Hi! My name's Ash! I'm 14, and this will be my first fanfic on this account. I really hope you enjoy it! Make sure to review, and favorite. It's encouraging- and it makes me want to write more.

Things will get easier, people's minds will change, and you should be alive to see it."

Chapter 1: Gotta Go Back

I used to get teased a lot back in middle school. People made fun of my hair, my eyes, my teeth, the list could go on and on. Because of that, I dreaded going to school. I used to ask myself, 'What's the point?' I had failing grades, no friends, and I had much better things to do.

But when I began high school, I told myself I'd actually start trying.

So here I am, standing on my front porch, hesitating whether I should go to school or not. I had decided on a black and white My Chemical Romance t-shirt, with black jeans and black and white Jordans. I'd gotten taller over the summer, so my shirt was a little tight around my shoulders and chest. I guess I'd gotten more muscular too. My spiky hair had been a bitch this morning, and it took me at least ten minutes to get it right.

I don't know when I'd become so self-conscious, I never used to be this way.

I shrugged the thought off, and decided on going to school.

I turned fifteen in June, and would be getting my permit soon. I can't wait- I hate riding the bus. When I got to the bus stop, it was around seven-thirty, and I could hear the bus on a different street.

I got nervous all of a sudden- I remembered I had like, absolutely zero friends.

"Damn it.." I mumbled as the bus stopped in front of me. I sighed as I climbed in, the bus driver giving me a crappy look. What the hell was his deal- and why was his skin blue?

I blew air out of my mouth and rolled my eyes as I walked down the aisle.

I recognized a lot of people- there was this girl Tsubaki that I've been in school with since preschool, and then there was this obnoxious bastard Blackstar- he was on my basketball team, I noticed Kid- this obsessive symmetry freak, Liz and Patty, they always clung to him, Kim, Ox, Jacqueline, Harvard, Kilik, and a whole bunch of other people.

"Yo Soul! Why weren't you at our game last night? I made like, a ton of shots!" Blackstar yelled with a stupid grin.

"Yeah- I just couldn't make it."

He punched my arm smiling, "Wuss." I scoffed and walked towards my seat. I guess Blackstar was my friend- he was a little too obnoxious for my taste though.

I finally got to my seat only to find someone in it- someone I didn't recognize. And apparentaly this girl didn't realize that the seat she was sitting in was mine.I'd had it since elementary school for God's sake.

I could tell she had green eyes, and her ashy blonde hair was tied into two pigtails, or whatever girls call them. Her knees were scrunched up against the seat in front of her, and all of her attention was into some book she was reading.

"Hey," I said.

She closed her book, glared up at me, and sighed. "What?" Woah. Bitch alert. I noticed she had pretty eyes though- almost like an emerald kind of green. I pushed the thought away and focused on the task at hand.

"I don't mean to be a dick, but I usually sit here."

I eyed the seat. "You don't mind mov-" The bus slammed to a stop, which cut me off.

"Hey Snow White! Take a seat!"

Man what a pissy mood that bus driver's in- and what's up with Snow White? Yeah I know I've got "striking white hair," but he could do way better than that.I lowered my hand and flipped him off.

I sat in the seat next to her.

I looked over at my seat stealer- she had a smirk plastered on her face, and she looked pretty amused.

"Oi book girl," She sighed and faced me.

"Really? Book girl? Yeah I know I was reading a book, but you could do way better than that."

The bus pulled into the school with a stop.

"Oh, and by the way, my name's Maka for future reference. But, I don't think we'll really be talking to each other again. Later Snow White."

And with that, she got up and walked off.

"Maka." I repeated her name, damn. This girl was gonna be a total pain in the ass.

Besides my encounter with Maka, the rest of the day was going by pretty smoothly. Almost all the bastards who messed with me in middle school stopped. Probably because I grew six inches and now tower over them. A ton of girls started talking to me which I was confused by, and the basketball team insisted on me sitting with them at lunch. Old teachers gave me shitty looks, and new teachers gave me shitty looks.

I only really liked my music teacher, Ms. Marie.

Oh yeah, forgot to mention I also got made fun of for playing the piano back in middle school. But when the dickwads heard me play, they immediately stopped. That was pretty cool.

Anyway, instead of praising me for my skills all the time, Ms. Marie's firm and lets me know what I need to work on. I like that. I don't want to be pampered, I want to get better. So when I got to my seventh hour class, I was eager to see Ms. Marie again.

Only the first face I saw when I walked through the doors, was fucking Maka. God why did it have to be her. One good thing about her though, she was definitley rocking that mini-skirt.

Hey this is Ash! Thanks for reading the first chapter of my fanfiction! What did you think? Make sure you review- that would really help me! I'll try & update sometime next week.