I wake up not knowing what time it is. I get the feeling I'm forgetting something. I ignore it. A few weeks have passed since the night I was chased around town and got my face torn up. Everyone has also found out I'm a witch. Maka swears she didn't tell a soul. I know it's her. No one else hates my that much... Well, everyone at the DWMA does now. I've gone to school maybe five times the past three weeks. No one cares except Black Star and Soul so the extremely few days I'm at school the usually hang around with me and talk to me. I would tell them to buzz off but seeing as how everytime I'm alone a group of kids come and beat the living snot out of me I just suck it up and let them blabber about whatever they choose. I get up and shower and change into fresh pjs. I stare at myself in the mirror. My face started healing nicely taking more time than I would like considering I let my human soul cover up my witch soul completely. I gently touch the busted lip I received the last time I went to school. Got caught alone in the library. The worst part is the librarian counted it as a fight rather than someone getting the shit beat out of them. I could have fought back and won but that would have caused more rumors. Which I don't need. There's a knock on my door and I answer it Soul and Black Star stand there each holding a few bags of groceries. They come in and set the bags on the counter.
"Thanks for going shopping for me guys." I say as I start putting the food away and handing each boy a small plate of cookies. The only food I had left other than the three-day-old already-made cup of Reman that I was hoping I wouldn't have to eat.
"Are you alright honestly?" Soul asks
"You fine sir out extremely out of character recently I think I should be the one asking that question." I say turning back to my food. "But to give you an answer. Yes, I am in fact, fine."
"Then how did you get that busted lip?" He asks
"I ran into a door and bit it." I say shrugging my shoulders
"You didn't have it before you went to school last Friday." Black Star says
"Wait what day is it?" I ask turning towards the two leaning back on the counter
"It's Saturday the fifth."
"Fifth of what?"
"February."
I stare at the both of them in shock. Last time I checked it was sometime in October almost November. I push past them and run into my room tripping on the way there. I throw myself on the bed and fumble around looking for my phone. The small black device sits in between my wall and bed. I have multiple missed called, unanswered texts, and notifications from different apps and games. Along with that, it says it's the 22nd of November.
"You liars! It's only November! And tomorrow is thanksgiving! I need a turkey!" I yell at them digging into an old book looking for my emergency cash. I shove a twenty at the boys. "Now go get me a turkey and some gravy. But for the love of god get a small turkey unless you plan on eating here but you have to pay the difference." I say while shoving the two boys out the door. They turn and their mouths are open but before they could say anything I slam the door in their faces. Muttering to myself I go into the kitchen and start getting things ready for tomorrow. Good thing pie crust is mostly flour and water. I think to myself as I start mixing the ingredients together. I put the crust in a pan and add ready-to-use pumpkin pie filling then get started on peeling potatoes and place them in a pot of water and in the fridge along with the pie and make room for the turkey. Soul and Black Star came back a while later with the turkey and gravy. We talk for a while as I prep the turkey for tomorrow. It gets late and I kick them out again telling them since they picked the biggest turkey alive they had better be over at my house tomorrow. They don't decline the invitation and I go to bed thinking of an outfit that I can wear without looking like I've been cooped up in my room for three weeks. I roll over and hug my pillow tight looking at the window that had to get boarded up due to the very many rocks and other hard objects throw at it. I'm still picking up random shards of glass from my carpet and bed.
The boys came over the next day just as I pulled the finished turkey out of the oven. They scarfed it down as if they haven't eaten in days rather than minutes.
"So rather than spending the whole day with your beloved partners you come and visit the no good evil dirty blooded witch? How do you know I didn't poison the food with my blood?" I ask raising an eyebrow as the shove bites of pie in their mouths.
"It means we get two meals and who can pass up more food?" Black Star replies
"People don't really call you that do they?" Soul asks
"Yeah, that's just the mild things." I say pointing to a trashcan overflowing with papers and other items with words written on them. "I mean have you seen my bedroom window?"
They both look into my room the board sticking out like a sore thumb against my black blinds. They both look me completely out of character I sigh and start clearing the table.
"Life is hard alright. It's harder when you don't fit in okay? I'll just have to find a way to make orange juice from the lemons life has given me."
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A/N Book one is now complete