Hello! I felt like writing again because I'm listening to this depressing song called 'Mad World' by Gary Jules. Turns out I love depressing things and things that'll make you cry. I'm weird. Anyway, I'll just leave you with a glimpse of this song...
I find it kinda funny,
I find it kinda sad.
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
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Maka groaned as she walked alongside her father, he was sober for once but still had dark circles under his eyes and was still eyeing up every woman. "Papa! Can you please act normal?" Maka hissed as her father winked at a woman jogging past them. Spirit glanced back at his daughter and his eyes began to water, "Maka darling! I'm sorry!" He shouted, attempting to wrap his annoyed daughter into a hug.
Maka pulled away from Spirit and angrily replied, "Don't call me darling! I hardly consider you my father! You cheated on mama almost every day and drank almost every night! You broke every promise you made with mama and me! I don't blame mama for leaving, for getting a divorce, I would never stay with you, in fact, I'm glad I'm going to this nut house so I can get away from you!" Maka growled, words dripping in venom. Spirit burst out crying and fell to the floor, gripping Maka's leg causing her to almost trip, "Maka! I'm sorry!" He repeated while crying as Maka dragged him beside him.
As the two almost approached the shabby building Spirit sighed, "Maka, you'll call me every hour right? And make sure none of the boys hit on you?" Maka groaned, "I'm not like you, I don't chase everything of the opposite gender." Spirit slumped as Maka bitterly ignored his presence and attempts to speak.
"Welcome!" A woman with an eyepatch greeted them happily, Spirit instantly smiled at her and winked he began walking closer, "Why... You look pretty cute. Wanna meet me at DeathBucks later tonight?" The woman flashed a hesitant smile and opened her mouth to reply before a man with a large screw in his head appeared in front of her and growled, "Back off or I will dissect you." He hissed, emphasizing on the word 'will'. Spirit leaped back in shocked and hid behind Maka, "Maka! Help me!". The woman sighed, "Welcome to the 'Institution for troubled teens'! It may look a little shabby on the outside but I can assure you it is completely safe and looks wonderful on the inside. Also, my name is Marie, and this man is Stein. I will be your therapist and Stein is just here to... What are you here to do?" Stein smiled creepily, "To look for something to dissect, and looks like I found my thing." He grinned as he glanced at Spirit, "No way am I letting you cut up that girls father!" Marie shouted, punching him playfully.
After Spirit had made many attempts to drag his daughter back after signing the aplication forms Maka had finally managed to escape his grasp and go along with Marie for the tour of the place. Big mistake. It turned out Marie barely knew which place was which and she had already gotten them lost within 6 minutes of the tour. "Darn! I think the lunch room is... This way!" Marie motioned for Maka to follow as she turned left and began walking, Maka sighed. "You know, maybe we should look for someone's help..." She mumbled to herself as she continued walking. After what seemed like an hour Marie had almost given up hope and began talking to herself, "Were gonna die down here! I'm gonna die... Single! Oh hell no am I dying with no boyfriend! But... We're still lost... How the heck are we gonna we gonna get out of here!?" Maka sighed as Marie took another turn to the right, Maka sighed, "Miss Marie?"
"Please just call me Marie. I'll feel old if you call me Miss Marie."
"Marie... Shouldn't we go in the direction where it says 'Taco Tuesday!' Instead of 'Labatory'?" Maka asked, Marie immediately turned and began walking in the direction Maka was pointing to, "Right. I was just testing you."
After what seemed like an hour they had finally found there way to the lunch room where Maka was greeted by many new faces. The first she noticed was the boy with jet black hair and three white lines on only half of his hair. Marie smiled, "I'll leave you here." She whispered into Maka's ear as she noticed Maka staring at the boy. As she went to sit down at a empty table at the corner the boy approached her happily, "Your symmetrical!" He cheerfully called out as he took a spot next to her. He the leaned in closer to study her, Maka began blushing furiously as he neared her face, "What's your name?" He asked, "Maka..." Maka whispered as he stared at her intensely straight in the eye, "Maka... YOUR LEFT PIGTAIL IS HIGHER THAN YOUR RIGHT!" He screamed causing everyone to look at them, Maka looked flushed, "Oh yeah! Well your hairs not symmetrical!" Maka pointed out angrily, the boy's eyes suddenly began to water and he sank to the floor, "Trash! I'm hideous! Worthless!"
Maka began to panic as his tears began to soak the floor, "Uhh! Your symmetrical! Uh! You, uh, You can paint on the white lines if you want!" Maka tried to cheer him up but couldn't, in a final attempt she reached for a book on the table and slammed it onto the boys head, knocking him out. Maka sighed, even though people were looking at her in mixed emotions she was glad that that was over. "Hey!" A booming voice suddenly shouted from the entrance to the lunchroom, Maka glanced over to see a blue haired boy and a black haired girl standing there, the girl seemed to hide behind the boy while the boy stood there glaring at the crowd, "Who the hell is getting all this attention!? You should only pay attention to your god!"