SCREAM
I HATE SCHOOL AND SCHOOL HATES ME. WE'RE A HAPPY FUCKING FAMILY
ALSO THIS IS PART ONE OF TWO BECAUSE I TOTALLY SET AN ALARM FOR TODAY LIES AND I TOTALLY REMEMBERED TO FINISH THIS CHAPTER OFF LIES I FORGOT AND I DIDN'T RUSH THE ENDING I DIDNT LIKE THE PREVIOUS ONE SO I DELETED IT ALL LOL AND DECIDE TO CUT IT IN TWO AND FINISH IT TOMORROW BASICALLY WHAT IVE DONE SO
The spacing is super fucking weird for this chapter because I'm rushing at the moment and I'm probably never gonna sort it out like, ever. So deal.
As Marie led the group of four down winding hallways, Maka could feel her brash self fade away and lock itself up, hiding underneath all her worries and insecurities. She dragged her legs one step, another. Was it really a good idea to let her in an enclosed space with a group of people she didn't know? Last time, well, her memory was becoming more fuzzy. She could say for certain that the last time had ended with a rather violent interaction. Was she really to believe that she herself had instigated something like that? All through her school years she remembered having violent outbursts. Her memories were all fuzzy but she knew they happened. Why would she start a fight? She didn't know.
She didn't know.
But she did. Someone knew. Who knew? Not her. Maka was close to a standstill, her own mind warring itself. Was it always this noisy? Not that it was noisy? Or was it? Was she just looking to start another fight? Maka didn't think so but then again Maka didn't know what she thought did she? She blinked.
Oh.
She was in a hallway, following Marie. She had thought her feet were moving but they weren't, she was stuck in static. She tried to lift her foot off the ground. Nothing. Tried to swing her arm forward. Nothing. She strained her ears to hear through the fog that clogged them. Voices. She leaned towards them and her world began moving again. Maka jolted and tripped and landed on her hands and feet, coughing slightly.
Marie spun to take in the coughing girl before shuffling down to her size and placing a hand on her shoulder. "Maka? Can you hear me? Are you alright?" She trusted her three patients to not go anywhere unauthorised while she dealt with Maka. Maka shook her head despondently before looking up and her face broke into a large smile. Staggering to her feet she kept her smile and brushed herself off with little difficulty.
"I'm good. Just tripped. No harm done." Her words were careful and the tone didn't match the way her eyes shone or the way her lips stretched in fake glee. Marie cocked her head before standing herself and moving to unlock a door at the end of the corridor, She switched on the lights and ushered her wards into the room, swinging in herself and pulling the door to. The room was decorated with beige walls and lilac furniture, the shades only just matching. To the right in the corner was a smooth wooden table with smoothed out edges. Pillows and cushions stuffed in each corner gave the room a child-like aura. The chairs were rounded like the table with pastel blue covers draped over the edges and fixed into place. Scratches could clearly be seen on some walls, but they were few and far between, no concern of Maka's.
The other contents of the room didn't reach Maka's eyes as they located the three trays of food beside the two empty plates. The logical side of her reasoned it was dinner for her and Black*Star if they truly had missed the nightly meal. Eyes transfixed on the table Maka almost tripped up yet again but found herself steadied by Soul's outstretched hand. Silently thanking him, Maka peeled her eyes away from the food to glance at her companions. Soul had withdrawn his arm, his gaze directed at the walls littered with scratch marks. Marie hadn't entered the room herself and was whispering with Black*Star about something of apparent importance. The blue haired teen fidgeted uncomfortably until his eyes caught Marie's soft smile as she waved him off. His grin grew as he dived onto the nearest pile up of cushions. Maka bit the inside of her lip, chewing thoughtfully.
"Right, I've got a bit of paperwork to get to but Azusa will be here in no more than two hours. In that time, I expect you to all get along. I will be watching. Also Maka the food on the table is for you and Black*Star and on that note, Black*Star?" The boy in question glanced up with an innocently blank face.
"Remember what we talked about and don't work yourself up. I'm just down the hall as well so if anything happens I'm nearby. With that said, enjoy yourselves before bed." With one last finger wave, Marie pulled the door close and her footsteps receded down the hall. With her decreasing energy Maka sunk into the nearest cushion pile and sighed in relief as the soft and comfy cushions surrounded her body, leaving her knees and face visible. If she weren't so tired the girl would've pretended to swim in it.
When she found the energy to life her head, Maka saw Black*Star's eyes watching her. She let her gaze drop flat as he continued to stare at her. Eventually he blinked. Maka ripped her arms from under the cushions to catch his attention. Growing irritated at the spaced out boy Maka kicked her foot out and nudged him, not trusting herself not to pelt him in the shins. He snapped his head round wildly before settling on Maka and grinning.
"So Marie said I've got to make sure you eat you fill. So you gonna eat or what?"
Maka groaned into the nearest pillow.