Soul walked out the office and looked around. There were students left and right mingling and talking with each other. He looked back at the office and then remembered he was going to ask Marie-sama if the girl who drew the picture was still in the school. He ran back to the desk only to see that the teacher was talking to another teacher in the back. She held up a finger with a smile telling him she would be right with him and to take a seat. He turned around and took a seat on one of the many red fluffy chairs in the office. One thing he had realized about the school, even when he had just walked in, was that comfort, was key to this Shinigami-sama guy.

Soul had began to think he was going to sit there bored all day, when an obnoxious blue haired boy sprang into the room with a tall, thin black-haired girl following behind. "It is I! The famous Blackstar! You don't have to bow today because I have come for a band aid, not praise!" He yelled. A couple teachers shushed him, but it really didn't seem to faze him. The nurse walked out and Blackstar greeted her like some kind of government leader or god. Her face was wrapped up in what looked like bandages, 'must have gotten a bad injury', Soul thought. She motioned towards the seat next to Soul, and winked. Soul wasn't sure if she was smiling or frowning when he said he could stand and apply the bandage because he was 'strong enough' to take the pain. But when her brow furrowed, he got the hint. The blue haired kid took a seat next to Soul and got ready for the anti-bacterial soap. The nurse squeezed the soap on and he immediately went into tears and screaming fits. Soul felt awkward staring, but the whole office was staring along with him, so it made him feel ok about it. The kid was kicking his legs and screaming at the girl beside him to save him.

'What a baby.' Soul thought shaking his head and laughing to himself.

After the scene finally ended, the nurse, who was named Mila Naigus by the looks of her nametag, applied the band aid andstood up. 'Good as new, now you get out of here! You're going to be late for class!" she said strictly, letting the clown know that she meant what she said.

"Um, excuse me, nurse?" Soul asked, scraping up all the manners he could. "Yes?" she replied, eyeing him like he had a third arm. "I don't know if you know, but is there a Maka Albarn that goes to this school?" he asked, slightly embarrassed for asking if a random girl went to the school. "Yes. I can see what class she's in if you like."

Soul sat there for a second, wondering if he should or not, it might seem stalkerish, what if she found out! Oh who cares might as well, he thought to himself.

"Alright." He smiled. 'WHAT AM I DOING? This is stupid! You don't even know the-'

"She's in 8th. What grade are you Mr. Eater?" How does she know my name? "I-I'm in 8th also." "Well then I hope you get along with her, not many people do. She tends to keep to herself." "I know the type, thanks uh, Naigus-sensai." She smiled and walked towards the nurse's room laughing to herself. His cheeks went rosy. "It's not like I like her or anything! I don't even know her!"

"Know who?" I small voice from the other side of the room said. It was the black haired girl from before. "Oh, no one." He said blushing from embarrassment, and rushed out of the room with his hands running though his now sweaty white hair. "Dude, wait up!" I voice yelled from the room he had exited. Soul heard a few running steps and then a hand was on his shoulder. It was the Blue haired kid.

"Look, can we just drop it?" Soul snapped at him. "I know who you're talking about. And I happen to be friends with her." Soul stopped his temper tantrum and turned on his heel to face him. "You do? How do you know?" "I know, because every guy in the school wants her. She's a loner, the one no one can have, and that makes us want to date her, even if she has no chest." He laughed. "Oh yeah? I bet your wrong about who I want to meet." "Maka Albarn?"

Oh crap! "N-no. That's not who." Soul lied. "Whatever you say." the kid said turning toward the office; Soul turning towards the steps to the death room. "By the way, the name's Blackstar. Don't wear it out." He said walking towards another hall. "Soul." He called over his shoulder. Soul ran up the stairs to the death room and took a deep breath, and exhaled. I guess I have a new friend. He thought to himself.

I have a friend?