A/N: This story is made when you get your phone or iPod, or any other music playing device, and you put it on shuffle. Then, you take the MEANING of each song, and you turn it into a story ( You have to do 10 songs ). Let's see how this turns out!

Soul presented the new car he bought for Maka. "So? Do you like it? I spent over a lot of money on it" He nodded, patting the hood of the bright red car. "All for you."
She shrugged. "Its OK I guess. Could be better" She drawled, flipping open her makeup mirror and adjusting a strand of hair the fell over her face. "Not really what I asked for. But, like a care."

"This is what you asked for" He said, raising an eyebrow.
"Maybe I asked for it then. But I don't want it now" She retorted, examining her nails closely. "You need to ask me right before you buy something stupid Souli-kins." She said, leaning on he car.
"Of course. Anything you want. I'll return it and get you a new one" He said, bowing slightly.
"I never said I wanted another car. I want new diamond earrings, I lost my other pair" She drawled again, blowing a bubble from her bubblegum she kept in her mouth, making it pop loudly. "Oh, and while you're at it, buy me a diamond ring to match."
"Yes, yes, of course" He nodded, jumping in the car, starting it and rolling down the blackened windows to smile at her widely.
She smiled back, but she did it as if she was forced to, not having that full twinkle in her eye like when he first met her. Almost like a middle schooler being forced to smile in school pictures. "I'll be waiting" She said, crossing her arms and getting off the car, blowing another big bubble.
He nodded and drove off, rolling back up the windows. He didn't know why he did this exactly. But, he couldn't help but to suck up to her old dubious charms. But she hasn't shown them much since they were young. He didn't care. He somewhat enjoyed to make her happy, seeing a flash of excitement that flashes in her eyes, but he pushed away the feeling that it was forced, and that she didn't care anymore. He shook his head, focusing on the road again to get her those new earrings and that new ring.

Heartbeat By: Annie

Maka dodged the sweaty, dancing bodies all around her, also trying to ignore the headache she was getting from the strobe lights, as well at the flashing colors. "Tsubaki? Liz? Patty?!" She shouted, music drowning her voice into a whisper. She pushed away a girl about her age that was blocking her path, obviously drunk out of her mind, not caring about falling face first on the couch next to her, unconscious. She plugged her nose at the smell of beer wafting towards her from the mouths of laughing people, a shiver running down her spine. "Liz?!" She shouted again, almost being knocked over by bouncing adults and teenagers. She shrieked softly, as a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder, stopping her.
"Hey! Are you looking for someone?!" A white haired boy shouted at her in concern, looking like he enjoyed the club as much as she did, covering his eyes from the flashing lights.
"Yeah! Can you point me to the bar?! That's where they said they would be!" She shouted back, coming closer to him to hear him better.
"Its over there! I'll come with you!" He yelled, pointing at the corner of the club, grabbing her hand and leading her toward it.
She nodded and followed, standing right behind him because of the close bodies. "Thanks!"
"No problem!" He nodded, leading her to a barstool and sitting her down as he sat in front of her. "Let's sit her for a while! I'm kinda thirsty! Want me to treat you to something?!"
She hesitated. "Sure! Can I get a red bull and vodka mix?!" She asked him, watching him nod and ask for two. She took a sip and almost cringed at the slight bitterness, but soon enjoying it. After a 'couple' more drinks and multiple concerned look from the boy, still on his first one, she began to feel quite tipsy. "Wanna dance?! C'mon clump nugget! Lets go!" She pushed, grabbing his hand and pulling him out to the dance floor.
He stared into her eyes, for some reason feeling a surge of electricity. They danced so close, he felt her racing heartbeat, spinning around and around and around, loving the symphony and melody of their thumping hearts.
It was either her racing mind, or maybe it was real, but was this stranger looking at her with complete and utter adoration? She didn't care, because she liked it. They leaned in closer, their noses touching slightly. Traveling to he beat of the melody, the two's heartbeats slowed and kept in pace of each others. She leaned in closer, a sudden feeling of being ashamed of not knowing this boy's name. She leaned in closer, lightly touching his lips with hers as she stood on her toes just to be up to his height.
He widened his eyes, enjoying the bittersweet taste of alcohol on her delicately colored pink lips. To him, it tasted like sweet strawberry milk, but it also hinted a slight sourness and a bit of spiciness. He didn't quite know what to call it exactly, but he liked it and kept their lips melting into each other. He smiled in mid-kiss, knowing that he'll remember this night forever, kissing a girl that he didn't even know the name of.

