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Italics- persons thought's

Crona grabbed his arm with his hand. Scared, as he looked at the DWMA Anniversary Party poster, telling the students of the party that was occurring later in the week. Crona was currently thinking of Maka, and his love for her. He was considering asking Maka out for the Dance.

But, what if she rejects me? What if she doesn't like me? Crona thought worriedly... I don't know how to deal with being rejected.

Deep in thought, Crona did not notice Soul walking up to him, nor did he notice Soul start waving his hand in front his eyes. He just kept on staring at the poster. It was only when Soul said, "Yo, Crona... Are you okay there," that Crona finally snapped out of his trance.

"F-fine" Crona stuttered. I hope that Soul doesn't realize that I'm lying. I don't know how to with that.

"Dude," Soul said, "It's not cool to lie to your friends." Soul had forgiven Crona for nearly killing him, because Medusa was controlling him. And, they had become friends... "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing, I-I'm just t-thinking..." Crona trailed off, stuttering more than usual.

"About what?" Soul asked. Then, he followed Crona's trail of sight and realized that he was staring at the DWNA Party Poster. He smirked, guessing what Crona was fretting about. "SO, Soul asked," Leaning against the wall, attempting to look cool, "Are you going to do it?"

Crona immediately straightened, "W-what d-do you m-mean?" He stuttered. Does Soul know? H-how would he know. I do not know how to deal with him knowing.

I knew it, Soul smirked, I knew that he was thinking about asking Maka to the dance. "You know, are you going to ask Maka to the Dance? It is obvious that you like her"

Crona was going to deny that he wasn't going to ask Maka out, but, not knowing how to deal with asking Maka out, and knowing that Soul and Liz were going together decided that Soul could help him...

"I-I am going to a-attempt to ask her out. I-i am just-t worried that s-she w-will reject me that she d-doesn't like me." He stuttered.

"Whoa, dude," Soul said, pushing himself off of the wall, "She definitely likes you, and she won't reject you. Hell, she might just like you as much as you like her. It is really obvious..."

"It's really t-that obvious?" Crona asked.

"Yeah, in fact, we have a betting pool on you two." Soul said, "We wanted to see who would actually confess first... My money was on Maka..."

"W-why did you bet on u-us?" Crona stuttered, "I-I don't know h-how to deal with p-people betting on us..."

"It was a fun way to pass the time," Soul responded. Then started to walk down the hallway, when he noticed that Crona was still staring at the poster, not moving. He groaned and walked back to where Crona was, grabbing his arm and dragging him down the hallway.

"W-what are you doing?" Crona asked him incredulously.

"Helping you." Soul responded, still dragging Crona down the hallway. "If I leave you here, you'll wait too long to ask her, so, I am cutting down the wait, and am dragging you to her."

Sorry to cut it off there, but I am very tired, and I will attempt to update tomorrow...

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