Me: Hey people! This is Chapter 4 of 2 People, 1 Melody!

Soul: Awesome *sarcastic*

Me: :P

Maka: Disclaimer, Meli does not own Soul Eater, or Pressure by Paramore.

Maka's P.O.V.

"Wow" I walked into the room, memorizing everything in front of my eyes. There were a couple of guitars both on the floor and wall. A drum set stayed in one corner, one grand piano in another corner. Also a mini refrigerator was next to table and chairs. Two couches laid in front of a flat screen TV

"Here, let it out." Soul handed me a light green and yellow electric guitar. I took it saying thanks. He took a seat on the couch in front of me.

Maka-Italics

Tell me where our time went
And if it was time well spent
Just don't let me fall asleep
Feeling empty again

Cuz I fear I might break
And I fear I can't take it
Tonight I'll lie awake
Feeling empty

I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you

Now that I'm losing hope
And there's nothing else to show
For all the days that we spent
Carry away from home

Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone
Feeling empty

I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
Without you

Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
But I'm sitting all alone
Feeling empty

I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure
It's getting closer now
You're better off without me

I took a deep breath of relief. It's nice to let loose sometimes. I'm having a ton of things bounce on me. That's another reason I sing. I can let out my feelings with music and simple words.

"You're perfect," Soul spoke, breaking into my thoughts.

"Um, what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Have you ever thought of getting famous?" Soul asked.

"Um, no," I'm really confused now.

"I want you to sing along side with me on stage three weeks from today. I'm not going to take a no. 'Cause you are defiantly singing that night with me."

"What?" Was all I managed to get out of my mouth.

"You already heard me."

I can't believe what I was hearing. I might be known. My parents, they'll be listening to me, they'll be proud. I can't disappoint them with this opportunity.

"Oh my god," I blurted out.

"What, what is wrong now?" Soul asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Thank you! Thank you!" I yelled in total excitement. I jumped to him giving him a huge hug.

Soul's P.O.V.

I was getting a bit annoyed with her but then she yelled 'thank you, thank you'. Which got me confused, and then suddenly she is hugging me. What the….. I felt a rush of heat go to my head. This so uncool, she let go and a wave of disappointment struck me. Why am I feeling this? I pushed it aside and looked at Maka. She is smiling like crazy. I guess this is good news for her. Well obviously. I was all excited and stuff when I got a record deal.

"You want anything to eat?" I asked, changing the subject, plus I'm starving.

"Sure," She said. I opened a door leading in to a hallway. She stayed behind me but following.

This store belongs to me and I fixed it a bit. I made it more spacious, built my own musical room down here that has a door leading to the store and another to a hallway. The hallway leads up to staircase and a living room with a kitchen. Upstairs has four separate room, one belongs to me and the others are empty.

You're probably wondering how I keep this place clean if I go on tour and can't stay here much. Well the answer is that I got housekeepers that come here once a month.

I went inside the kitchen, telling Maka to have a seat and handed her the remote to the TV.

I started to chop up some vegetables. I know I'm not the greatest cook but at least it's not that bad and you can eat it. I chop the onion into pieces but it was making me tear up. I rubbed my eyes with my forearm.

"Shit," I yelled out. My finger is bleeding. I accidentally cut my thumb. Maka came running in. When she examined what I did. She nodded her head in disappointment. "What?"

"Go get the first aid kit." She ordered. I obeyed leaving the knife. I went to the nearest bathroom, grabbing the first aid. I quickly went back to the kitchen. I could hear the TV that Maka was watching, which the channel is playing music videos. Maka was chopping the onions and she's not tearing up like I did. She finished that up and took the kit. She told me to sit at the kitchen table I have. I did. She put her hand out in front of me.

"What?" I asked.

"Give me your hand." I nodded and gave her the wounded hand. I noticed that it was deeper than I thought. I mentally slapped myself. "Really Soul?"

She began to clean the wound. I didn't flinch or whine but it did hurt like hell. For the last touches she put a band-aid on.

"Thanks," I looked up at her. She is also looking down at me. Our eyes meeting and not breaking contact. I felt dazed in her orbs of green. We were about inches away.

Me: Hehehe...hehe...

Soul: Stop laughing like that.

Me: Hahaha

Maka: Creepy...

Liz: But it makes sense, she did leave a cliffhanger... of you two.

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