Hey everyone! I would like to thank you for all the positive reviews and advice! I made this one slightly longer,but I'm boot going to make them incredibly long because I think it is better to have a bunch of smaller chapters every few days then one big chapter every few weeks... I will update as much as I can! Btw, soul and Maka are 13 in my story, so this is kinda like a middle school crush :) in the anime, soul looks like he is really cool all the time, right? Well in my story, he has been I with Maka for a pretty long time, so she knows how to make his 'mask' disappear :) it is also because he has a crush on her that he becomes shy near her :) ok, I'll shut up now so you can read XD enjoy!
Chapter Twelve
I began feeling a bit awkward after a while... She must have been having some really deep thoughts... I coughed quietly, making her snap out of her trance, mutter a sorry, then walk into her room. I heard her shit her door quietly, then the shower turned on. 'What was that all about? I guess she feels bad because she made a stupid little wimp cry... I hate my self for that... I used to be so cool around her,
But now... It's like she knows how to push just the right buttons to break my mask in half... But why does she do that?' I heard the shower stop, realized I was still standing at the sink, then went to go sit on the couch. I tried to rearrange my face into a nonchalant 'nothing happened' face, hoping my stupid meltdown wouldn't come up in a conversation again...
Maka
As I was in the shower, all I could think about was what he said to me during the... Meltdown he had... I felt so bad about how I had made him cry like that... He is so strong, confident, cool... No, that's his fake self, isn't it? I hope so,because I certainly like sweet Soul better than the Jerk. But I can't believe how he lost it like he did... He can normally hide his emotions so well, I sometimes think he is trying too hard. I began recalling the last thing he said to me... 'I...I lo-' what did it mean, and why did he stop saying it before he finished? Was he afraid it would hurt my feelings? I started to feel like I was being a moron, missing something huge and right in my face. Then it hits me. "He... He loathes me?!"
Soul
I began wondering what was taking her so long in her room, then almost smacked myself in the face. 'She doesn't want to babysit you, you WIMP!' Does she hate me now? For real? Did she even mean it when she took those words back? Did she realize what I was about to say but didn't acknowledge it? I was about to ask myself another question when I realized cool guys don't fret over things like this, and completely wiped the emotion from my features. I kicked my feet up onto the table, put my hands behind my head, and put a look on my face that almost looked angry, as cool guys do. Just then, I heard her door open. She walked down the hall and peeked around the corner to see where I was. I was in the opposite direction of where she looked, though, so she didn't see me. I was in the family room, while she was looking into the kitchen.
So, she walked straight ahead, into the living room. 'I think she knows where I am, but is avoiding my face... She doesn't want to talk to me...' She was purposely turning her head slightly in the other direction so she could pretend she didn't see me. When she disappeared into the living room, I almost got up to see what's wrong with her, but then realized that cool guys don't care what girls think. 'But I'm not like that... I want to make her feel better...' I basically had a war in my head between cool and caring, until I pushed cool out of my head (but not my face... Gotta look cool at least). I got up from the couch as quietly as I could, tiptoed down the hall, and peeked around the corner, much like she did, except I saw her. She was sitting on the couch in a kinda crouched position: holding her knees, but she had a pillow between her chest and her knees, and her face was buried into the pillow. I guess you could say she was sitting 'Crona-style', as he did in his corner.
By now, my mask had softened into putty, seeing her like that, and fell to the floor in pieces. I wasn't sure if I should just walk in there or turn around and go back. The lights were off and her face was covered, so she hadn't seen me yet the last option was beginning to sound more appealing, but I pushed them both out of my head. I quietly knocked on the wall and whispered "Maka?" She didn't even flinch at my voice or the knock. I was starting to think she was sleeping when she muttered a low,
"Go. Away. Now."
I know Maka is being stupid when she thinks he meant he loathes her, but she likes him too and doesn't think he likes her. senile also has never had a crush before and doesn't know the signs... I'll update soon! Maybe today... Bye for now! :)
