Chapter 1: Arrival
"Code! Wake up! We're gonna be late for our first day at the Academy!" I heard someone yell. "Despierta imbecile!" they yelled in spanish.
I groaned. I only knew one person that liked to yell at me in Spanish. What in the hell was so important that Keyla was at me this early in the morning? I mean, I'm used to her yelling, but not this early. Though, for all I know, it's 3 in the afternoon. I still hadn't opened my eyes, and really didn't want to.
"Ugh…Keyla, go away," I grumbled.
"You're a lazy sack of crap sometimes, you know that?"
"And you're a annoying worrywart who nags me about every little thing that you can."
"Fine, whatever. I'll be in the living room when you're ready to go," she said. I could faintly hear her footsteps as they got further and further away.
I sighed in content. I could finally relax without having to hear her complain. Though for some reason, something she said was still nagging me, though I couldn't put my finger on it.
3rd POV
Blackstar yawned as he kicked his feet up on his desk. He hated being lectured to during school. He'd much rather be out, fighting with someone then having to sit through another one of Sid's lessons.
"Man, I'm so bored. Wish there was something to do round this place," he complained.
"I'm sure something interesting will happen soon," Tsubaki, his weapon partner reassured. "But you really should pay attention. There's a big test coming up and you really need to be prepared."
"Yea, whatever, Tsubaki. You know how great I am. I don't need to study!" he yelled, laughing as his loud voice resonated.
"And what, Blackstar, is so funny?" Sid said, slamming his textbook on his desk.
"Uh…not-nothing."
"Then shut up and pay attention!" he said, returning to his lesson.
Blackstar, slid down in his seat. He hated having to sit in the class, especially when there were so many people out there he could fight.
"Hey, cheer up man," Soul said, elbowing his friend. "I heard there's a new kid around here somewhere."
"Really!" Blackstar said, enthusiasm pouring from him.
"Yea. Don't know where though. But I bet he's strong."
"Don't tell me you two are planning another ambush like you did Kid when we first got here," Liz said, painting her nails for the third time this week.
"Yes. It was very annoying and I'm sure that you'll only embarrass yourselves," Kid said, though he could tell by the look in Blackstar's eye that he wasn't pay any attention whatsoever.
"Oh man! We gotta find him, Soul! He's not gonna know what hit'em when I get done with him!"
"Jeez, Blackstar, do you always have to pick on the new kid?" Maka said from her seat next to Soul. "The kid hasn't even done anything yet, and you're already trying to pick a fight with him. For all you know, this could have some type of problem. You know, there are reasons why people are here besides strength. And another thing-"
"And another thing, no one wants to hear you complain and lecture then til their ears bleed, Maka," Soul mocked.
Maka's face turned red with anger. Without a second thought, Maka grabbed her book, effectively slamming it onto Soul's head.
"And that'll teach you to make fun of me," she grumbled, turning to the front again.
"Whatever, Maka. I'm sure this kid's just like everyone else and just want's to get stronger. Though, nobody can be stronger than me," Blackstar said, jumping onto his desk.
"Is there a problem here, Blackstar?" A menacing voice said from behind him. A shiver flew up his spine as he slowly turned around, sweat running down his face. There stood Sid, angry and terrifying. "I guess I'll just have to teach you in a way you can understand."
"NO, NO,NO,NO,NO! I'll be quiet," he said, taking his seat and holding up his book, though it was upside down.
As luck would have it, the bell rang, signaling the end of the period. Before anyone could say anything, Blackstar was up and out the door, ready to start his search for the new student.
Tsubaki let out a sigh. "Well, I'd better go find him before he gets himself hurt. I'll see you guys later." She called before running off after her meister.
"Soul, promise me you aren't going to try that again," Maka said, turning to look at her partner, who was already on his way out the room. "Soul! I'm serious."
"Yeah, yeah. I heard ya. But I ain't promising nothin. I'm not gonna go lookin for a fight, but if this guy crosses me…" he said, turning back to look at Maka, "I'm not holding back." he grinned as he heard Maka groan and and try to catch up with him.
Code's POV
I let out a loud yawn as I finally woke up. I stretched, letting the feel of the new day run through me. The sunlight bounced of my caramel colored skin, warming my body slightly. Slipping on my house shoes, I ran a hand through my black dreadlocks and made my way into the living room.
I was surprised to see Keyla sitting on the couch. Well, not surprised to see her as she was always up before I was, but that she wasn't dressed in her pajamas, but instead was wearing an emerald green t-shirt that showed off her curved, black jeans that looked skin tight, a pair of black flats, and the sliver necklace I got her for her birthday last year. She always wore green because she said that it always complemented her long, waist length black hair and her eyes, which were as bright as emeralds. I think it also made her Hispanic skin glow a nice light brown.
"Hey," I said, making my way toward the kitchen. "Why are you so dressed up?"
"Because we have our first day at the Academy today, remember?"
"Oh yeah, I paused to chugged down a glass of orange juice, placing the carton back in the fridge. "What time does school start?"
"Oh, about 2 and half hours ago," she said, glaring at me with her emerald green eyes. I hated when she glared at me with them; it always made me feel like I was a child ago, being reprimanded by my parents.
I coughed as I swallowed the juice in surprise. "2HOURS AGO! Why didn't you wake me up!"
"I did, but you told me to leave you alone," she grinned.
I grumbled about how much of an annoyance she could be and ran to my room to get dressed. I grabbed an all black t-shirt that fit well over my muscles, and my blue puffy vest with my favorite black jeans and sneakers. After tying my dreads in a ponytail that reached the middle of my back, I put my diamond earrings, dog chain with my name on it, and black wristbands on. As I ran out the door, I grabbed my backpack that had a picture of a safe tumbler on the it, and ran straight for the front door where Keyla was waiting for me, shaking her head, like always.
