Hey guys! Your guys' reviews make me so hyped to write more! I'm glad you are enjoying this story! I had an idea over the weekend what if I combine my Definition of Cool story and How Cliché! They will each be the different point of views. I know that the Definition of Cool would technically be before this but I could now make them meet up. I would like your opinions on the matter.
I woke up entangled with long limbs, long hair and boobs everywhere! Sitting up quickly I gasped for air. I feel bad for Soul I couldn't imagine waking up every day with Blair's double D's blocking my airway. I felt arms still wrapped around my waist, which caused me to turn to my right. Patty had her arms around me and Tsubaki had her legs intertwined with mine. I felt my eye begin to twitch. How did I end up in the middle of the frigging bed!
To my far right I watched Liz grasp Patty in a side hug, man my friends were a bunch of cuddle whores.
Wiggling free from the mass of bodies, I wondered into Liz's huge bathroom when I noticed two large wet spots on the middle/side of my pink tank top. Staring at the spots I couldn't help but wonder how the hell that happened. Turning back to the bed in confusion I looked for a cause, and then it hit me that damn, cuddly Patty wore a wet bra to bed last night. I couldn't help but snicker. Sleeping wet was awful, and I could only imagine how terrible it was to be hot from all the bodies as well.
Pulling off my pajamas I went for my bag of clothes, when I noticed the tiny maid suit on the top of my bag! Damn it! I forgot I will be wearing that for a week. I groaned as I pulled the frilly monstrosity over my head. Pulling down the edge as far as it would go, I sighed. Walking over to Liz's tall mirror, I saw with horror that if I moved my arms too much that my black underwear showed. How would I be able to do anything in this?
"Maka you look soooooo cute!" Kim sleepily squealed I felt my eye begin to twitch again; this was going to be a terrible day.
"Patty, let go of my waist", I heard Liz grunt as she pushed away her little sister. I couldn't help but snicker. "Damn it, Patty you are wet!" that caused a round of snickers.
"Fuck you guys! It's too early for incestuous jokes!" she said pulling the covers back over her head. I turned my attention to my neglected phone; I felt my heart skip a beat when I looked at the glowing screen. There was a text from Soul, "Maka. Don't worry about walking home I'll pick you up around 4. Kay?" Glancing at the clock I noticed that it wasn't even 8 yet. Perfect, enough time to die from embarrassment and get Liz those pair panties all before Soul arrived.
"Liz, get your lazy ass out of bed", I yelled giving the dirty blond a shove. I heard Patty giggle as she left for her room when Liz flipped me the bird. Turning back to the other girls, which I noticed Tsubaki, Kim, and Jacqueline were already dressed and ready to go, the Thompson sisters were notorious for over sleeping.
"Come on Liz, the sooner you get up the sooner we can go shopping." I said with a grin. That would get her lazy ass up. If there was anything Liz loved more than sleep was the aspect of shopping. I guess it doesn't hurt that her boyfriend is the richest guy in death city. That's when I noticed her eye peek out from the blanket.
"Fine, I'm getting up, but you should know that I hate you!" she said arching her back slinking out of the blankets. Turning to the clock I saw her eye begin to twitch.
"You guys! It isn't even 8 in the fucking morning! Kid doesn't wake me up before 8!" with that she threw off the blankets and stormed to the bathroom. I put my hand over my aching eye and shook my head. Like I said before, this was going to be a terrible day.
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As we walked down the street we received a lot of stares not that was unusual, I mean look at the girls I hang out with! However, today I seemed to be receiving a lot of stares, if I had to guess the reason I would assume it was the frilly, skimpy dress that revealed my black underwear to the world whenever I moved my arms. Thank god they were cotton or quite a few people would get a show.
"Guys," I whined at the group "this is so embarrassing! Everyone can see my ass and these bows are making my thighs itch."
"Well good thing you have a hot ass" Kim replied with a smirk. "And really, you will get used to the bows in no time."
Turning to Kim I gave her a death glare and considered knocking her brain lose with a Maka-Chop from hell.
