The ride to DWMA Mental Hospital wasn't that long of a trip for how far out of town it was. The building was pretty large and in good shape. From the looks of the place it seemed very quiet and relaxing.
At the moment a chair had been thrown through a window on the top floor hitting a ground and breaking. I look at the window that was completely shattered. After the window broke Dr. Stein face palmed and turned to me.
"I'm sorry that was Blackstar." He stated shaking his head at the sight of the window. This caught me off guard. How can this be normal? I recognize that name. It couldn't be him, could it?
"Is it always like this around here?" I ask absolutely fascinated with this place.
"Every second of everyday." He said rubbing his temple. All I did was laugh. Dr. Stein looked at me surprised at my reaction then smiled. I headed towards the door of the building with Dr. Stein.
We walk in and head towards the front desk to find out my sleeping arrangement and my schedule. Dr. Stein had told me to wait by the door while he figure something out. I take a look around to see no one insight but Dr. Stein who is now arguing with the nurse at the front desk. He comes back shaking his head.
"Well since you're gonna need to share a room, but there's a problem. All the girls are already sharing rooms with someone so we are placing you with Kid since he is less, how do I say this? Perverted." He said making me gulp.
"A boy?" I say. He looks at me a little bit worried.
"Is that a problem? He asked. I shake my head no. He nods and we continue down the hallway.
I notice that all the doors we passed were decorated with names on them. Dr. stein notices my looks.
"DWMA is a place that doesn't like to restrict our patients, so we let them decorate their doors to express themselves." He explained. We stop in front of a door with a beautiful symmetrical red rose paint on it with written in black at the bottom the name Kid. Stein opens the door and I walk in.
The room consist of two beds on opposite sides of the room, there are two desk with the same amount of candles on each, and two dressers making the room absolutely symmetrical. I turn to Stein.
"He sure likes symmetry doesn't he." I ask. He doesn't answer my question.
"Ask him when he comes back from his therapy session." He says.
"Also you have today off, but tomorrow I will come with your schedule. You have today to unpack. If you have any questions ask Kid he should be here any minute. He says before turning and leaving the room shutting the door behind him.
I start unpacking the bag my parents packed for me. As I open the bag I notice a note on top of my clothes. I take the note and put it on the desk in front of my new bed. I then put away my clothes in the dresser. As I put my bag under my bed I hear the door opening with multipliable voices coming in all laughing and joking. Their voices stop dead when they see me. There were 3 boy and 3 girls. All eyes on me. No one could actually see my face due to my hair always covering my eyes.
"Who are you and why are you in my room?" A handsome boy with black hair with three white stripes on one side asked me kind of suspicious. He walks closer making me back up into the wall.
"Well?" A boy with bright blue hair and a star tattooed on his shoulder asked this time, him I recognize. Blackstar doesn't seem to of changed. My voice was lost in my throat. I never had to actually talk to anyone before since I was home schooled and never really left the house. They all just kept staring at me with curiosity.
"St-Stein to-told me-e t-to." I stuttered out falling on the ground shaking.
"Woah easy there. Are you okay?" The boy with black hair who I am guessing is Kid asked putting his hand on my shoulder to steady me. I nod my head and stood up putting my hand out calming down a little bit.
"My na-name is M-Maka." Kid looked at my hand and slowly shook it making sure not to scare me again. He kindly smiled at me. I still tense up at his touch.
"I'm Kid its nice to meet you Maka." He says letting go of my hand. I calm down a little, but never let my guard down. Everyone had either a look of shock on their face or a smile. It seemed friendly here.
"So what's wrong with you?" A cheerful short haired blond girls aid giggling in between her words. I looked at the ground to ashamed to look at them.
"Patti you known better than to ask that. She doesn't have to tell unless she wants to." Said a girl who resembled Patti in a way though she was much taller with a little bit darker shade of blond then the other one.
"I'm schizophrenic. I see funny shapes and people." Patti says before laughing at the end. I smile at her. I slowly start to stand up. Kid grabs my arm gently pulling up off the ground. When I'm on my feet I walk over to her. I put out my hand for her to shake. Patti instead of shaking it, she grabs my arm and forces me into a light gentle hug. I stay frozen. Honestly I couldn't even remember the last time I had a hug. My arms slowly and shakingly go around her mid-torso. I lean over and whisper in her ear.
"I'm a cutter." I told her quietly. She quickly lets go of me, and looks me in the eyes. Patti gives me a soft smile.
"There someone else I know here who is just like you." I take a look around the room to see everyone's eyes on us. I let go of patti and back away till I'm sitting on my bed. The next person to speak was Blackstar.
"BOW DOWN PEASANT TO YOUR GREAT ALMIGHTY GOD." Blackstar yells while standing on a chair. Out of reflex I grab the nearest book and slam it into his skull. He falls off the chair and lands on his back. Everyone was laughing except him of course and a taller girl with long black hair who was helping him up. When BlackStar was up on his feet he rushed over to me making me flinch. He grabs me by the collar of my shirt and brings my face a little closer to his. BlackStar examines my face through the hair covering it. He lets go of me making me fall to the floor before laughing.
"Somethings never change, huh Maka?" BlackStar asked me. It surprised me that he still remembered after so many years. I look up and give him a small shy smile.
"You can say that again." I mutter to myself. Everyone was giving us weird looks. Blackstar didn't seem to mind as he started laugh and yell something about surpassing god, but I just looked away from their gaze. As if God had felt my uncomfort there was a sudden knock at the door.
Me: Sorry for the cliffhanger I just kinda wanted to upload another chapter. I'm sorry if you don't like my story. Maka finish it off.
Maka: Devil does not own Soul Eater or any of the characters, although she wish she did.
Me: Good job. Now heres a cookie.
Maka: Yay! *Nibbles on cookie*