chapter 5

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Maka POV
'Well he's my partner now and all I need to do is get in school already 3 steps ahead easy'

"Hey maka" soul asked

"Ya whats up soul" I answered

"I was just wondering if u had somewhere to stay u know to live" soul asked scratching the back of his head

"Me no I don't why u ask" I said while I looked at the sky

"Well u can stay with me" Soul said blushing a little and I stopped walking and looked at him shocked "U want me to go to u house"

"Yes ur my partner and friend if u dont have a place to go then come with me" He said smirking showing off his shark like teeth

"Ok I will" I smiled at him and continued walking and I put in my ear buds and changed the song on my phone to Fucking Perfect by Pink and I sang along quietly as I forgot that Soul was here

" Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me

You're so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head)
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look how we all make it.
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
(Oh oh)

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me

The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

(Yeah! Oh!)
Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
(You're perfect, you're perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me." A tear fell down my face slowly

"U sing very pretty maka I like it" soul said smiling at me

"SOUL U-u like my singing" I stopped yelling and looked at him

"Yea its nice calming if I might add...ur a really good singer Maka" he said looked forward at my new house I live in with soul now

"This is where u live" I said with my mouth open

"Yea" he said calmly

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