Thou shalt not read another half-asleep chapter!
I will never be able to own Soul Eater, as I cannot draw.
Frankie listen to Stein as he explained how she couldn't resonate, as she herself had refused to say why she couldn't. The fact that he was trying to not insult her amused Frankie more than anything that day. Then again, it was only Eight O' clock.
"Frankie experienced the death of her weapon at a young age and-"
"YAHOO! CAN SHE BEAT THE GREAT BLACK*STAR?!" An ego filled voice echoed through the classroom, a voice she could only guess was the voice of Black*Star.
Frankie shrugged, "Probably," she said, before a foot flew straight over her head, followed by a boy with blue hair, "Did I mention I'm only 4'5"? You may need to aim a bit lower,"
She stood up, and looked up at the boy with blue hair, who had already gotten back up from his crash against the blackboard. She giggled, and then walked up closer to him, her stilettos tapping quietly against the floor. A twisted grin appeared on her pale face, as she waited for the so called Black*Star to attack.
The boy's palm flew at her chest, and she allowed it to come into contact, which earned her quite the shock when she felt his soul attack her along with his palm. She flew back about a bit from the hit, but somehow gracefully landed on her feet, despite the two inch heels, and the fact that the attack should have knocked her over. Once again, she just stood there, but this time, she had commentary.
"Yeah, you need a weapon."
"The great Black*Star can defeat a little girl without a weapon any day!" The now confirmed Black*Star yelled, charging at her again.
"I'm older than you...," Frankie mumbled, responding to Black*Star's attack by twisting her body around to allow herself to kick Black*Star in the chest which, and while it didn't send him flying per se, it did knock the breath out of him and knock him down, "And that comment was sexist."
Frankie giggled, and started to skip her way across the classroom to do one thing. Push Stein out of his chair. Stein landed flat on his face, and Frankie... She stole his chair, and rolled on out of the classroom, bored off her mind.
Please remember this is my second fic, and the first one isn't even past ch1 so...
Yeah, probably not the best.
-Akati