WARNING!! Some characters will be a little out of character in the beginning, but I will try to keep them in character as much as possible. Thank you and proceed :]

'If life is so fair, why do roses have thorns? If life is so fair, why do the good die young? If life is so damn fair, why does everyone have to leave me?'

Maka sat crouched down on the wooden floor at the corner of the room as relatives, neighbors, and others whom she had never met before passed by the alter. Some people cried, some came by her and told her a few words of encouragement and others just spoke amongst themselves saying things like 'poor girl' or 'how unfortunate'. Of course Maka didn't want to hear their words of false hope, much more receive any pity from them. No one would understand what she was going through right now. NO ONE. She didn't bother trying to make others understand either. That would be a waste of her time. Maka continued sitting there in her own personal corner until everyone left, everyone, except her 'new family', formerly known as her aunt and uncle. Her aunt was the closest family member to her late mother. She agreed to take in Maka after her mother passed away. Her father was already remarried to a different woman and was already off starting his new life. She didn't understand how people can get over such a tragedy so quickly. Even after her parents divorced, didn't her father tell her that he still loved her and her mother? Didn't he tell her that he still cared about them two? If so, then how can he go on with his life when someone he supposedly 'cared' about is gone? Men were disgusting. Men were all cruel.

"Maka! Let's get going darling. Your uncle already moved your belongings into our home. And starting tomorrow, you will be attending Death City High. Is that alright Maka? I know we're rushing things, but I thought it would be best if you were able to occupy your life a little more so you won't have to, …keep on lingering with your loss." her aunt said.

"That's fine." was Maka's reply. As she stood up to take one last look at her mother's picture on the alter. 'I won't be seeing you for a while mom, stay well.' Maka thought as she followed her aunt to the car waiting outside.

When she got to her new home, she slowly climbed up the stairs to her room. She barely made it up the staircase. What can you expect if you haven't ate for the two days? She laid on her bed and looked up at her ceiling. When her aunt or uncle came to check up on her, she closed her eyes and pretended to be. She kept thinking to herself over and over again, 'Maybe tomorrow will be a better day… right… who am I trying to fool', until she finally did fall asleep.

The next morning, Maka woke up. She was surprised at first wondering where she was until the memories of the previous events flooded into her mind. She looked at the hanger behind her door to see that her aunt had already got her uniform ready for her. It was a black blazer with a plaid skirt, a white blouse and a red bowtie and headband. She was glad the blazer was black. She didn't feel she'd want to wear different colors until she was done mourning her mother's death. When she walked downstairs, she was greeted happily by her aunt and a usual awkward nod by her uncle. She wanted to say something back, but couldn't get the words to come out of her mouth. So she just nodded back at them and walked out the door with her lunch box. She didn't like how her uncle and aunt were being so kind to her. It would be easier to for her to depart from them later on if they acted more cold towards her. They paid for all her expenses and even bought her a new bike to ride to school. Maka didn't want that.

Maka got on her bike and started heading towards the school. She saw the location on her way to her new home yesterday and the distance was fairly close. As she approached the gates of her new school, she collided with a boy with white hair. As both their belongings fell to the ground, the two scrambled for their books.

"Sorry!" the boy apologized as he collected his books and ran towards the bike racks.

Maka continued picking up her books when she noticed a unfamiliar text book. 'This isn't mine.' Maka thought. She opened up the cover to reveal the name Soul Eater Evans. 'Soul Eater Evans… what an odd name…' she thought as she locked her bike on a pole and went inside the school.

YATTA! FIRST CHAPTER DONE! I'm gonna be uber busy this week but I'll try update ASAP. THANK YOU AND LOVE YOU ALL! 3