Hi all! This is my first fanfic, so rate and review, please! I am eager to here what you have to say about my writing, my ability to keep the characters personality right, especially. The song for this chapter is Be My Escape by Relient K.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. If I did, Soul and Maka would make out a lot more.
Chapter 1: Unlucky
Soul's POV
The DWMA's First Annual,
MASQURADE BALL
4/8 at 8:08
Buy Your Tickets Now!
No Dates.
Once Black*Star finished reading the poster, (about ten minuets after I finished.) he put his hands behind his head. "4/8 at 8:08. Kids doing." He determined. I threw a glance his way, but his eyes were glued to the poster, I could see the wheels slowly turning inside his head.
"Yeah. Everything is either an eight or a multiple of eight." His eyes widened. "Really? I thought it was weird that it wasn't8/8 at *8:08." I shook my head.
"Black*Star, the eighth month of the year is August. We'd be out of school by then."
"Oh yeah…"
Shaking my head again, I asked, "I wonder why no dates?" The voice of beauty answered me.
"Liz's idea. If you don't have a date, then you don't know who you are making out with. I turned to face the voice's owner. Maka. I was lost in her emerald eyes. Per usual. It was Black*Star who broke the trance. "You going, Maka?" She sighed. "Yeah, Liz already bought my ticket."
She rolled her eyes and smiled at me. "How about you, Soul? You going?" I shrugged. "Maybe. Probably not. I don't like parties." And I don't want to watch you with whatever guy is lucky enough to catch your attention. I mentally added.
Maka huffed. "You can't use that excuse for every party, Soul!" I just shrugged again, and gave her lopsided grin. She smiled back and turned to Black*Star. "Are you going? You have to; Tsubaki won't come if you don't. He smiled. "OF COURCE I AM GOING!" He shouted. "IT WON'T BE A PARTY IF I DON'T!" Maka cleared her thought. "Black*Star, I'm right here. Stop screaming." He laughed, as the intercom came on. "Weapon Soul Eater to the Death Room." I frowned. "Wonder why they want me, and not you, Maka?" She shrugged, trying to pull off a nonchalant, I-don't-care attitude. Might work on Black*Star, but not on me, her partner. "Don't know."
I shoved my hands in my pockets as I walked down the hall to the Death Room. "Soul!" Kid shouted behind me. I stopped and turned to face them. He, Liz, and Patty caught up to me. "What?" I asked. Liz shoved her hand out in front of her, holding a ticket out to me. I sighed. "Oh, joy. Are you going to make me go to the ball?" She and Patty smiled sweetly. "Of course!" Patty started. "IF you don't, you will wake up naked tied to the flag post." Liz finished. They then did their stupid ass kicking walk away. When I turned to Kid to protest, he just smiled and shook his head.
Thanks again! Please R&R! I promise to update soon! I will love whoever understands my chapter title! I might let you name the 5th chapter! So put what you think my chapter title means, and what you think the 5th chapter should be (preferably an un- or something like that) in your comment. If I like it, I'll title it! Oh, and quick Q. Is Kid's name spelt Kid or Kidd?