Crona POV
The bell signaling the end of class rang, and students rushed out of the classroom like salmon swimming downstream, eager for the end of school. "C'mon,
Crona! Let's go!" My closest friend, Maka Albarn called. "School's over! Aren't you happy?" She looked at me, smiling, her green eyes sharp with concern.
I realized then that I was probably making a sad face, so I forced a smile. "Yeah." I replied. I was feeling kind of down, though.
My old mistress, the witch Medusa, had forced me to spy on DWMA, but I didn't want to. I couldn't fight back, though. She was my mother, after all.
Maka's partner, Soul, walked up just then, Black*Star at his side, and Tsubaki a little ways behind.
"Get moving, you two! We're going to the basketball court! C'mon!" Maka scowled a little at this. I couldn't blame her, I didn't really like basketball either.
"Well, what if I want to read a book? What if Crona wants to... to... to talk with, um, Ragnarok!"
Tsubaki giggled a little at this, and of course, at that moment, my loudmouthed partner came out of my spine. It was still weird every time.
"Yeah! I agree! But what if I don't want to talk to Crona, huh!? Maybe you should consider that!" Ragnarok shouted obnoxiously.
Everyone laughed at this, even Maka. I managed a small smile, it was kind of funny. Black*Star broke the laughter.
"Let's go guys! Unless you're a coward, Maka! Nobody can beat the great Black*Star! And even if you try, I'll kick your ass! Ha ha!"
Maka looked furious at this, and snapped, "Alright! Fine, I'll play! But not because you said that!" She stormed out of the room, Soul and Tsubaki going after her.
Black*Star and I were the only ones left, even the teacher was gone. He winked at me knowingly, and I blushed. Could he have figured it out?
"See, that's the real way you get girls like Maka to listen to you! You insult them! Let's go, Crona, I just know you can't wait to watch me beat everyone!"
I followed a little reluctantly, but Black*Star had slowed his own quick pace to match my slow, dragging one.
I realized, I really did have good friends around here, even self-absorbed Black*Star.
"He does care about his friends," Tsubaki once said, "Just in a more... interesting way." She was right about that.
Ragnarok had left, bored with our chatter, thank goodness. I'd prefer him for my partner, if he wasn't so much like Black*Star when he's angry all the time, and
if he didn't live inside my body. I can't even tell you how many times he pops out of my back when I'm taking a shower, and says,
"Oho! Got you! Wow, you really are skinny, aren't you? And a bit small downstairs..."
And at that point, I start whacking a bar of soap over his head, while he shouts insulting comments, and I desperately grab for my towel.
Anyways, I wasn't looking forward to this basketball game any more than Maka.
Author's Note: Just a taste of what is to come... BWAHAHAHA! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! :)