One book in one year, written about your partner. Game on. Oh wait, they're writing about you too. [SoMa, TsuStar, KidLiz]

Rated M for Mature content

Genre: Romance, Suspense

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Maka

And it started sometime in the Japanese Literature class. I never knew that what we were going to be assigned to would later cause me so much heartache and high emotional pain. At the time, I didn't think it would be so bad, until I learned what it was really about.

Of course, other people didn't feel the same way.

Marie-sensei smiled warmly at us. I had always wondered about her eye patch and choice of apparel but decided not to ask.

It wasn't the first day of school. However, it was really only the first week of 10th grade at Shibusen, the first year of high school. I really hoped that this year would be better than 9th grade of junior high.

"I've got good news!" Marie declared in front of us, while we shuffled into class, casually putting down our books onto the desks.

There was a few murmurs while the room became more silent, compared to the loudness that usually resonated off the walls.

What could possibly be good news from her point of view? It better not be that she's pregnant because I had a growing suspicion, which I acquired through the first few weeks of school, that she was a love fanatic.

"We're going to have our first graded assignment and our last!" She announced, almost proudly,

Everyone in the class was obviously duped and confused. No one really understood the meaning. Of course there were people who obviously weren't thinking and were hooting and hollering. One boy, an obnoxious, blue haired maniac, made that quite clear.

Being the bookworm and nerd that I am, I wasn't exactly pleased with what she told us. One assignment...throughout the whole year...how were we supposed to learn the basics of literature and writing if we only had one assignment?

Marie clapped her hands, attempting to get out attention.

"Now listen here," She explained. "This certainly doesn't mean that we won't have any other graded assignments!"

Moans escaped from everyone and I found it sad that I was exhaling in relief.

"It's the first assignment that will be given and it will last the entire year and be turned in on the last day of school." Marie told us, bracing herself from the loud complaints of the classmates. I started to wonder how teenagers could be this rude.

"C'mon give us the assignment already!" It was the blue haired kid again and I was seriously ready to throw a wrench at him.

The eye that wasn't covered on Marie-sensei twitched.

"Okay." She remarked, scarily even toned. "You're all going to write a book."

I swear, everyone in the room seemed to collapse and the atmosphere went from alive to dead.

"A book?" A girl with long hair and big boobs asked. I remembered her from last year, Liz. Never knew her though.

"Yes," Marie confirmed.

"Too long..." Someone mumbled from the back. "Can't we just do an essay?"

"Will it take you an entire year to write one essay?" Marie challenged and I began to like her even more.

To be honest, the idea of writing a book sounded amazing. I always wanted to write but didn't want to appear as super nerdy but now I had an excuse to be writing everywhere I went. I could use life experiences as inspiration. Everything in my mind began to ploy. I was ready. Totally infatuated with idea of being able to write my own book without anyone calling it weird.

Little did I know that all my fantasies were about to be crushed.

"This book," Marie continued. "Is going to be all about someone in this classroom."

That's when I felt my ambition crushed. Someone in this classroom.

"But sensei," I argued raising my hand. "Wouldn't that be a biography?" I questioned.

The teacher seemed to be pleased by my question.

"It can be whatever you want." She said. "It can even be poetry. It can be made-up."

"Then what's the point?" A voice drawled.

And that's when I saw him. The scoundrel, disgusting, unbelievable boy with teeth that were ready to bite into any ray of sunlight that dared to streak through the treetops on a cloudy day. His white hair made me want to run my fingers through it and yank as hard as I could. But the worst, above all, were his eyes. Those horrible red eyes the drooped, showing lack of interest.

Marie-sensei looked at him confused.

"Couldn't we just make anything up then?" He wondered.

She then looked at him as if his comment was more helpful than man. I was already pissed at that stupid, shark toothed boy, so I didn't need anything else to set off my bad temper but this was adding to the pile.

"Which gives you the reason to get to know your partner." Marie replied with another smile. "You will be partnered up with someone at random and in order to write your stories about each other, you must understand each other. I'm not talking about love or hate. Just an understanding. Do any of you know what that means?"

There was a pause. Should I raise my hand? I felt like this was a trick question...

"To comprehend?" I answered with a questioning in my voice.

"No!"

I jumped so fast I bumped into the girl behind me, turning I apologized for accidentally hitting her desk. I noticed she was very pretty and had a large chest with blue eyes. She was very kind as she uttered her "No problem" back to me.

"That was a very mechanical response." Marie-sensei corrected. "I meant feelings."

There was a silence.

"WELL NO ONE FULLY UNDERSTANDS HOW AMAZING I AM!" Blue hair boy just chilling in the back seemed to like to burst out into these rants randomly.

Marie successfully ignored his outburst.

