I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER!
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PREVIOUSLY ON SALTWATER VEINS
As I walked out of science to my locker. I still reeling about what happened. Well, It's more like what's happenING. People have been calling me 'The Soul Surfer'. Okay there are a couple thing wrong about that.
1-My boyfriend's name IS Soul.
2-I have a name you know.
3-I'll probably never surf again.
4-It just brings up bad memories.
Before I could continue with my mental list I was pulled by someone into the girl's bathroom across the hall.
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This chapter is going to introduce some new characters cause I wanna make this my longest story ever and I feel like I can't do that when all I'm writing is Maka training with her boyfriend. For a competition that I'm probably going to forget about and never write and get reviews reminding me saying stuff like 'Where is the competition?!'and I'm gonna feel dumbassish. So yeah.. trust me, it's gonna get interesting. C;
When I finally got recompusure and prosessed what's happening, I see Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty standing there.
"Spill." Liz demands.
"I'm sorry?" I ask. Brushing a piece of hair behind my ear.
"THE DATE!" All of the girls say in unison. I sigh and my fingertips rest on my forhead. I inhale a breath and exhale. Making it dramatic. I close my eyes trying to keep my compousure.
"Guys, we got smoothies and went bowling with some curly fries. That was it." I say. Crossing my arms over my chest. Liz shakes my shoulders. Crazily.
'THERE HAS TO BE MORE!"
"There. Has. To. Be. More." Tsubaki exclaims.
"There. Isn't. Now, chill I have to get my shit and meet Soul outside." I can feel the girl's eyes boring into my back as I walk out to my locker. I see a girl with pink hair and green eyes standing there. She narrowed her eyes at me. She had good cleavege. Nice figure. The works. I simply ignore her as I get my stuff. She continues to eye me. It was starting to creep me out.
When I slung my backpack over my shoulder and swung my locker shut, I turned to look at the girl. Now that I'm getting a good look at her, It was Kim. One of the most common girl that you would see guys drooling over. She cheated on almost every one. Every. Last. One.
I simply just brush her off and get my books with her still eyeing me.
When I get outside, I see Soul leaning against his Harley. His eyebrows furrow as I walk over.
"What took you so long babe?" He asked. As I got on he kickstarted the engine.
"Oh, nothing. Liz and others wanted to know about the date. Nothing much." He nodded and began the drive to our houses.
When we got to the dirt road, known as Palm Street, we whent in between our houses.
When I got off I spoke like it was a normal conversation.
"Thanks for the ride Soul. Love you." I gave him a quick peck on the cheek as he smirked.
"Love you too."
We both quickly went our separate ways, to our own houses up our own porch, into our own homes. I walked to my bedroom quickly and got started on all my homework. But, not before getting to a big Sex Pistols shirt and some boyshorts. Putting my hair in it's messy bun and beggining my homework.
When I flopped on my bed with a victorious sigh. I had finally finished my homework and it was already nine. I felt more tired than usual and snuggled into my covers.
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When I awoke that same night, from a dream obviously, I looked out my slideing glassdoors to see a piece of lined paper stuck to it, it read in pink sparkly pen-
'I'm watching you. Every second every day.'
-L
Okay, if I had watched enough Pretty Little Liars, someone was blackmailing me. But I just took it as another joke by like Star or something. I examined the note a little more closley. Not really noticing anything strange about it, I just brush it off and get a drink and go back to bed.
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"Oh really? If you can name another show that made you question life, besides Catdog, I'll give you 10 dollars." I bet to Soul as we walk in the croud of people to my locker.
"Fine. Umm, Ren and Stimpy." I just blow my bangs back in annoyance.
"Nah, all that show did was teach you never to do drugs." Soul just chuckles and says he has to get his stuff. I open my locker to find a note hanging from a clear string. In the same pink sparkly pen as last night.
'I want to play a game Maka. It is a very, very simple game. All you have to do is stay away from Soul as long as possible. See that is all. But, What game you be a game without rules? The only rule is that if you go near Soul, your fault or not, someone will get,.. '
The rest was smuged so I couldn't read it. I just tossed it in a near trashcan.
This was getting creepy.
IK IK IT WAS AWFUL.. DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME.