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I don't want fake kindness.
I don't want fake sympathy.
I don't need them.
I now knew what I had to do...
I ran back to our apartment and got ready for school. I could do this. I couldn't run away any longer. I'm a high-class Meister, and a strong onee at that. I can bash skulls in with books. So, I knew I could do this. I just had to suck it up, and be happy. That's all I needed to do.
I hurredly ran to the DWMA, and slipped into my seat right as the bell rang. I can do this. I chanted in my head. I could practically feel Soul burning holes in the back of my head, but I won't let him get to me. I plastered a big smile on my face. I grew up with out real friends, so I can do it again. I glance up and see that everyone is refusing to look at me. I knew it Soul already told them everything. But, I can do this.
Just then, Professor Stein rolled into the room. He started twisting his screw as he took attendence for the day. "Okay, today we will do something different. We're going to disect...this little weiner dog I have on display for you today."
Everyone who knew Prof. Stein already thought he was creepy, but this was just...
After he started rambling on, I could feel the death glares again. I can do this. I sighed. I started to take my highlly detailed notes as usual. I did it to the end of class Feeling more and more disappointed each minute. I did the same all of the way until lunch.
~Lunch Time~
I knew I couldn't go to the lunch room, so I decided to go to the library, my home away from home, and stay there until lunch was over. I expected to be unnoticed and ignored, but that didn't happen. I was cornered right outside the library by Cassie and a few of her cronies, but it wasn't just a petty knife this time. It was a full-on 5-1 meister fight. I have had enough of that pathetic, diva. I decided to fight this time. I pulled my fist back, and launched my whole weight straight through my fist and into her pathetic face.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, ALBARN?!" She yelled at me.
"What I should of done the moment I met you." I say, and then spit on her.
"FIGHT!FIGHT!FIGHT!FIGHT!"
My lip is busted and my nose is broken, but they were far worse. They were all a mess of bloody noses, busted lips, and black eyes.
"Wow! who knew Maka was such a scrapper?!" I hear someone scream. I had proved myself, and that's what mattered.
I suddenly met Soul's eyes, and they were beyond shocked. I quickly looked down, and made my way to the library. I sat down in the very back, and smacked my head into my hands. I was having such a bad day!
"You're Maka, right?" a voice spoke next to me. I looked up to see this tall guy with dark brown hair and green eyes. "I've seen how much of a jerk Soul's been to you lately, and just wanted to say you deserve to love someone better. I've seen the way you look at him, so how about you call me when you want to date a real man." He said giving me his number. I just stared as the mystery guy walked away. Was that a joke? Or am I more attractive than Soul says I am? I really don't know anything anymore.