It will rain By: Bruno Mars

Soul stood in front of Maka's door, drenched in rain, his arms drooped over his sides and his bouquet of roses lying in a puddle of mud next to him. His head was hung, looking at the wet and dirty ground. "W-why M-Maka?" He asked, holding back a very rare outburst of tears.
She looked at him and sighed, her arms crossed and her head rested on the door frame. "Soul... I just... Don't really think it working... Anymore."
He nodded slowly, regretting coming there instantly, wishing that she never said that, and regretting the long bus ride he had to endure to get here. He turned around and said nothing else, walking back to the bus stop in the continuous rain.
When he got home, he was mad, and sad, and sick, and he had so many emotions cooped up inside him. He walked to his bedroom, not opening the door and resting his forehead on it. He banged it again and again, his eyes closed in the pain. He turned the knob and collapsed on his bed, turning his head to look out the window to see the downpour that continued outside.

Terrible things By: Mayday Parade

"I looked at Maka with my face rested on my hand, and my arm being rested on my school desk. I really liked this bookworm of a girl, not noticing the dreamy look in my own eyes. I didn't even notice her staring back at me with a smile, whipping her head back to look at her desk, tearing off a scrap of notebook paper and quickly scribbling something down. She passed it to me with another smile, that quickly snapping me out of my trance. That's when I looked down at the piece of paper on my desk and read it
Hey Soul! I can't help but notice you staring at me, and I know I shouldn't say this but I really believe that I can tell by your eyes that you're in love with me! Love, Maka"
Soul looked at his son with tears in his eyes. "Son, you know I'm only telling you this because life can do terrible things. The next thing I know, we're married, being the happiest... People... In the... World..." He choked, now holding back a cry that will end him up on the floor. "T-then... S-s-she told me that she... Was sick... So sick, she wouldn't be able to recover... And now she's with god, son..."
The boy almost cried. "Daddy, I know! But why?! Why mommy?!" He screamed, fat tears now rolling down his chubby little face. "I miss her Daddy!"
His father softly patted him on the back. "Sometimes... Things happen... Just promise me something..."
The little boy looked up. "W-w-what i-is i-i-it D-Daddy?" He stuttered because of all his hiccuping.
"Try not to fall in love... I know its much to ask... But I can't bear you to feel the same pain I had... Please, son..." Soul pleaded, looking down, a few tears escaping his red, crimson eyes.
The little boy nodded slowly. "Anything for y-y-you D-D-Daddy.."

Love somebody By: Maroon 5

Soul Eater Evans was always the loner boy. The drifter. Emo. Whatever you like to call him, that was it. Even so, he enjoyed the freedom of not having drama or romance, or even a friend that he always had to care about. He somewhat knew that girls basically drooled over him, but he liked to push that idea away from his mind. He was more occupied with other things. He was even maybe 'scared' of commitment with a so called 'lover' or even a 'friend'. He didn't mine the loneliness, he's learned to think that loneliness is an actual 'friend', and is not something that could drive you insane or that can give you a heartache, as other people would explain it. But then he met that happy-go-lucky girl Maka Albarn. She was nice to him as opposed to the other people that scorned him for being somewhat 'different'. He has this feeling when he's around her, a feeling that he can't really explain. He thinks it maybe feels like when she's with him, his heart races. When she touches him, he gets butterflies in his stomach. It's when he can't get her smile off his face; and he feels like she's and angel. He looks down on everybody else because he thinks that they can't possibly feel what he's feeling.
He doesn't think he's always been like this, a paranoid shut-in. He has been in a relationship before, but that's something he doesn't like talking about, exactly why he doesn't like trusting people anymore. He's reasoning with himself, trying to get himself to think that this is just a faze, and that he can get over it, but its not working. Is this boy, who can never trust anyone or anything, actually falling for someone?

