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Maka put in her ear buds and stared out the window of the train. She bobbed her head, not caring who would see how retarded she probably looked. She thumbed her I-pod for a song. When she came to a song that started out with a bunch of really weird-sounding "oooohs" and "ahhhs", she stopped. Then she rocked out and pretended that there was a giant monkey perched on one of the really tall buildings she was passing. She giggled and caught the eye of a stranger in a couple of seats behind her. He was really cute. He had crimson eyes and snowy white hair. She told herself to ignore the adorable stranger who was making silly faces at her, and stare down the sidewalk that was running along the railroad tracks.
"Yo!" she heard a muffled voice through her blasting music. She whipped her head around to try and find the body that the voice had come from. Her eyes finally settled on the cute albino boy that was making faces. She put a hand up and pretended not to be excited that he was talking to her.
"Hey…" he said, walking towards her seat, "what's your name?"
"Maka," she said, nodding to him, "and yours?"
"I'm Soul…and this is Black*Star," he said, motioning to a blue-haired kind of short boy. Maka nodded her greeting to him, then turned and continued to stare at the window. No, she told herself, I'm in a relationship. MUST NOT GIVE UP MY IMMUNITY TO BOYS' CUTENESS! Maka silently prayed that he would go back to his seat, but he didn't.
"So…where ya headed?" Soul asked, giving her a smile that made her want to melt into the seat. Maka considered lying, but she decided that that would be a terrible first impression.
"A concert…" she stated, "gonna meet my boyfriend there." Soul eyed his blue-headed friend. Black*Star and Soul seemed to be having some kind of secret body language going on that Maka didn't know about. So she plugged her ear bud back into her ear and mouthed the words to one of her nerdy songs that no one else on the entire world liked. Soul gave her forlorn look, one that made her want to scream, and got up. He headed back to his seat to go chat with his friend. Maka sighed and told herself that she handled that one okay.
Soul sighed and hunched over the backpack in his lap. He ran his hands through his hair, and smirked at his buddy who was making kissy faces and smooching sounds.
"Would you cut that out?" Soul said, playfully shoving him, "why am I holding your backpack, anyway?!" Soul threw Black*Star's blue and black back pack at him, and picked up his own.
"You like her!" Black*Star sang, making a pouty face.
"I just met her!"
"Love at first sight, bro."
"Uh, no."
"Uh, yes."
"Shut up!"
"Shut don't go up."
"YOU WANNA BET?!" Soul shouted, making a fighting stance.
"Whoa bro, calm your tits," Black*Star stammered, holding up two hands in surrender. Soul rested his face in his palms.
"I guess…I'm just not ready for tonight's concert," he explained, his head still in his hands.
"And you think I am?! Dude, I'm just as scared as you!" Black*Star said, throwing his arms up in the air for dramatic effect.
"How are you scared?! You're a fucking ninja who jumps around yelling assassin rules all over the place, IN THE MIDDLE OF A DANGEROUS MISSION!" Soul yelled, throwing his hands in the air, too. Now they both had their hands up, and were yelling. Maka took out her camera.
"DON'T YOU QUESTION YOUR GOD'S FIGHTING STYLE!" he yelled in return, flailing around a bit.
"You. Are. Nuts," Soul replied, holding his arms down. That was when he realized that Maka was recording him. His face turned fifty shades of red, now matching his eyes, and he ducked down into the seat. Baka, baka, BAKA! He thought, smacking himself in the face three times. Black*Star started laughing his really loud "godly" laugh, and held onto his stomach like it was the most hilarious thing ever. Maka shut off her camera and slid in their seat next to Black*Star.
"'Sup guys?" she asked, throwing an arm around the back of the seat. Soul hid his face in his back pack. He mumbled something that sounded like curse words, and then hugged his back pack to his chest. Black*Star lifted an eyebrow. Just then, the train stopped, and everybody began to file out of the door. Black*Star dragged Soul out the door as Maka watched. She wondered if she'd ever even see that boy again. Then she decided that it didn't matter, and that she was going to have a fun time at the concert she was seeing with her boyfriend.
Maka stood outside the train station and waited. Sh4e gripped the concert tickets in her sweaty palm, and waited. She tapped her foot and sang along to songs until her I-pod died. All while waiting. And waiting…and waiting…and WAITING. Finally, after two entire hours of waiting, she threw the tickets in the air, and began to cry. But just as a gust of wind began to blow them, she nearly got hit by a bus chasing them down. Once she had them in her pocket again, her breath had disappeared. Know what… she thought, I'm going to that damn concert! And I'm going to have a damn good time! WITHOUT HIM! Then Maka began pacing towards the park. She was pretty sure that was where they were performing. She didn't even know the name of the band! And now she was going to see a concert by them!
Maka approached the park, wondering just when it got this cold. She was surprised to find how many people had showed up. She looked around to find out if there was anybody she knew. Nope. She looked at the stage, and examined the instruments set out for the players. A drum set, four microphones, two guitars (one silver and one red), and a keyboard. The band members just began to walk onto the stage. A short blonde girl with a cowboy hat ran out to the drum set. A tall blonde girl wearing a cowboy hat made her way to one of the microphones. A boy dressed in a suit with black hair took his place at the keyboard and took a microphone with him. Just then, to Maka's surprise, the blue-haired and albino boy stepped on stage and took their guitars! Maka gasped, and tried to push her way to the front. All the band members instantly started singing, without an introduction, or anything. The first few words came out choppy, and breathless, but after they got going, they sounded amazing! Maka cheered, and waved her phone in the air when they played a slow song. After a lot of the people left (it was getting late) it was much easier to get to the front. And once she did, she made SURE that Soul saw her.
After the concert, it was already 1:42. Maka didn't think about it before, but she didn't have a ride home! Her boyfriend was going to give her a lift back to her place! So she had no choice but to go and ask Soul. It was either that, or sleeping next to a dirty hobo on the side of the road, and she was NOT going to get her hair messy. So Maka approached Soul swiftly and with grace…until she fell down into the mud. So much for avoiding messy hair! She grunted, and then let Soul help her up and brush her off. She was still incredibly muddy and gross, so she let Soul take her to his dressing room in an RV.
"I have some extra clothes in here, if you don't mind wearing boys' clothes," he said, searching around in a closet. Maka shook her head, and took what he had to offer. She put her clothes in a duffel bag, and eyed herself in the mirror. A yellow and black letterman jacket, really baggy jeans, and blue and yellow high tops. It would have to do. She came out of the dressing room and presented herself.
That's hot," Black*Star chuckled.
"Yeah," Soul said, delivering a punch to the arm to Black*Star, "ever notice that your initials are BS?" Black*Star gave him a snarky look and rubbed his arm as he walked away. Soul turned to Maka.
"You gotta ride home?" he asked, "'Cause we can take you to our apartment for the weekend, until morning." Maka grinned and agreed to that. She was hoping he would offer, so that she didn't have to ask. Their apartment was only about five minutes away, so it was perfect. Once they got there, she awkwardly hung out in the doorway until Soul told her exactly what to do with her stuff. Maka fell asleep on the couch, next to a snoring Black*Star on a chair. They slept 'til noon.
Ta-Dah! There it is! I hope it wasn't TOO boring. I really tried to make it less slow. Honestly, I did. But, anyways, the next chapter will be heated, TRUST me! And it'll be up SOON! So please tell me you guys liked this one! Toodles~!
