Soundless Beats

Maka Albarn was a simple girl. She studied hard and was extremely determined with everything she did. She excelled in almost every aspect of her life and that was something she took pride in. Although her social skills might have been lacking, she never found that to be very important. Most nights she stayed up in her room locked up in her books, in her own little world. Maka read everything, from fairy tales to history novels. Books were her best friends; she could travel anywhere and never leave her room.

She had fallen asleep on her bed. Her hair was messy and tangled and her most recent exploration had been left open on her nightstand. Maka shuffled herself out of bed and across the floor of her small apartment bedroom to her dresser. She opened the top drawer and removed from it a small red and black plaid skirt. From the drawer below she removed a short-sleeve black top. She had known better to wear black in the middle of a Nevada summer, but she was not going to wear her usual long sleeved white dress shirt.

Once Maka was dressed, she tied up her hair into two ash blonde pigtails, Her bangs fell neatly across her forehead. She looked in her mirror and studied herself. To Maka she didn't believe she was anything special, she had medium length ash blonde hair, bright green eyes, and she wasn't too femininely framed. She didn't care if she wasn't curvy, she didn't believe in beauty to be an outward appearance. With a sigh Maka grabbed her iPod, that was loaded to capacity with audiobooks, and exited her room.

Maka lived alone in a small two-bedroom apartment in Death City, Nevada. She walked into her tiny kitchen and started making breakfast before she had forgotten. Maka didn't normally forget things but on occasion she forgot to eat a meal. She never did it on purpose; normally she would read until she fell asleep and in turn went to bed without dinner. Last night just happened to be one of those times.

Her stomach rumbled as she started making pancakes in a small frying pan. She had decided to make strawberry pancakes which happened to be her favorite. She walked to her refrigerator and pulled out the small sweet fruit and placed in on the countertop. As the pancakes were cooking, Maka heard a knock at the door.

Maka had approached the door wondering who else in Death City would be up this early on the first day of summer vacation? She opened the door a crack just to see who her surprise visitor was. Outside her door stood her two human best friends, she opened the door wider to greet her friends more politely. "Hello Tsubaki and Kid!" she said with a warm smile.

Tsubaki was a tall, beautiful girl. She was kind hearted and was able to tolerate just about anyone. Her hair was super long and almost always tied up in a high, thin ponytail. Tsubaki's smile was small but meaningful. Her eyes were a deep royal blue that shone with happiness and understanding. Tsubaki, unlike Maka, was filled out quite well and was extremely feminine. Her striking features sometimes left Maka feeling a bit insecure, but it never bothered Maka too much. She had worn a purple, short sleeve top along with dark, blue jean shorts and brown sandals "Good morning Maka" even her voice was overflowing with full heartedness.

"I'm sorry we showed up so early but I insisted on being here at eight." Kid had spoken formally and straight to the point just like he always had.

Kid's full name was "Death The Kid". He always preferred that people just called him Kid, however. Kid was a person to behold. His jet black hair always fell neat and straight, although, adorning his hair on the left side were three odd white stripes. Just below his bangs sat serious and strangely beautiful honey-colored eyes. His eyes always brought a fascination to Maka as she wondered if his eyes where his father's or his mother's. Kid dressed formally in his white dress shirt, black jacket, slacks, and his perfectly polished black shoes.

Maka invited the duo inside and offered them a seat at her small dining room table. Maka finished making her own breakfast and as well as enough food for her two friends. She served the strawberry pancakes to her friends and started to boil water to prepare tea.

The trio engaged in small talk as they ate the pancakes. Kid had refused to eat until he could arrange his plate into a "perfectly symmetric piece of art." Although no one would say it to his face, Kid had a serious case of OCD. Many people like Maka and Tsubaki had learned to just let him be because there was no changing him.

Maka stood as the kettle screamed. Walking over, she quickly pulled out her favorite tea, Chai. Maka loved the sweet flavor Chai had. She loved how the tea was simple, the way when she drank it she could feel it soothing her very soul. She made three cups of tea and served her dear friends.

"So do you have any plans today Maka?" Tsubaki asked her best friend even though she knew that Maka was thinking about reading another book all day, as she always had. Tsubaki, however, kept some hope alive that her friend would join her and Kid today.

"I was going to read a book I had bought yesterday, but I assume you two want to do something?" Maka smiled. Of course she loved her books to death but she only had two real friends. It was hard for Maka sometimes, but she would always put her real friends first.

"We wanted to know if you would like to join us for a visit to the park to meet up with some other friends of ours." Kid again spoke so formally hiding the hope that Maka would agree. Kid and Tsubaki knew how Maka would spend her summer if it had been left up to her. She would be reading, inside alone and forgetting to eat meals. He and Tsubaki had devised a plan to come and get Maka out of her apartment for a few hours each day.

"Uhhh sure, I'd like that." Maka attempted to hide the nervousness running through her words. She never seemed to be good with people, the reason why she only had two friends. She would get shy and nervous as she tripped over her words making herself look like a fool. However, Maka was aware of the concern she knew her friends had for her and agreed.

Little did the trio know how this day would change Maka for the better. They did not know what awaited them at the park. So as the group of friends walked out of Maka's apartment, they took one step closer to a new beginning.