A/N: Hello world! This story has been bugging me for a while. My brain was telling me that I had to write a SoMa since that's my OTP. X3 I finally found time to write chapter 1, so here it is! Please read, and a review would be nice too. Enjoy!

Full summary: Soul Eater is the coolest guy in school; the guy every girl wants to be with. Maka Albarn is the head journalist for the school newspaper and her class's valedictorian. Bad rumors start to spread about Soul, threatening his musical scholarships. Maka can just tell that these rumors aren't true. She takes a personal interest in the tangled story and decides to find out what exactly is going on. But why is she so passionate about justifying Soul? Maybe her bias is getting in the way...

Chapter 1- All I Want is Some Silence!

A light breeze ruffled 17-year old Maka Albarn's hair as she clutched her notebook to her chest. She sighed in disgust as she watched another guy walk by with a few girls clinging desperately to his arms. Are all guys pigs? I await the day when I meet at least ONE decent guy. Maka's mouth turned upside-down into a frown at the bitter thought.

"Is something wrong, Maka?" A beautiful girl with long black hair approached her scowling friend.

"Oh... sorry Tsubaki," Maka laughed sheepishly, "I was just in deep thought."

Tsubaki still looked worried, but dismissed it, seeing it was a sensitive topic for Maka at the moment. "Well, do you want to come over after school? We can finish our homework at my house," Tsubaki smiled, lifting her best friend's spirits.

"Perfect. Anything to get away from my papa." Maka grabbed her messenger bag and stood up. "I'll see you sixth period, 'kay Tsubaki? I gotta go to the library."

"Alright, see ya!" The taller girl walked off.

Maka rubbed her face, trying to make the scowl go away. Men just seemed to have that effect on her.

As she approached the library building, she already seemed to be calming down. The library was her sanctuary. There, she could think freely and concentrate without any useless distractions. Right now, that was exactly what Maka needed. The deadline for her school newspaper article was Friday, and it was Monday now. It would be better to finish it early and have time to edit it and make any changes if necessary.

As she entered the building, she ran into a boy on his way out. His light green eyes widened in surprise as he gave Maka a quick head-to-toe scan.

"Sorry, excuse me." Maka attempted to step around him, but he moved in her way again.

"Hey, you're a pretty cute geeky chick," he grinned, showing off his straight white teeth. "Wanna go out with me tonight?"

Maka's disgusted scowl returned. "Piss off, Hiro." She growled as she brushed past him.

"Fine, but you don't know what you're missing," Hiro wandered off to a group of typical slutty girls and started flirting, making them all burst into fits of high-pitched girly giggles.

"Egotistical asshole," Maka muttered, slamming her books on her solitary table. She pulled out her chair and opened her notebook, preparing to take notes on anything even remotely interesting happening in the DWMA. So far, all she could come up with was, 'geeks and unpopular students are shunned, and cheerleaders and jocks are worshipped.' The usual.

Ugh, Maka groaned into her arms, I need a good story. She looked around the library for something interesting. In one corner, her main competition, Ox Ford, was diligently studying with his friend Harvar, who was sleeping. At a table close to them, some older students had their faces deep inside encyclopedias. Ah, the fun of research papers. Other than that, the library was pretty much empty.

Maka dug out a book and decided to read for the rest of her lunch period. She still had a good twenty minutes left, and she really needed to take her mind off of school at the moment. She opened her book to her bookmarked spot and resumed reading. She was so focused on her reading; she almost didn't notice the library's new guest.

A boy with crazy, stark white hair quietly entered, casually looking around. Finally he decided to settle at Maka's table. He dug around in his pocket and pulled out his ipod and his earbuds. "Mind if I sit here?" His deep voice shocked Maka, as she didn't even notice his presence.

"Sure," Maka said warily, hoping he wasn't another one of those self-absorbed pigs.

The boy sat a few seats from her, lazily put his feet on the table, and closed his eyes. Maka could hear the faint noise coming from his earbuds since he had the volume up so loud. It sounds like he's listening to... jazz...? Maka glanced over at her tablemate. He definitely didn't look like a jazzy-kind of guy.

Not a minute later, a flock of about five girls bustled in through the library door, loudly talking and giggling. "SOUL!" The one with purple hair squealed, glomping the half-asleep boy at Maka's table.

Blair. Maka had heard about her. The majority of the whole DWMA student body viewed her as the town whore. She was 19, two years older than the rest of her class, since she got held up twice.

"What do you want, Blair?" Soul grumbled, taking out one of his earbuds.

"I want you to play with me!" Blair said, jumping on his lap. The other girls had surrounded Soul at this point, staring at him like he was a trophy or something.

Maka looked away. She definitely didn't need this; she needed to concentrate. She almost felt bad for Soul. He looked like he didn't enjoy his unexpected company.

"Dammit, go away Blair!" He grunted, trying to push the curvaceous girl off his lap and avoid a nosebleed.

"Fine," Blair stood up, "I guess we'll just have to play later." With a wink and some obnoxious giggles, Blair and her entourage were gone.

Soul stood up, looking quite embarrassed and a little bit frustrated. He picked up his backpack, slung it on one shoulder, and sauntered out the back door of the library.

Maka watched his every move until he was gone without even noticing that she was doing so. When she came to her senses, she dropped her head in her hands. Fantastic, I've gotten absolutely NOTHING done. She sighed and looked out the window at the slowly receding figure of Soul. Hopefully a new story comes up soon...

TO BE CONTINUED~

A/N: Why do I always pick on Hiro? XD Thanks for reading! Did you like it? Please tell me your thoughts in a review!

Oh, also, I forgot to mention that this story is going to be my latest project since I've decided to stop my story "A Second Chance." Just thought I'd mention that.