Hey guys I'm Emily but you can call me em. This is something I've been writing for a while so the ideas are much more developed than my previous stories. Please enjoy!
~Em
~Maka POV~
I walk the 10 min walk to get to my job. With my favorite band blasting in my ears I'm happier than I've been for a long time. I belt out the music like no one is watching. My favorite band Soul Beat is what keeps me here. I'm usually only a happy person when I've got music in my ears but when I'm at home I could care less if I was alive. My father Spirit is a man whore and is too busy to raise me. On the occasion that my Papa notice that I was alive he beat the shit out of me. I got a job so I could take care of myself. Not that my job is a bad one, it just that my coworkers are all older than me. They treat me like crap, all except for one Blair. She is like my big sister. I'm giving my 100% everyday at work, I'm saving up to get my own apartment. Must to my despair I pull out my headphones and walk into the diner.
"Order up!" Someone yelled out of the small restaurant kitchen as I place my coat on the rack, and tied my apron on my body. I grab the tray of food by the ready window, balancing it with one hand and grabbing the pitcher of water with the other I walk to table 3. After table 3 I got to table 6, then 4, then 2, then to table 1.
"How is everything folks?" I ask placing the meals in front of everyone.
"Lovely thank you" the mom said
"Mommy!" the little girls jabbed at her mom sides
"Oh yes can we get a glass of cranberry juice?" the mom asked
"Of course Ill be right back," I said. Filling peoples water glasses as I made my way back to the kitchen. I passed by my boss Giriko to grab a glass to fill with cranberry juice.
"Hey bitch your shift ends in 10" He said
"Okay" I said dropping a straw into the glass of juice. 'Don't feed the fire' I told myself. Walking back to the table with the little girl, I trip on my all star converse high tops laces and fall forward into someones chest.
"Shit you okay?" This guy asked holding my elbow.
"Um, yeah thanks" I said looking up to see red tired eyes looking at me.
"Well you think you could set me up with a table for one?" He asked with a slight blush on his face.
"Yeah of course but looks like the only place left is up by the counter, is that okay?"
"Um yes"
"I will be there to get your order in one min sir," I said walking away. I walked, to the table of the family with the shy girl. "Here is your juice sweetie!" I said in a enthusiastic tone.
"Rachel what do you say?"
"Thank you Miss," the little girl named Rachel said
"No problem sweetie!" I said walking away. I turn around to face the bar. "Hey what can I get you? I asked turning to the man with red eyes. I notice now that he had bright snow white hair.
"Um, can I get a grill cheese" He said looking up from his hands.
"Sure! Anything I can get you for a drink?" I asked smiling
"Um, just a Pepsi" He said
"Alright!" I said writing it down. I walked to the kitchen and set down the paper by the window as the next shift waitress arrived threw the door.
"Hey Maka! I'm here to take over" Blair said
"Cool I'm gonna eat now, but all the orders are up in the window" I said to her. I turned to sit at the bar next to the guy with white hair. I pull out my iPod and stick my ear-buds in my ears, then I close my eyes and rub my temples. I feel a little yank on my ear-bud cord. I turned to look at the guy with white hair looking down on the screen. He said something but I didn't hear. "What?" I said pulling out my ear-buds.
"You're a fan of Soul Beat?" He asked
"Yeah they're the reason I'm alive" I said plainly
"Shit that sounds depressing"
"Well that's what I am" I said pulling up my sleeve to reveal the raw flesh of the skin I cut.
"Damn, you act way different when you're a waitress" He said smiling
"Yeah no one is gonna give a good tip to a depressed girl" I said smiling, he laughed
"Anyway that's why Soul Beat is everything to me, they understand my pain"
"Do you know the band members or anything" He asked
"Not really but I know the lead singer is named Soul Eater" I said
"Ever seen them in concert?" He asked
"Ha, my Dad would never let me"
"So your Dad is overprotective?"
"Um, I wouldn't call him that"
"So would you want to see them?" He asked
"Duh who wouldn't?" I said. Why am I telling this guy everything? He stood up and said,
"Come with me," I looked at him like he was crazy
"Dude I don't even know your name why would I come with you," I said. I couldn't believe this guy.
"Well do you wanna come see Soul Beat in concert or not?" He asked rolling his eyes. I looked at with wide eyes.
"Are you serious?"
"Dead, lets go!" He said holding his hand out to me. I considered the possibilities. This guy could be real and I'm about to go see Soul Beat or He could be some serial Killer who is gonna take me to his basement and rape me...I've got nothing to lose.
"What the hell," I said taking his hand.
"So whats your name?" He asked
"Maka, yours?" He smirk, then let out a toothy grin. His teeth were sharp like a shark.
"Soul, Soul Eater,"