Bubbly By: Colbie Caillat

Maka looked at Soul with complete adoration. She couldn't stop smiling, and Soul was starting to think that it was getting a little creepy.
"Maka? What are you staring at?" He asked her, looking away from her constantly smiling face. Even if it was kinda cute, he got tired of it.
She shook her head to try to snap herself out of her trance. "Hm?"
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Soul repeated , now looking back at her with a confused face.
"You really wanna know?" She wondered, with a sly smile.
He hesitated but nodded slowly. "Do I want to?"
She smiled again, but in a different way, cuter, sweeter. "Just... I don't know why but... You just make me smile.."
"I can see that..."
"And, you give me butterflies... And for some strange reason... I adore everything that you do... Is that normal?"
He blushed and cleared his throat. "Well, for a guy as cool as me... It must be normal."
She punched his shoulder softly. "No, seriously. I'm crushing..." She said, murmuring the last part.
"What was that?" He asked, cocking his head.
She bolted up. "N-nothing! R-r-really..." She rushed, stuttering, then running out of the room.
He shook his head. "That girl... Sometimes I don't understand her.." He picked up the TV remote and clicked on a channel, then resting his feet on the wood coffee table in front of him. "That's why I like her.."

Primadonna girl By: Marina and the Diamonds

"No! Mine!" Little Maka yelled, pulling back her teddy bear from Soul.
Soul crossed his arms and pouted. "No fair!" He grumbled angrily.
Maka stuck out her tongue. "Not yours! Mine! Mine only!" She shouted, hugging her bear and twisting herself away from Soul's grabbing hands.
"No fair!" He repeated. "Share!" He said on the verge of tears.
"No! I don't like sharing because it's mine!" She shouted again, now standing up and walking away, ignoring the crying face of this little boy.
"Meanie! I don't like you anymore!" He shouted, wiping his nose on his long sleeved shirt. "I wanna go home! Mama!" He shouted again, now wiping away his tears escaping from his vermilion eyes.
His mother emerged from Maka's dining room in concern, leaving the flirtatious Spirit by himself in disgust. When she saw her crying son sitting in the middle of the living room, she hastily took him up in her arms and said quick goodbye's, leaving the house immediately.
Spirit then came out of the dining room, a look of confusion on his young face. "Maka?! Were you acting stupid again?! Why the hell did you do that?!" He shouted at the pouting little girl.
"He was the one that was acting stupid, Papa! He took Mr. Fluffles!" She argued, crossing her arms. She got angry at his look of scepticism." Do you think I'm lying?!"
"I never said that, stupid" He drawled, walking out of the room.
"Hey, Papa" She said, stopping him in his tracks.
"What the hell do you want?" He said, turning back around to face at her.
"I want another stuffed animal tomorrow. And maybe 6 more."
"Alright. Tomorrow." Spirit agreed, being completely unaware of the right way to of how to parent.
She smiled smuggly. "Mine.."

