A/N: After this chapter, I guarantee I get someone telling me off for messing with their heads. I'm feelin' evil :3
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Dancing in Crimson - If you liked that then your going to love what is to come. I'm excited about it and I already know what's going to happen! And yays! You love my story and it's one of your favorites! :D *squeals*
Guest - Why thank you mysterious guest.
Evilwhiskers - omg the image of blair chasing after you with skimpy underwear is making me laugh like crazy XD And yay, I inspired someone! That's a first! :D
Synk - Haha I was thinking of calling him a man-child, but let's face it. BlackStar is not human. XD
HOApercyjacksonHUNGERGAMES - Yay! You think my story's perfect! SUCESS! Also, awesome name. As a constant reader, I approve.
katieOoT - Yes, yes it is. ;P
AnimeFreak8 - ...this is Maka POV for this chap-EEP! *runs away from angry Soul fangirls* SORRY! ;D
Spixie303 - Somewhere only we know is an excellent song! And thanks to YOU, I have the song because of you by kelly clarkson stuck in my head so we're even ;P
Yeah people. Today's song stuck in my head is Because of you by Kelly Clarkson (Thanks again, Spixie303 :P) and the song I can't stop listening to is Blow me (one last kiss) by P!nk cuz it was on the radio this morning and it's dang catchy in my opinion.
6. Bad first impressions
Maka POV (A/N: Again, sorry Soul fangirls. Hang in there.)
"How about a boob tube!?"
That was Patty. It seemed my wardrobe would no longer work for parties, so Patty had come over an hour earlier and dragged me over to her dorm.
"No Patty. Do you not remember I won't fit your chest size, since mine's, you know, none exsistant." I reminded her.
Patty scowled and jumped back into the wardrobe, tossing out the garments that didn't fit her needs, so the room was scattered with clothes. It was starting to look like a mall had thrown up in here.
Patty seemed determined to dress me up in sexy clothing and I didn't do sexy. I did loser librarian most days to be honest. About ten minutes ago, Patty had tried to wrestle me into wearing a skirt that looked more like a belt to me and she hadn't suceeded. So she was trying to meet me in the middle, clothing-wise, which I could tell was a struggle for her.
Eventually, she tossed out something from Liz's side of the wardrobe and I snatched it out the air. "What about this?"
It was a vintage looking dress, white with a red cherry pattern. Patty protested at first, waving something lacy and red at me in definance, but eventually she gave up, though she did insist I wear heels. Her heels were all too tall and I'd probably end up with a lethal injury if I tried to stand up in them, so I decided to go over to my dorm to put on my own pair of red strappy heels, while Patty got changed into her outfit: a giraffe print t-shirt that clung to her, black shorts, sheer tights and heels that were pointy enough to stab someone.
As I walked over to my dorm with the dress clutched in my hands, I felt eyes on me. I looked around and saw a tall, rail thin man watching me from the shade of the tree. In the dim light of the evening, I couldn't make out much except he was pail and his hair was black with strange white tips. I shivered and hurried my pace to my dorm.
Once I got there, the creepy guy left my thoughts, replaced with my reflection in the mirror. I pulled on the cherry print dress and rumaged around in my own wardrobe till I unearthed a pair of red strappy heels that had never left the shadows of my wardrobe until now. They'd been a gift from an old friend and I'd never had the guts to wear them. Hesitantly, I pulled them on, walking experimentally to make sure I could stay upright. Man, my feet were gonna hate me by the end of tonight, but I looked pretty good. I pulled my hair back into a high ponytail that just about brushed my shoulders, emphasising the fact that they were bare apart from the thin straps on the dress. I put on a little mascara. I then puckered my lips and put on bright red lipstick I'd borrowed from Tsubaki, since it matched my dress and she'd already told me I was welcome to borrow anything of hers.
Patty then burst into my room and grabbed my arm. "Come onnnnn! You're taking forever!" I was them dragged out of the dorm so fast it was a surprise I'd stayed upright.
I was marched over to Kid's dorm building and she paid no attention to people, so it was no surprise that I eventually knocked someone over. It was a boy walking out of his dorm room, arguing with the boy behind him feebly. The boy I'd knocked over was tall and thin, with pale pink hair and almost feminine features. The only reason I could tell he was a boy was because then other boy behind him had been saying "Geez, no one could tell you're a boy the way you act!" when I crashed into the pink haired boy.
Patty giggled at us both on the floor and the other boy sneered at us. He had dark skin and an x-shaped scar across his face that was so pale on his skin that it looked white. I quickly got up off the boy I'd knocked over blushing, as he wailed "I don't know how to deal with this!"
I helped him up and then other boy shoved him in the arm. "You're such a sissy, Chrona!"
The pink haired boy I'd knocked over, Chrona blushed and mumbled an apology to me. The other boy continued to poke and push him until I scowled at him angrily. "Ohhh!" The boy said sarcastically. "Your new girlfriend's scary, Chrona. Looks like I have my work cut out for me." He chuckled loudly and walked back into the dorm room he'd came out of, closing it with a slam.
Chrona didn't look me in the eyes. Patty had told me she was going into the party and if I didn't follow in the next five minutes, she'd hunt me down, before walking off.
"I'm sorry." I told Chrona, putting out my hand to him. "I'm Maka."
He took my hand tentively, looking slightly afraid. "Chrona. Sorry about my room mate, Ragnarok."
"It's okay, Chrona. Are you going to the party?" I asked. While I had a problem with guys, I knew this one wouldn't be a problem, since he looked so shy and afraid. I kinda felt protective of him after seeing his room mate bully him like that.
He shook his head fearfully. "Oh no, no. I definitely wouldn't be able to deal with that."
"How would you know if you've haven't tried?" I asked. He shook his head again and I sighed, knowing Patty would come looking for me in a minute. "Well, I have to go now, Chrona. But you're welcome at the party."
He smiled shyly and muttered a quiet 'goodbye', before rushing off down the hall. Odd boy. I smiled to myself, walking into the party, but the smile was quickly wiped off my face.
Soul was there and he wasn't alone. His head was pressed into the chest of some tall purple haired woman in a shiny, black dress that barely covered her butt. A few people around him were looking at the whole scene in surprise and a few guys whistled and cat-called.
See, Liz? I was right. Typical male.
A/N: Eeep! Don't kill me guys for this, please, please, pretty please? I bet a few of you are thinking I'm a meanie but this is all part of my dastardly plot to take over the world! Wait, wrong plot. I mean, this is all part of my dastardly plot to drive you guys mental with all the ups and downs. ;)
Next chapter's coming soon and they'll be some funny BlackStar, since he's become the funny figure for this story. Sort of like Wallace Wells from the Scott Pilgrims books/movie, but not gay or smart (I love Wallace in both the book and movie. That guy cracks me up.)
Review or I'll take over the world.
You see, it's all part of my dastardly plot...
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