Hey people, I think people like it this rewrite but I'm not completely sure. Please review and tell me what you think.
Well here is chapter three and sorry if it is short. I know people have asked for longer chapters, but I like my chapters short.
Oh this is also a birthday president for me to me for my 18th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!
Anyway, sorry for the long wait and here is chapter three.
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I walked into the library and was amazed by the place. It was full of books, desks, books, people working quietly, and even more books. My pass schools had just one level with a few books that everyone has read that were coming apart by the seams.There had to be at least five levels to this library, and they had to have every book ever written. I didn't doubt that they had scrolls hidden away somewhere. "It is now official." I thought to myself as I walked to the librarian's desk. "I will definitely be spending all my time here." I talked with the librarian and he printed out a library card, and even got a small tour of all the placements of the book sections. After the quick run through of it all I set out to find something to read. I found a few of my favorite books, and they seemed to be in exhalent condition. The only evidence that might have shown they were ever read were the wrinkles on the spine. I was a few levels and rows into the massive library when a book caught my eye. There wasn't anything special about it that made it stand out more than any other book on the row, there was just something that made me reach out for it. I was just about to grab it when it was sniped out from below me. Well it was more taken from above me because the person who grabbed it was way taller than I was.
"Hey, I was going to look at that." I said turning to yell at him. I had to crane my neck to look up at him. He looked down on me and I almost shuddered. He had blood red eyes and a third one drawn on his forehead. It was really masterly drawn that I had suspicion in my mind that said it was real. I had heard of people being born with such birth defects like third eyes, or extra arms or legs, or even a tail. The other thing strange about this guy was that he had a scarf around his neck. Now that wouldn't be a bad thing until you actually thought about where we were. The city was in the middle of the desert with a temperature close to a hundred degrees outside and here was this man wearing a long sleeved jacked, a pair of pants that seemed too big for him, and a scarf. I was getting hot just by looking at him.
"Oh," he said with no emotion in his voice, "I didn't see you. Sorry." He held the book out for me. I held up my hands in defense when I remembered what I said. This wasn't my personal library; if he wanted to read the book I couldn't stop him. He got the book first; it didn't matter if he didn't see me. He had the right to take it out before me.
"Oh, no I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like a brat. If you want to read the book, go right ahead. I can just get it later." I felt sort of like an idiot, which I hadn't felt like an idiot in a while. The last time I did was when my Mama left for her journey around the world, and that was only because I thought that Papa wouldn't be such a womanizing bastard and would actually love Mama and me.
"I have already read this book; I just planed to reread it if I found time. Have you read it before?" He asked and I only shook my head. He held the book closer to me. "Just take it. I would rather someone else enjoy it then it sit in my room waiting to be read." I gently took the book out of his hands. I expected him to leave after I took the book, but he just stared at me and I stared back. He had a puzzled look on his face, as if there was something about me he just couldn't figure out. "Are you a new student or something? I could have sworn I knew all the kids going to this school." He said finally.
"Yeah, I just moved here. My stupid Papa got a job helping the principal so I get to spend my sophomore year here." I answered. I didn't want to tell him. He had no business knowing anything about me anymore that Kid or anyone of his other friends did. The only reason why I told him about my situation was because he was scary. This man was intimidating me, whether he wanted to or not. If he knew every student in this school that had to mean that he connection and my Mama always told me to be careful of people of connections. If people had connections then that had to mean they were someone important. "Well, thanks for the book." I said turning my back on him and starting to walk away. I didn't really want to spend anymore of my time in his presences. I hadn't even taken a full step away when he grabbed my shoulder and didn't let go. "Hey, that hurt. If you wanted me to stay all you had to do was tell me to wait." I grumbled turning back to him. He let go of my shoulder as I put my hands on my hips.
"I would have called you, but I did not know your name." He gave a smile; well it was more a smirk than anything else. However, if it was a smile or a smirk didn't matter at all, it gave me an un-easy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I gave a second to actually thinking about whether to give this man my name or not. I had read many stories where people where able to control others just by knowing their names. I did not think that the person in front of me was able to control me but the feeling of restlessness stayed. "You are a wise girl. I can read everything that is going on in your mind just by looking at your face. You don't trust me. Won't give your name to someone that won't give you theirs, is that it? My name is Asura, and I am a senior. There is nothing you have to fear from me." My eyes widened a little bit out of shock. Was I really that easy to read? I now had no reason to refuse to give him my name. He must have known that because the smirk returned to his lips. I swallowed and moved my hand off my hips to hold the book to my chest.
"My name is Maka." I told him. "Is that all you wanted of me?" His smirk never disappeared as he talked to me; all the while my insides were becoming tighter and tighter knots.