Do you want some tea? By: Hello Venus

"Hey Soul, thanks for the great day!" Maka thanked as he walked her to her front door.
"No prob..." He mumbled, and arm behind his head in bashfulness . He then leaned in closer to her, a concentrated look on his face.
'Finally!' She thought to herself excitedly, closing her eyes and leaning in, expecting a goodbye kiss. But, instead, he adjusted a hair that fell over her face, tucking it behind her ear awkwardly. She opened her eyes and leaned back, looking away in embarrassment.
He looked away as well, having a look that matched Maka's perfectly, all except the glint of dejection in her bright chartreuse eyes. He turned away and started to walk back to his car, his hands shoved in his pocket nervously. "Bye.." He mumbled again, still not turning around.
She sighed. "Bye..." Maka said in a slight tone of anguish, opening her door and trudging in slowly, closing her door by kicking it, then collapsing on her couch in sadness. She looked at her pillow and started to punch it slowly, a pout on her face. They'be been dating for more than 100 days now, and they're still a little awkward. This was the first day they dated again in a long time, and every day, every night, she's been wondering when they can get closer. 'Stupid boy. Silly boy. I can't wait anymore...' She thought, now leaving the pillow alone for now. 'I'll be brave... I'll tell you..." She thought again, picking up her stuffed bunny and hugging it, then slumping down on the couch. 'I'm inviting him for tea tomorrow..." She nodded, picking up the phone from the table on the side of her couch, as she dialed his number quickly.
"Hello?" Soul's voice answered, obviously tired from the long day.
"Hey Soul" Maka said to him, trying to sound brave, but she felt her courage melt away almost instantly.
"Yea Maka? What's up?" He said, Maka noticing that he tried hard to hold back a stutter.
"You wanna come over tomorrow for some tea?"
"Tomorrow?" He hesitated. "Well, I guess so.."
"Great! See ya then!" Maka said excitedly, hanging up the phone. She sat up straight, a thought suddenly crossing her mind. "Do love potions exist? Hmm... No... No.."
The next day, there was a soft knock on the door, making Maka stand up quickly, running to it. She stood in front of it for a second, straightening out her hair. She sighed, and turned the knob, opening her heavy wood door, to see a albino-haired, cherry-colored eyed, blushing teenage boy, with his arms behind his back, hiding something.
He sheepishly held out a small, decorated box, his eyes not fully meeting hers, looking at something in the sapphire tinted skies . 'Since when was I shy? Only around her? Why?' He thought, slowly lowering his eyes to meet her happy, sparkling ones. "This is for you" He said, trying to sound as confident as possible, noticing that she was too busy looking at him with awe. He pushed the box closer to her, his embarrassment taking him over again, now giving up as he looked back up into the sky.
She shook her head. "Right, right" She said, taking the box out of his recoiling arms. She opened it to find a picture. A picture of them that they took when they were younger. She lost hers, and she couldn't believe that he still had it. It was a picture of him and her on Christmas, them being only about 6, Maka wearing an oversized Santa hat, laughing while holding hands with a pouting Soul who really didn't like the idea of taking a picture with his reindeer headband, a cookie still in his mouth in mid-bite. Maka smiled and looked at Soul, who was still looking up, but now having a deep shade of red creeping onto his pale face. "Come in, Soul."
He stepped in and sat on her couch, a toothy smile crawling on his face.
"Can I get you tea?" Maka offered, now starting to walk towards the kitchen, getting stopped by someone grabbing onto her hand.
"I just want you to know that even if I don't show it, I... Love you Maka..." Soul said with a nod of his head. "That was a little random... But.." He stood up and walked up to her, leaning in and giving her a light kiss on the cheek, quickly pulling away in more embarrassment.

Dirty little secret By: All-American Rejects

Maka shoved all of her things into her locker in frustration of the long day of school. She sighed and slammed the door shut, almost jumping back in surprise to see Soul Eater Evans leaning on the locker next to her, his face hidden behind her once opened locker. He looked at her with a smirk, walking over to her and pinning her up against the lockers behind her.
"Hey babe" He said, his hands on either sides of her head, and his face comfortably close to hers. He rested his forehead on hers, his smirk spreading on his face again.
"Hey Soul" She whispered, kissing his lips softly. "I haven't seen you in such a long time... Its almost like we're not even boyfr—" She was cut off when he softly placed his finger to her mouth, shushing her.
He looked around nervously. "Remember. Its basketball season. If my dad caught me dating a girl... But I'll risk that for you." She nodded as he removed his finger from her lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Shhh... I'll keep you my dirty little secret.."

When I was your man By: Bruno Mars

Soul sat on the edge of his bed, his elbows rested on his knees, and his head rested on his hands, looking out at the window blankly.
"Maka..." He mumbled, his heart broken in little shards.
He regretted letting her get away, realizing that she left a hole in his heart that couldn't be mended with anything other that herself. He clamped on his chest a sudden pain coursing throughout his ribcage. His broken heart.

A/N: This was really hard! It was fun though! I hope you guys will try it!