Yay, It's almost my birthday, It's almost my bitrhday, two more days till my birthday...yeahhh! *and stupidly did a karate-kick and fell*
And tomorrow is Halloween! even though It's Monday night...Monday night that's filled with candy and chocolate. I will hide under my blanket in my bed like a ninja, eat the candy I robbed, and read a novel...sounds like a plan.
oh yeah, forgot the disclaimer. I do not own Soul Eater, or Google, or what ever else I might've mention for that matter.
Chapter 10: Liz the fortune teller
Liz
Liz's day started with her screaming her lungs out, by the particular dream. Or more like a recreation of her shitty past that still lingers and haunts her. But strangely, the dream was different than any dream (if she can call it such) it was more vivid…it's just way too real. She just hopes that, being a mutant hybrid girl with wings didn't come with the package of being an Oracle. If so, she has to warn Kid…but that is if she can really see the future through her dream. Ok, Liz got to admit that it would be pretty hecking awesome to see the future, to know the answer to a test, or if something bad would happened, so the gang, especially Liz herself, would have a heads up once in a while—which they really need—having to not worry that if anyone might point a gun, or come out of nowhere and threatened them at any given time, would be pretty damn good actually. But aside from that, Liz doesn't want to fore see the evil demise that would happen to the gang…mainly Maka. Hell no. But that is, if she can tell the future…I mean, who would want to know the exact time and detail on how their friend die of be captured by those asses, or as some would call them: the secret police. And knowing that you can't do anything in that occurring moment to prevent or stop, much less help. Liz shut he eyes tightly and tried to erase the sudden morbid thought. But apparently, shutting her eyes tightly didn't always work when it needs to be. Where's her IPod when she needed some music around here? Oh right, Patty dropped it when we parachuted out of the airplane. Yes, Liz just said parachuted, funny story actually.
And just then, Patty slammed the door open, and shook Liz who's pretending to sleep. Liz sit up, her eyes still closed and suddenly, she smacked Patty. Thinking that it was the notorious Black*Star. She opened her eyes, and instead of the blue haired wanna be god that she's expecting to see, turns out to be her sister. Shit.
"Oh, it's you Patty. Sorry I smacked you, thought you were—"
Smack.
Patty smacked Liz in return, leaving an identical red mark to Patty's in Liz's perfect skin. "Yup, it's me, sis got bitch slapped."
"W-what the hell Patty, you know that was an accident, it hurts!"
Patty giggled and said, "Well, my hand slipped."
Liz just rolled her eyes. So many comebacks, so many colorful words waiting to be thrown at her…but, Liz knows better than not to argue with her little sister. No, no, it not one of those be the mature one. It's the shut up before something happened. Since Patty has this ability to twist and manipulate people's words around into something she could benefit from. It's like before you know it, boom! She won the argument. So, hell no, Liz is not taking any chances.
Liz looks at her clock. It was 11:45 a.m. she stretched her arms and asked Patty, "why did you slammed the door anyway, Soul already said, one door is enough."
"You were screaming. I was just checkin'"
Liz was touched, and bear-hugged Patty for five straight minutes," Oh Pattyyyyy, I'm sorry I slapped youuuu."
Liz heard no response from Patty, and let go of the hug, and saw that Patty passed out due to the hazardous hug that Liz just gave Patty.
Then Kid stands in the front of the door and knocks the door, but as soon as he touched the door, it slammed down the floor. We both sweat dropped and Black*Star yelled from the kitchen, "Not me this time, ain't fixin' it."
And Kid mumble, "You didn't even fix the door the last time…geez," he picked up the door, as if it's just a single feather. Damn, the boy got some muscle. Well of course, he worked out! He gently put the poor door by the wall and turned to Liz, "Is Patty ok?"
"Fine, just fine."
"Anyway, I was going to ask you if you could just go outside." Kid said, though he blush a little, he quickly replace his rosy-tinted cheek back to normal in seconds.
"Sure, where too?"
"I have no idea. Stores I guess, we're running out of supplies already."
Liz was ecstatic to have some alone time with Kid. A one on one talk is just what she needs. She wouldn't dare tell Patty about her dream…or the feeling that she had for her best friend. Though, some part of her still deny that she actually has feeling for him, since she resolved to never again will she love. So basically, some part of her doesn't believe that hole falling in love crap, and thought it was just some utterly silly bullshit. But the other part, would risk everything and maybe, possibly, probably, she would jump from the top of Mt Everest for Kid…what the hell is with all these morbid thoughts this morning? Maybe going outside would really help getting this junk off my brain.
Liz looked at herself before replying. Her hair is all over the place. Bed head, dark circles, no makeup, oh no…"wait for me. I need to fix this," she said, pointing to her face, "I look like shit."
Kid chuckle, "You look fine actually. Just that you looked tired…wanna go to this shop I found on Google? I heard they had make some good coffee there…wait you don't drink coffee do you?"
Liz rolled her eyes. It's like, the boy and his dog, but in this case it's, the Kid and his Google.
"No, I just don't drink em around noon. And it's better if we go, cause Patty will do anything, I mean anything for caffeine."
"Well you better hurry, you always take so long to get ready, I mean is that a girl's thing that they'll hog the bathroom? I mean, Patty and Maka didn't take as long as you to prep them self."
"Well excuse me for caring about my looks." She said as she walked to the bathroom.
And after Liz closed the door to the bathroom, Kid yelled out, "Bet you'll make me wait for an hour."
And the distant voice that belonged to Liz yelled back, "You're on Kiddo."