"Don't worry Maka," Tsubaki said with a smile, "it's only a week." Now I know that she was only trying of help, but the reminder that this would last a whole week was very daunting, it did nothing for my frayed nerves. I could only imagine how Soul would react; I could just see his snarky grin as I called him master for the week!
We soon arrived at the vintage store that Liz claimed had the best underwear ever, entering the store I blushed like no other. Every inch of the store was covered in bras, thongs, slips of clothe that covered nothing, etc.
"Come on guys, the sets are over here." Liz said leading a pack of giddy/embarrassed girls to the far right corner. Passing the front desk and women wearing a very similar maid costume waved to Liz. I looked down at my dress and I realized this is where it had been purchased.
"Really Liz! How often do you come here?" I said with a scowl.
"Well Maka, some of us have a sex life and this place is very good with all of my symmetrical orders." She said over her shoulder when we heard a triumphant cry.
"I've found it, Sissy." Patty said with a huge grin and a giggle. She held up a bra that on one cup was zebra striped and the other half was entirely black. Not a huge difference but very asymmetrical. The underwear was a thong that was entirely zebra striped. I don't know if you have ever looked at zebra stripes, they are not uniform and they are certainly asymmetrical. I felt an evil grin spread across my face. It was perfect.
"There you go Liz, you are all set for tonight. Tell us how that all panned out." I said with my evil grin still in place. With that we done, we paid and left to do some real shopping.
Arriving back at the mansion I almost began to hyperventilate. Soul would be arriving at any moment.
"Guys please! I will do anything!" I begged. How the hell was I supposed to ride the motorcycle with this? UGH!
"Will you kiss Soul?" Kim asked with a devious smile. I gulped, "No! Anything but that!"
"Not going to happen Maka now got your finely tuned ass and legs downstairs." Liz shouted from the bathroom.
When I didn't move Liz stuck her head out of her closet, "The deal is kissing Soul or be a good little maid for a week. Your choice." With that I flipped Liz the bird and made my way down the stairs. My cheeks were permanently stained red and they would probably be that way till next Saturday.
I was sitting on the couch ringing their black throw pillow, weighing my options. Crap! Should I just kiss Soul and chalk it up to a dare. I felt my slowly dimming blush light up yet again, I immediately dispelled the idea I don't know how I would handle his look of disgust from receiving a kiss from tiny tits.
Right now I had the ability to pretend that he was slightly attracted to me, that the tiny things he did for me showed he cared. The little stuff, like killing that stupid rat and complimenting my simple dinners; however, he had kiss Tsubaki at that last basketball game. I am still really pissed and hurt about that, but I decided for my sanity and his as well that I would let him off the hook.
He really was just trying to piss off BlackStar; he had no idea how that had hurt my feelings. I wasn't even a second or third choice in his eyes. They had barely rested on me when he knew that he had to kiss one of us, it seemed like his eyes had rested on Liz the longest. I let out a defeated sigh. Who was I kidding Soul was too cool for me. He would never do something as cliché as falling for his meister. Kid and Liz were romantics, BlackStar was impossible and needed to have someone that already fit his soul like a glove, but Soul was independent and attracted nearly every female at Shibusen. No cliché happy endings for me.
The girls have only gotten worse since he became a death scythe; there was also the fact that it was officially our last year at school so every girl was fighting for her last chance. It was a constant struggle to restrain myself from killing all of those girls. I knew one day he would leave me, all guys were like that but I was hoping against the inevitable. Man, I am moping hard. I heard the familiar roar of Soul's motorcycle. I gulped and grabbed my pile of crap and gave the offensive material another tug. I think I preferred my black miniskirt.
With that I pulled myself together and made my way to the door.
Okay guys I know that this ended at a terrible place but I really do want your guys' opinion on making the stories correlate. If you think it is a terrible idea let me know and I will let Definition of Cool drop. If you think it will be good, I will work on updating both of my stories immediately. :D Thanks and I hope to hear from you guys soon!