, hope you guys love it.
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-I do not own Soul Eater or its beautiful characters I just enjoy playing with them!
9:45p
Excitement filled the air of the apartment as Maka busied herself getting ready for the biggest party of the season. She had finally allowed Liz, after many years of hearing her friend beg, to lighten her dirty blonde hair to a beautiful shimmering platinum blonde which fell in silken waves over her shoulders and back.
She stood in front of her mirror, admiring the look she had pulled together. Her green eyes were startlingly bright outlined in a black smoky eye, her creamy skin like moonlight in her black deep v neck dress. The silky fabric hugged her perfectly, the hem falling just above her toes, peaking out of the strappy black stilettos. A flash of her long legs from the dangerously high slit up the side of the skirt pulled together the seductive look she was going for.
Energy rippled over her as took in her reflection, barely recognizing herself. With a smile she lifted the black lace eye mask to her face, tying the ribbon behind her head.
A horn sounded outside, calling for her. Liz's ringtone started playing from her phone on the bed. Gathering her skirt Maka met her friend outside in her car.
10:15p
Maka and Liz walked in through the front door of the mansion into the party. Marie sure knew how to throw a good bash. The entire place was decorated with glittering streamers and net. The music was loud enough to cause a pulsing in the room. Maka turned to Liz and waved as they parted for the night.
'Okay Maka,' she breathed, 'you can do this. Its a party, it'll be fun.'
She made her way through all the swaying, shimmying bodies of all the masked dancers, their sweat caked in glitter. Making her way over to the bar she found the list of drinks being offered for the night and flagged down the bartender, pointing to what she wanted on the list. He nodded and gave her a thumbs up. She watched as he sloshed different liquids together into a glass with a few ice cubes, the color turning a wicked green. Handing her the glass, she slid a twenty over the counter and sauntered off. Leaning against a wall she took a deep breath, tipped back her glass and let the icy liquid burn its way down her throat.
"Liquid courage." She whispered, her voice nonexistent in the loud pulsing music.
The warm feeling of the alcohol spread down her arms and legs, her nerves fading. She'd never been one for crowds like this, but she vowed she would break out of her shell, take new risks. It was after all, a new year and time for new beginnings.
She made her way through the house to the back parlor room, lights dancing across her path. She slid against the wall to avoid getting knocked over as a group of people stumbled around and past her. As they exited she found herself completely alone in the parlor, the moonlight coming in from the large bay windows engulfing her.
The large grandfather clock behind her gonged, announcing it 11 o'clock.
She dismissed it, completely unaware that this hour would change her entire life forever.
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