"No, actually. I wanted to talk to you about seeing you again, Maka. We can talk about other books we like and suggest new ones to each other. If you don't mind, could we meet up here again tomorrow?" Asura asked. He seemed almost hopeful for someone to talk to. Was he really that lonely that he would ask a total stranger to meet him? I then tried to think of anything good that might come up from an interaction with him. I could, if needed, rely on him for help. Also, he was a senior meaning he could come and see me after my Papa looses this job and we have to move again.
"Well, I don't see a reason not to. I guess I will be coming here tomorrow after school, Asura. It was nice meeting you but I have to go now, so I will see you tomorrow." I said with a small smile and walked away. This time I was not stopped but I did feel Asura's eyes on me. I turned back to him before I left the library and he was just leaning on the railing staring at me with the same smirking smile on his face. I almost felt afraid because of it but I wasn't going to show weakness. I then wondered if he could still read my thoughts through my expressions, even from this distance. He gave me a small wave and I returned it before I left. I didn't really feel good about this interaction but, surprisingly, I wasn't really against it either.
I took the long way home, not wanting to get there just yet. Thankfully, I didn't have that much homework to do considering it was the first day of the school year. I passed the time by just taking a tour of the town. I had yet to do so since I moved because I had to unpack everything in the house because my Papa refused to help. Well, it wasn't really that he refused to help it was just he wasn't in the house to help me. I found a basketball court and I figured this was the place Kid and his friends played, I would have to learn how to avoid this area if I could. The park was close by, with little kids paying on slides and swings. I also saw a lonely bench and really liked its location. It was far from the excitement of the little playground and it was covered by the shade of the nearby trees from the forest. How there were trees in the middle of the desert were a mystery to me? I walked past the park today, not wanting to be seen alone. Most people would see that as a welcome for a conversation, which I obviously didn't want. I found the shopping center where I would be getting food, clothes, and books. There were many shops around and I took a quick look in the bookstore before heading home. I was a little disappointed in the store after see the breathtaking library. But I was sure I was going to be disappointed with a lot of future bookstores and libraries after seeing that place.
I got home later than I expected to. The sun was already starting to set over the horizon. The street light were just turning on as I saw Papa's car in the drive way. I had completely forgotten to tell him I was going to be coming home late, he must be worried. Well, I didn't really tell him anything before I left this morning, but that was because I was angry and he was unconscious. Anyway, it really was spur of the moment sort of idea to wonder the city before heading home. I opened the door slowly just so I wouldn't get attacked by my Papa. He wasn't down stairs but I saw his shoes at the door, along with a pair of women's boot heels. The shoes were impressive if I had to describe them, they must have gone all the way up her legs. I felt my hands turn into fists as I realized my Papa was with yet another woman. I had avoided him in school so I haven't seen him all day. With how protective he is one would think he would be calling the police or trying to reach my cell phone if I disappeared like this. But no, he went out partying and drinking and has brought some random woman how with him. If he was going to sleep around, he should bring them to their own home or at least a hotel. Why did he need to bring all the whores back here? He should be asleep by now so I won't have to worry too much about hearing everything tonight.
I slipped into my bed room without notice thankfully. I pulled the book I got from the library out of my backpack and laid down on my bed, snuggling into my pillows. I was just about to open it when a noise from my Papa's room stopped me. "Oh Papa, you have made Blair so happy!" My eyes widened it surprise. He was having this random person call him 'Papa'. How sick could he get? I jumped off my bed and ran down stairs, threw open the door and ran outside. I heard the door slam behind me but I didn't care if I was heard now. I just had to get away from that house, and that womanizing Papa of mine. I didn't know where I was going to go. At a time like this, one would go to a friend's house for support and comfort but I had no friends. Well, if I guess I could call Asura a friend in some aspect of the word but I wouldn't want to go to him for help; I didn't even know where he lived. Usually when I ran away, I went to a library but the only one the town had was in the school and it was undoubtedly closed at this hour of night. It wasn't long before I found myself at the park, in front of the lonely bench. I collapsed in it trying to find my breath.
"Why do I feel like crying?" I thought to myself. I buried my face in my hands, trying to stop the tears I knew were coming. This wasn't the first time he had done such a thing, and I knew it wouldn't be the last. Why couldn't I be part of a normal family? Why couldn't I be born into a family where my Papa didn't sleep with so many women that were not Mama? He would always say that he loved Mama and me, but if that were true why did h sleep about so much? I could feel someone's eyes on me but I didn't want to look up and find out who it was. I didn't need or want anyone concern for something that they didn't really care about.
