I never payed attention to her, Maka really. She wasn't very pretty, and she was flat chested. She had very beautiful auburn hair, but insisted on tieing them into twin ponytails. Symmetry. I always sat next to her. We were losers together. Untill 5th grade.
I finally had gotten my growth spurt, so I wasn't short anymore. I grew my hair out a little longer, and almost every girl fell in love with me. I still sat next to Maka. My friends who are girls say that I like Maka, maybe thats true. . . And it all came to that.
On the first day of 6th grade, I noticed a beautiful girl, with wavy auburn hair. After a 2nd look, I realized it was Maka. The flat chested girl, was'nt flat chested anymore.
She still sat at the back of the room. I decided that I would sit next to her, and I did. Then I noticed my friends Liz and Patti from across the hall, they were smirking and pointing at me and Maka. I swear I heard "Death the Kidd and Maka sittin in a tree..." Why would we anyways, the tree wouldn't be symmetrical if we were on it. But I felt my face turn the slightest red.
As much had changed about Maka, she was still the bookworm sh'd always been. I was trying to decide if I should ask her on a date, or a study date. I figured she would prefer the study date. I walked up to her.
"Hi Maka. I'm Kidd. The guy who always sat next to you."
Maka looked up from her book. It was titled Wonder. "Hi Kidd," she said softly. "I'm Maka."
"I wa-was wondering if you would like to go on a study date together?" I asked shyly. Argggghh, I trembled on the was!
"Oh," Maka said still in her soft voice. She tilted her face up to the ceiling and thought about it for a moment. "Kidd, you seem pretty."
"I seem pretty?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh... I-I ment pretty, as in pretty n-nice." But I though I saw her checks grow pink for a minute.
"So," she said with a small smile.
"So what?" I asked not getting it.
"Yes. But we should go to your house." Maka scratched the back of her head slowly.
I thought about it. Why my house? Oh.. Wait her dad hosted the Halloween party once, I remember. He was such a weirdo. He had this weird dance when he waved his arms up and down, while shouting "Maka, Maka, Maka!" She can come to my house I suppose.
"Ok, it's fine if you walk, right?" I asked then realized I sounded kinda like her dad.
"Yea, anything to get any from, HIM." she glared for a minute and I thought that she was thinking about her dad.
"Ok, I'll see you then." I turned from her locker, pausing to wave.