"You will all find out eventually if you do the assignment correctly." She informed us. "Now remember, there are no limitations to what you may write but your insight of your partner must be accurate and trust me. I will be able to tell once I read it."

Everyone looked at each other cautiously. Even I was a bit nervous. What was I going to do? This required interacting with someone that I probably didn't know which means they might be recommending what I should write or what if I get a creep and half to write about crap I don't care about.

"Is it time for me to pick partners?" Marie suggested.

"Wait we're not picking?" Liz demanded, annoyed.

"Of course not." Marie answered. "In fact, it'll be done completely at random."

That was the moment where I was preparing myself for death. If I had my own corner I'd be doing a coffin ritual right about now.

Marie sensei pulled out a list of names and closed her eyes.

"First person is..." Please not me...please not me. "Black Star."

"YAHOO THAT'S ME!" Oh god. I feel bad for whoever's unfortunate soul that get's stuck with him. Please not be me. "I WONDER WHO MY PARTNER WILL BE? THEY'LL BE SO LUCKY TO GET SOMEONE AS GOOD AS GOD! WHOO!"

Marie raised an eyebrow, watching him.

"And his partner is..." She rolled her finger down the list, eyes closed and stopped. "Nakatsukasa Tsubaki."

The girl behind me flinched. No way...I felt so bad for her.

"Sorry," I turned and whispered to her.

She gave me an awkward smile.

"I-It's okay."

Black Star appeared behind the girl and immediately started a whole conversation about his greatness. Me and the rest of the world tuned out except I think Tsubaki was trying her hardest to keep up.

A few more names went by. Liz was paired up with a boy named "Kid" and she seemed to be less than amused. Boys were paired together and so were girls, along with the occasional opposite sex but I was still waiting for my name.

"Maka Albarn." Marie finally said. I felt my heart beat faster. Here it was. My literature assignment for the rest of the year was- "Soul...Eater? Ev-"

"Please don't say my last name."

No. Way. In. Hell.

My head shakily turned to find red-eyed bastard speaking.

"H-Him!" I cried. "No!" Anyone besides him. What were the chances? I never thought we'd get paired up.

"Ew not her!" Soul countered. "She's not even hot."

Without even thinking, I hit him in the head with my textbook, making sure it hurt like hell.

"What the hell was that for?" He demanded.

"What do you think? Insulting me!"

We were both standing on our feet now, red faced and glaring at each other.

"I'm not about to change anything." Marie told us. "Please sit down."

I couldn't deal with this...how could I be partnered up with someone so...ick. The way he looked at everything so nonchalantly just pissed me off. Looking at him...just seeing was enough to make me mad.

We sat down reluctantly, making every effort to glare at each other. If he was the reason I failed my first assignment I would have to be his reason for his death.

I completely zoned out, something I don't normally do, while Marie explained the assignment in depth after the last names had been called. It's not like I needed to listen anyway. I was already screwed over the moment her finger pointed at his name. My dream of writing my own book, smashed in a split second.

"Any questions?" Marie wondered.

"What do we write on?" The boy named Kid raised his hand perfectly straight. He sat the same way and looked as if he were trying to appear better than everyone else. I heard Black Star murmur to Tsubaki, 'see that? he thinks he's better than me...'

"Good question." Marie-sensei said. "I would like you guys to go out and get a nice journal, but it must be that size of 8 inches by 11 inches, like a regular book. Hardcover preferred."

More groans came about but Marie seemed to have an uncanny ability to ignore complaining people.

"Class is almost up...I'll give you a few minutes to talk to your partners before we leave." She announced loudly.

Immediately there was chatter that arouse.

I got up and slammed my fist on Soul "Eater's" desk. What the hell kind of a name was that anyway?

"Listen!" I told him. "I'm pretty sure you know I don't want to write a story about a selfish, lowlife, dumbass like you!" Flames might as well have erupted from my flesh. This was all going towards him, the guy who called me flat chested.

Soul removed his foot that had been resting on top of the desk.

With a low voice, he remarked, "And I don't want to write a story about a spoiled, know-it-all, nerdy bitch like you."

Then it began.

Author's Note: Oh my god. I finally did it. I started a Soul Eater fanfic. I've been trying to get myself to do it for a long time. I'm taking a break from Naruto, which I've written four,complete full-length NejiTen stories for. Yesh. Lotsa work. Anyway. I think I might have new reviewers because I'm so used to my other Naruto peeps and some of you won't be used to my style ;) Just to let you know I always update. No joke. Just look at my profile stories because I've finished every one and don't do ones at the same time...normally. Unless something crazzzzzy comes up. Anywayyy I hope you enjoy this first chapter because I'm so excited to write a Soul Eater fic :)
~CHA!

P.S. My chapters aren't normally this short. Depends on the time I'm writing them XD