Hey guys! Well, this chapter is pretty long, but I'm not sure how long the next chapter will be. Review and follow and I'll give you a shout-out. You guys are lucky I'm putting this up, because I'm quite depressed right now. The characters are incredibly OOC, but who gives a fuck. This story is based on something that actually happened to me…blah blah blah you don't care…Okay now just read!

I woke up that morning just happy to be alive. I smiled at myself in the mirror, gawked at my bed-head, and got dressed for the day. Today was the day that I was going to get Soul to change. I would finally let loose all my feelings and tell him that things weren't working out the way they were. I was going to beg him to tell me what was wrong…but I never got to that. I never fucking got to tell him that I was sorry for being a bastard. That I was sorry for hurting his feelings, but he had indeed hurt me, too. Too bad, he didn't listen.

When I got to school, I noticed something particularly weird about Soul…he wasn't being himself. He stared off into space with this blank look, and he wouldn't talk to me first. But I shook it off, knowing that everything would be fine once I got to tell him how I felt. I made my way through the day, paying close attention to the moments when I caught him staring at me with this…forlorn look. I shook that off, too, and focused on my studies, since I hadn't been paying attention the last couple weeks anyway. I knew that Soul had been acting weird since the beginning of the week. I knew that now was probably not the best time to be playing with his emotions, but…I did anyway. I also knew that I was talking shit the day before, when he wasn't even at school. Probably shouldn't have done that. There were a lot of things I shouldn't have done…but of course, I did them anyways, thinking that he couldn't possibly have taken it too seriously. I only talked shit because I was scared he about to leave me, and I wanted to make sure that I was the man here.

The action started at lunch time.

I sat down at my usual table, with all my friends but Soul, because he wanted to sit with some other friends of his that day. And I was cool with that, I mean; I wasn't just going to keep him away from his friends because we were dating. That's bogus! Anyways, I really had to talk to him. And I would've gone and gotten him from his table myself, but his friends seriously scared the heebie jeebies out of me. So I sent Patty to go retrieve him.

"Yo, Patty!" I grinned, "Do me a solid and go fetch Soul for me, will ya?"

"Yessirie!" she said, and bounced off to go force him to come over here. I sat back down next to Kid, and crossed my arms. I had some vicious anxiety goin' on, and I wanted to get to the making up quick so that I could finally have a day's rest. But when I saw patty come back to our table without a Soul following her, I panicked.

"Where is he?" I asked, suddenly worried for my plans of change and happiness and (hopefully) hugs. Patty shrugged.

"He didn't wanna come," she said, and returned to her seat.

"Whadda ya mean, he didn't wanna come? What did he say?" I asked. Patty dug out some money from her pocket and counted it.

"He said," she began, "that he didn't want to come over here." I looked over to Kid. We exchanged confused looks and shrugged.

"Want me to get him?" he asked, sighing.

"Would you…?" I asked, batting my pretty little eyelashes. He nodded, and walked over to his table. I turned my head, and focused on the abandoned brownie that Liz left when she went to go socialize. When I saw Kid coming back without Soul trailing behind him, I lowered my eyelids and furrowed my brows.

"He's not coming," he told me. I was the epitome of confusion. Just then, Patty, Crona, Black*Star, Liz, and Tsubaki came back to the table, holding their trays.

"Maka," Patty said, her head cocked, "where is he?" I jutted a thumb in the direction of the table he was seated at. Kid adjusted his collar.

"Want me to tell him what you told me yesterday?" he asked. I remembered what I told him yesterday. I had told him that I kinda just wanted the relationship to be over. Of course, I didn't mean it. It was just my mouth going off before my brain could kick in to tell it to shut up. Unfortunately, my brain was still surrounded by billions of cobwebs and dust. So I nodded.

"Oh no…" Crona said, a look of sadness appearing on his face, "nothing good can come from this…" I just watched as Kid took Soul into the bathroom. I knew that Patty and Black*Star were making jokes about them going into the bathroom, but I had this weird feeling in my stomach. A feeling of misunderstanding and grief. And she didn't know why…but she figured it out when Kid came back after ten minutes with a sad look on his face.

"Well?" I asked, suddenly buzzing with questions in my mind.

"He said he feels the same way," he blurted out, regretting it immediately. I couldn't swallow. It was like suddenly, all the water was drained from my body. I felt a little queasy as I saw him with his friends having a good time. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I forced them to stay in as I quickly changed the subject.

