Chapter One: Land

We arrive on the island after practically an eternity it seemed. We had been treading water ever since our boat capsized during the night. Never would I ever have believed that I would be stranded with the most annoying guy from school: Soul "Eater" Evens. You know a guy is a true fuckboy when he wants people to actually call him "eater." Like, could he be anymore douchey?

"It's about time we found dry land. I don't know if I'd be able to take your crazy hysterics in the ocean much longer," he says as he flops down into the sand.

I guess I spoke too soon…

"My crazy hysterics?" I all about shouted. "You were literally complaining every few stokes."

"Pfft. Okay Princess. Whatever you say."

The arrogance! I wanted to haul off and punch him. And I did just that.

maka chop*

"Ouch! What the hell was that for?!"

"Don't call me princess. You know my name. Use it."

"Whatever."

I sigh with exasperation. I look up at the sky. It was almost dark. If we were gonna survive much longer, we had to stop the bickering and start figuring out shelter arrangements.

"Look Soul. If we plan on surviving the night, we need to set up camp and make a fire. Then in the morning we can start figuring everything else out. And to do that, we gotta work together. That sound doable for you?"

"Fine by me. Now why don't chya go find some banana leaves for us to sleep under, tiny tits."

maka chop*

"Ow!" He screamed, grabbing his head in pain. "What?! You just said not to call you princess."

Ugh! The nerve of him!

"How about you get off your lazy ass and come help me. I'm not your maid."

"Of course you aren't. You aren't scantily clad or busty enough to fill that role for me."

I am literally stuck on a deserted island with a complete imbecile.

"Finally!" Soul shouts with a relief, plopping down, laying on his back.

I sit next to him. We finally finished our shelter and even had a little bonfire going. We were tucked up on the outskirts of the forest. Our shelter wasn't too great, but it seemed sturdy and had room for us both underneath and it was blocking the slight drizzle that began a few minutes ago. I wrap my arms around myself. It was super chilly out with the wind coming off the ocean, alongside the rain.

"Hey pigtails."

I roll my eyes, but forgo the Maka chop. For now.

"Hm?"

"Do you think they're out there looking for us?"

I wasn't expecting this question from him. It seemed too deep a though for someone with his douchebag standing could think of.

"I don't know," I said after a beat.

We sat in silence for a period. It was actually kind of nice.

"Welp," Soul exclaimed loudly, stretching his arms behind his head, in the process of standing up. "I'm gonna try and get some sleep. You should too, bookworm."

Again, he surprised me. And again I roll my eyes at the nickname. Call me crazy, but it almost seemed like Soul cared. That's impossible, right?