Best Way Not to Get Your Heart Broken

Chapter Six - Drive

I feel like you deserve to know the ages and relationships between all the main characters in case I can't get it in the story itself.

KID, SOUL, LIZ: All 18 and are in the same classes, Kid and Liz are a couple and Liz and Patti both live in Kid's mansion as he saved them from the streets.
girlfriend.
TSUBAKI: She is 17 and is Soul's room mate and closest female friend. (Apart from Maka, of course) Blackstar's girlfriend.
BLACKSTAR, PATTI: Both 16. Blackstar is Soul's best friend. He met Tsubaki through Soul for she is Soul's room mate, and eventually they got together. Patti is Liz's younger sister and a good friend of Blackstars.
MAKA: She is 16 and Blackstar's sister. Is from the other side of the city, a much rougher area.

Maka remained in the bathroom with her thoughts, it was only till she was in there for half an hour did Soul finally get worried enough to knock on the door. Maka jumped a foot in the air as he did, but relaxed as his voice sounded from behind the door.

"Maka?" he asked in a guarded voice, his knuckle still resting on the wood of the door.

He received no reply, he was about to knock again when he heard the lock turn in the door before it opened slowly, revealing Maka.

"Hey, sorry I was just washing up." she lied, flashing him a flawless fake smile which made a genuine one spread over his own face. Maka felt a small pang of disappointment that he didn't see through her, but pushed the feeling away as she stepped through the door. Soul had gotten dressed in her absence, now wearing a pair of faded jeans and a plain t-shirt along with his signature leather jacket. His white hair was as gravity-defying as ever but much more tamed, his crimson eyes bored into hers.

"Alright," he said. "Anyway, I was wondering about what you were going to do about school."

Maka froze. She just got her mind off it and then he brings up the source of her depression? Jeez, only Soul.

"Ah, well I guess I'll just have to move back home," she admitted, not allowing her sadness to seep into her voice. "I can't afford the bus everyday and I'm not taking your money. Or Tsubaki's. Or Blackstar's." she shrugged, wrapping her arms around herself. Soul knew her well enough to understand that when she did that she was stressed. Little did he know it also meant she was feeling a little more than depressed.

"I don't think so," he countered, turning away and heading back into the living room. Maka followed with a confused frown.

"And what do you mean by that?" She drawled, her brows raised slightly as she started to walk away, making her way for her and Tsubaki's bedroom. Soul remained where he was as she did so but called after her.

"What I mean is I don't feel comfortable with you our of my- Our sight. You're not fixed yet, Maka. No matter how much you want to be."

Maka bit back all the harsh replies she could have easily thrown back at him, but Soul seemed to be so much more wittier than her, as much as she hated to admit it. She shook her head as she pulled on a pair of leggings, followed by her favourite boots. She threw her baggy shirt over her head and pulled on a dark red spaghetti strapped top before releasing her hair from it's restraints. The ash blonde locks cascaded gracefully down her back and hung loosely just past her hips. She checked her appearance in the mirror and avoided her emerald eyes that used to be so happy but now now longer reflected any emotion. They were just blank. She squeezed her eyes shut before making her way back to the door, swinging it open to make her way back to Soul who remained in her previous position. He had crossed his arms over his broad chest and leaned on the bathrooms door frame, his brows raised as he awaited her response. She scowled and looked away.