After a long while of jokes with my friends and a LOT of staring at Soul, I figured that maybe he still wanted to work it out. It's too bad for that, too.

Two of his friends slowly approached our table. They had fear in their eyes, and I could tell that they REALLY did NOT want to be there. I looked up at them, and mouthed the word "what", because no sound would come out.

They quickly glanced at each other, and finally one of them blurted, "Soul says it's over." Then they had surprised faces when they saw the fear, anger, and tears in my eyes.

I simply said, "okay," and realized that my voice had cracked, and I hung my head.

One looked to the other and said, "let's get the fuck out of here!" So they ran off, and at first, nothing happened. All was silent, and I couldn't let it sink into my head. When suddenly it hit me, like a giant wave hitting some little kid's sand castle, completely ruining it. And leaving it a pile of dirty shit. I sobbed quietly, and then it grew to full-out bawling. I felt like just curling up into a ball and hiding away for the rest of my terrible life. Patty came over and hugged me, as did everyone else at my table. I didn't see what Soul's reaction was, but I bet he was happy to finally let all of it out on me. Kid, despite his dating Patty, couldn't stand to see me crying like this, and went to go chew Soul out, perhaps one time too many. Two of Soul's friends threatened to jump Kid, I could tell just by the menacing looks on their faces and the incredibly frightened look on Kid's.

For the rest of the lunch hour, people continually came to our table to give me hugs, and continually went up to Soul to call him a major baka. (Idiot.) I felt so lost and empty inside, but I couldn't bear to even THINK about eating. I looked over to Soul's table a couple times, just to find several of the people seated there staring straight back at me. Every. Single. Time.

When our table was dismissed to go to our next hour class, I stood up, put my head down, and tried my very hardest not to make eye contact with ANYBODY. I speed walked to my locker, to find nobody there. It surprised me, because usually there were at least four or five people crowded around my locker to talk to the popular guys whose locker just so happens to be right next to mine. I watched carefully at what Soul was doing. He went to his locker, seeming to leave fire wherever he stepped. He put something in, took something out, and paused. He swung the locker back real far, the slammed it right back with an incredibly loud WHAM! that left everyone silent, and staring at, yep, you guessed it: me. I slid down my locker, and hugged my knees. I cried silently, allowing the people around me to comfort me and give me about a billion more hugs. I opened my locker, exchanged my stuff, and (regrettably) walked in the direction of Soul. But I had to. That was the only way to get to the band room! So there I was, crying and passing everyone without a word. I looked to a friend, and whinned.

"What happened?!" she exclaimed, turning around to follow me.

"Soul broke up with meee…" I whined, sounding like a real sucker. But I didn't give two shits.

"OMG!" she shouted, "it'll be okay, Maka! I promise!"

"No it won't!" I yelled.

"It'll be fine!"

"NO! IT WON'T NE FINE!" I screamed at her. She held up two hands in surrender.

"Okay, geez!" she said, snottily. I stormed off to the band room, hiding from Soul behind my hair. Good thing I decided to wear my hair down toady…I thought. When I got to the band hallway, I was ambushed by five different people, asking their "What happened?"s and "Are you okay?!"s. I explained to them all what had happened, and received fifteen more hugs. But right when they were coming up with more questions, we were told by a teacher to "get our butts to class". I smiled at that remark, thinking of how funny Soul would find it. Oh yeah, I thought, Soul hates me now…I shed another tear, and bravely pushed the band room door open, to find it just how it always was: noisy, annoying, and just how I liked it.

Sadly, though, I was ambushed by yet another round of questions that I really didn't feel like answering again. I sat down in my seat and hugged my clarinet. It was then, that my other acquaintance talked to me.

"Soul told me that he broke up with you because he thought things weren't "the same"," he explained to me. I said thanks, and grabbed a hall pass. I asked myself to be excused, and Mr. Stein gladly let me out to go cry somewhere other than in front of everyone. I clutched my pass, and swiftly made my way to the girl's bathroom. To my fortune, no one was in there. I sighed, and realized that this was the first time alone that I've had all day. I sat down in the nearest corner, hugged my knees, and stared at the reflection of me across the room.

"What did I get myself into?" I asked aloud, to nobody.

Well, how was it?! Did it suck as much as it did in real life?! I hope so! I NEED OC'S! So please review and make one up. Thank you for being such a sweetie, bye.