"Maka, is that you?" A voice asked, coming closer to me. Why was that voice, that person following me everywhere today? Maybe this was a sign that we were supposed to be close, but then again he could just be stalking me like a normal creeper. "Maka, what are you doing her so late? It's not safe for you, here let me take you home." Kid was standing right in front of me now but I didn't look up at him. I couldn't because I knew my eyes were already red, even if I wasn't crying.
"I'm fine. I can take care of myself. Just leave me alone." I said through my hands. I heard him sigh and sit next to me. I didn't get this guy at all. Why was he being so kind to me, even when I had been such a bitch to him? I didn't care if anything happened to him. If I had seen him here alone this late at night, I would think he wants to be left alone and leave it at that. Why was he caring for me?
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked quietly. I shook my head, still not showing my face. I felt the tears on my face and falling into my hands. I was really crying now and I know I couldn't stop. I didn't want anyone to see me in this weak state. "Okay, I won't make you talk about it. But I want to stay here, just to make sure you're okay." He said, and I felt his hand starting to rub light circles on my back. It reminded me of how my Mama used to comfort me when I had a nightmare when I was young. The feeling made me mad and I wanted him to stop. I jumped off the bench and stared at him.
"Why do you care about someone like me, Kid? You know nothing about me and still you refuse to let me be alone. I don't need friends, and I don't need someone to care for me. I am perfectly fine being alone." I yelled, clenching my hands into fist. "I want you to just leave me alone once and for all." I wanted to run away from him but there was something in his gold eyes that kept me rooted to the spot. Did I really want to be comforted by him? No, I did need anyone. I had been alone ever since my Mama left and that is how it will stay. Kid stood up and took a step closer to me. I wasn't going to back down to someone like him. The next thing I knew, Kid had his arms around me and he was holding me in a tight embrace.
"You don't have to be so strong. You don't have to handle everything yourself. I will always be here if you need me, whether you want to admit it or not." Kid whispered in my ear. I was confused. I half wanted to let myself stay in his arms and be held but I also didn't at the same time. In the end, I was too tiered to fight him off or run away so I just stayed in his arms and let me tears flow. For the first time in a long time, I felt warm. I might be able to get use to it if I knew Kid would always be there. "Are you okay now?" He asked when I calmed down.
"Yeah, thank you." I said and took a step back. Kid still held my hand and it made still felt the warm. "I'm sorry that I was such a bitch."
"I don't mind. There are worst people in our school, one I can think of more than others." Kid said. I was interested in whom this one person was, but Kid didn't look like he wanted to tell me. "Are you fine with me walking you home now?" He asked and I only nodded as we walked hand in hand home. We didn't really talk as we walk but it was an awkward silence. "Hey Maka, do you consider us friends now?" He asked when we got to my house. I thought for a second. Could we actually be considered as friends?
"Yeah, I guess we are." I smiled at this realization.
"That's good. Let me know if you ever need something again. I will be more than happy to help." Kid smiled and waved as he started to walk away.
"Wait Kid, actually I want to know anything about a senior named Asura?" Kid froze in his tracks like I had just said I was going to kill him. Was that such a weird question to ask if he knew him?
"Why? Did you meet him?" He turned back towered me with wide eyes. I nodded slowly confused at Kid's sudden shock. "Maka, listen to me. You have to stay away from him. He is the worst people you can be around in our school, trust me. There are things about him going around school…"
"And they are mostly likely rumors. You have to learn to not believe everything you hear. Besides, who are you to tell me who I can and cannot be friends with." I snapped at him, cutting him off.
"Please, Maka, you have to trust me on this. Stay away from him. You don't want to get mixed up with someone like him." Kid said taking hold of my hands. I looked at him, he's eyes completely worried about me. There he goes again, caring for me when there was no reason to do so. I took my hands back.
"No, I don't HAVE TO do anything you say. Asura was perfectly nice to me when we talked. I'm sure you are just over reacting. Now, thank you for walking me home and I will see you tomorrow." I walked into my house not waiting for a response. I leaned up against the door and waited until I heard Kid walk away before going up to my room. I jumped onto my bed and screamed into my pillow, not caring if anyone heard. My father had to be asleep by now, because I didn't see the boots by the door. I thought about Asura and Kid. There had to be something between those two that happened. I didn't know Kid that well but he didn't seem like the kind of guy to believe in rumors. "First day of school and I am already mixed up in shitty drama. Well, at least I have a friend." I thought as I slowly let sleep take over my body. I wasn't looking forward for my second day of school, but I knew this year was going to be different than anyone year of school. Who know, I might actually like it here.
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So there you go. Sorry again it took me so long to update.
Well, today is my birthday and I have to get ready for my last b-day party.
Let's hope for a happy night with my friends. And remember to review any comment you want to make about the story.