20 minutes of walking later, we were making our way up the stairs of the Academy.
"Wow. This place is even bigger then my dad said it was," Keyla said.
"Yea. I wonder-"
"Hey, you down there!" I turned to see some kid with spiky blue hair stand on one of the spears that extend from the building. "You must be the new kid."
"Uh…yeah, I guess," I said, looking at Keyla who just shrugged her shoulders.
"The name's Blackstar, and I'm the star of this show," he said, jumping to the ground. "1st thing you gotta know, never try to take my spotlight, and you definitely took my spotlight."
"Um…how? I just got here."
"New guys always get people talking, and that means, they're not focusing on the real star, me. 2nd thing is, when you steal my spotlight, you gotta fight," he said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Oh god. 5 minutes here and you're already getting into a fight," Keyla sighed.
"Hey now, I'm not doing anything. This guy's challenging me. And I never said I was gonna fight," said in my defense.
"You don't have to. I've known you since we were kids. I can read you like a book."
I grinned. "Yea, I guess you can. So, you with me?"
"Of course. Not like you could survive without me anyway," he laughed.
"Well, someone's awfully cocky this morning. Where was all that confidence last night?" I asked, grinning when she started to turn bright red.
"Now's not the time to be talking about our…private, business, Code," she said, looking away as I laughed.
"Alright, alright. Now, about you, what was it, Blackstar? Well, if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll-"
"Hold it right there," said some tall guy with a giant screw coming out of his head. "At it again, are we, Blackstar?"
"Ew! Oh my god!" Keyla screamed, hiding behind me. "Does that guy have a screw in his head! How is he even alive!"
"Well, you must be the new students, Code Phase and Keyla Marks. Nice to meet you," he said, walking up and extending his hand. "I'm professor Stein."
"Nice to meet you," I said. "Sorry about Key. She gets a bit jumpy when she see stuff like that."
"It's quite alright. Now, before you begin, I should warn you, there are rules about fighting here at the school. One being that you must have an active teacher there to referee the fight. That being said, I guess I'll do it."
"Alright, sounds good."
"Another thing, about Blackstar, well, let's just say, he's not usually alone."
"What are you-"
"So, Blackstar. I see you found him," said a guy with red eyes, white hair, and seriously sharp teeth. "He doesn't look so tough," he said with a grin.
"Oh, Soul. It's you. Glad to see you can to see my performance," Blackstar said, pumping his fist.
"Yea, yea. So I'm guessing Tsubaki isn't going to help you?"
"Nah. I told her to sit this one out. I'm not gonna need a weapon to beat this guy."
"Oh really? You think so?" I asked, annoyed with this guy already.
"Yea, really."
"Alright, we'll just see about that. Keyla!" I shouted.
"Right!" she jumped out from behind me, but as she was about to transform, she froze. "No…it can't be…"
"Keyla? What's wrong?"
"It's…it's him…" she said, pointing to the guy, Soul.
"Him who? Do you know him?"
"Soul!" a blonde girl called, running up to him. She was soon followed by another girl who looked older with long black hair, a kid in an all black suit, and two girls dressed identically like cowgirls. "What are you doing!" she yelled.
"Just came to watch Blackstar, like I said."
"It is…"Keyla said. "Soul Eater Evans," she growled, stomping her feet over to him.
"Um…do I know you?" he said, eying her up and down.
"You jackass! How can you not remember me!" she shouted.
I ran over, grabbing her by the shoulders. "Whoa, there. Easy girl. What's going on? How do you know this guy?"
"Soul, who is this girl? And how do you know her?"
"I don't. At least, I don't think I do. I mean, she looks vaguely familiar, but nothing's really ringing a bell."
"So you don't remember the girl you used to pick on everday! The girl who you used to stare at in class all the time! The girl who gave you her first kiss!" Keyla shouted, becoming angrier and angrier with each sentence.
"Wait, no way! You can't be serious! KeyKey? Little KeyKey Marks? The little cry baby?" he said, laughing his ass off.
"Soul, what the hell! Who is this girl?"
"Her name's Keyla, and she was the first girl I ever dated," He said grinning.
"And also the girl who hates you because you dumped me because I hadn't started puberty yet!" she shouted, face red.
"You did what!" the blonde girl yelled. Before anyone could say anything, she slammed a book over his head, effectively silencing him. "Disgusting pig!"
This seemed to calm Keyla down because she stood there, watching his crumpled heap of a body as it twitched on the ground.
"Sorry about that. My names Maka, and I'm Soul's meister."
"I'm Keyla, and this Code, my meister. And for the record, I'm sorry for your burden," she said, pointing at Soul.
"It's fine. So, why don't I introduce everyone and give you guys a tour of the Academy. This is Tsubaki, Blackstar's weapon partner."
"It's very nice to meet you," she said, bowing to us.
"You too. And to be honest, I don't understand how you can put up with his over inflated ego," I chuckled.
"None of us do. This is Death the Kid, the son of the grim reaper, and his partner's Liz and Patti."
"Pleasure to make you acquaintance. And may I complement you on your wristbands."
"My wristbands?"
"Yes. Most people only wear one, but you wear two, one on each wrist, perfect symmetry."
"Oh…uh, ok. Thanks."
"Yea, you might wanna get used to that. That's how he always is," Liz said, rolling her eyes, while Patti seemed preoccupied with a butterfly.
"Well now that that's done, let's go on with the tour," Maka said, turning to lead us.
"HEY! What about our fight!" Blackstar yelled, stomping his foot like a child.
In one swift motion, Maka slammed her book on his head too, leaving him crumpled on the ground next to Soul. "How's that for an answer!" she shouted. "Now, back to the tour."
"I think we might just fit in here after all, Key," I said, smiling.
