~makas pov~
I was hanging out with my 2 best friends death the kid and black*star we sat on a park bench and talked about kids 7th birthday party, it was tonight and we were super excited "this is gonna be so much fun" I cheered "IT WILL ONLY BE FUN BECAUSE YOUR GOD WILL BE THERE" black*star screamed "my dad got great entertainment" kid said ignoreing black*stars comment entirely "really?" I asked "yeah we got some rich friends of my dads get their sons to play!" Kid cheered "woah sounds fancy!" I yelled with a smile "maka are you gonna be ok without your mom?" Black*star asked me and I smiled warmly "she's been gone for a month black*star I'm sure ill be ok for kids party" it's true I was gonna put aside all my upset feelings to have fun at kids party my papa walked up to us "maka dearest it's time to go get ready for kids party" I smiled and hopped off the bench "bye kid, bye black*star, see you at the party!" I walked hand in hand with papa I was really mad at him for cheating on mama and makeing her leave I told myself to push aside all feelings but excitement and happiness "maka, papa got your dress and everything ready" papa said looking down at me smileing then took a breath "I love you a lot maka" I looked up and faked a smile trying not to cry "I love you too papa" "alright let's get you ready!" Papa said then put me on his shoulders and ran home with me giggleing on top of him
~souls pov~
I sat on the couch next to my brother, Wes with our mother in front of us "ok, listen boys tonight your going to play at the mayors sons 7th birthday party" mom said then looked at me "so he's your age soul" it was true I was 7 and Wes was 10 " so what are we gonna be playing?" Wes asked "Anything you will be playing together once and then you will both have solos" mom answered "that's cool I guess" I added "soul I got you a black and white pinstripe suit a red under shirt and a black tie and Wes I got you a red and white pinstripe suit a black undershirt and a red tie" mom huffed I could tell she was mad about something but I didn't ask she hated me enough already she hated my music all she ever wanted was me to be like Wes I just nodded and walked up the stairs to get ready when I heard my mother talk to Wes "he needs to make friends, and be more like you Wes" she said "souls not very social everyone his age thinks he's a monster, and soul will never be like me mom" Wes replied I felt my eyes start to tear 'soul stop cool guys don't cry, cool guys don't need friends to be happy. And with that I walked upstairs all the way and got ready