A/N: Hello people! I meant to update the other day, but then I realized I completely hated the original version of this, so I redid it. Seriously, it started off with Maka going to their apartment, then it changed to Maka going shopping with Tsubaki, Liz and patty while they quiz her on Soul, then it changed to Maka had a job, then I changed it too Maka meeting them at a coffee shop, then I went back to the original idea but spiced it up a little. My mind is so muddled.
Reviews - there are so many of them! :D
Dancing in Crimson - Seriously? Same story? Cuz I was so mad until I saw the latest chapter update and then I was ok again. grrr though. Maka is awesome indeed, even more so in this chapter.
Akamaruwolf323 - haha Yeah, BlackStar's a people person with an idiot problem. Hiro is an idiot and totally deserved the punch, plus Maka will have her chance later... ;P
Zuimi - Glad you like it and hope you like this new chapter :)
HDAnimeFul - Soul POV is always the most fun :) hope you like this new chapter ;)
Spixie303 - Grumpy Soul is fun to write too ;)
Rhonarina Of couse, I'll keep it up! Glad you like it and hope you enjoy this new chapter.
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I can't stop listening to somewhere only we know. I love pretty songs.
3. Sing a song of lifeMaka POV
Typical. I go home early and go straight to sleep and I wake up looking like the moster of the black lagoon. Tsubaki? She strolls in some time after midnight and wakes up looking all fresh and pretty.
When I mention this to Tsubaki, she decides to do a Liz and mess around with my appearance. It seems I've allowed myself to become a fashion doll. Tsubaki didn't go to the lengths Liz did though. She sits me down on the bed in front of her and starts to plait my hair for me. She has these pretty little sunshine yellow, fabric flowers that she weaves into it and it looks nice. Then she passes me her clear lip balm to put on and gives me a little sunflower necklace to put on. She pulls out my old, pale yellow blouse from my wardrobe, which I need to put a tank top on underneath or it'd be see through and then I put on a pair of black skinny jeans and Tsubaki's yellow pumps.
"There," Tsubaki said with a nod. "Now you look refreshing so you don't need to worry about your appearance."
I look at myself in the mirror and decide my clothes are to pretty to just hang around here wearing, so I decide to go over to check on BlackStar since he'd be awake and groaning around now. I tell Tsubaki I'm going out and she smiles happily, wishing me a good day as I grab my bag from by the door and breeze out the door.
When I get over there, BlackStar pulls open the door sluggishly and smiles slightly when he sees me. "Thank God you're here. I took those aspirins you left for me and they got rid of the hangover headache, but I neeeeed food, Maka."
I slide in and he closes the door behind me. "Where's your room mate?" I ask, noticing the room's empty aside from us.
"He went to someone's dorm to get back something they borrowed. He'll be back in a minute." BlackStar explained, following me into the kitchen as I went through his fridge and cupboards to pull out the stuff needed to make pasta. "That reminds me, I need to go see someone for a few minutes. Will you be alright here for ten minutes while I go round to their dorm?"
I nodded, already focusing on pulling out a saucepan from the bottom drawer and BlackStar grinned and walked out the door. I filled the saucepan with water and set it to boil. While I waited, I decided to turn on the radio that sat on the kitchen counter on to amuse myself. I flicked it on and the DJ was introducing the next song: 'The Only Exception' by Paramore.
I smiled and satrted to sing along while I fiddled about with cooking.
"When I was younger I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it.
And my momma swore that she would never let herself forget. And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.
But darling, You are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception."
I heard the door go and assumed it must just be BlackStar, thinking he'd just got back quickly and carried on singing, since he heard me sing all the time.
"Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways, to make it alone. Or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I've sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness.
Because none of it was ever worth the risk. Well you are the only exception. You are the only-"
I cut off when I saw who it was that'd come through the door. Not BlackStar, Soul. Oops.
A/N: Yes, I know, it's only a short chapter. But I'm working on the next one right after I post this one so I promise I'm not keeping you in suspense or whatever. I just want Soul's POV for this next part :)
The only exception is a song I totally love. Paramore was the first concert I ever went to and I'll always remember when they played that song and the whole hall went dark and everyone waved their phones/cameras/lighters/hands in time to the music. So I do love that song and it describes the whole SoMa relationship pretty well.
So... Yeah. See the next chapter soon.
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