Kid had finished his conversation with the boy who had called him over. He turned around to return to Maka's desk, but was blocked by a pair of two very large breasts… And a young woman attached to said breasts. He almost fell back in surprise. MOTHER OF GOD! Are they fake ? If so, that borders on the point of ridiculousness!

"Woops! Sorry Kid. Didn't mean to startle you." The woman rolled her body in what many would think seductive. Kid thought otherwise.

She's just putting herself out there! Lord knows how many other people she's tried to seduce… And it's worked. He shivered at the thought.

"Sorry, uh…" He trailed off, knowing no one except Maka.

"The name's Liz Thompson. And, don't worry. It's not your fault that you ran into me. But…" She grabbed his tie, pulling him closer. "If you want, you can make up for it either way…" She whispered in his ear causing him to shiver.

This girl just won't let up, will she? And just look at her! She's nowhere near balanced enough! Her jeans are ripped asymmetrically; her hair is parted too far to the left… Disgusting!

Kid, being the gentleman that he was, lightly took Liz's hands off of his tie and placed them at her side.

"I apologize, Ms. Thompson. However, I do believe that you've mistaken me for something I'm not. Now, if you'll excuse me." He began to walk around her, when she tackled him onto a desk. Kid looked around for the teacher to call this maniac off of him, but was surprised to see that no one was left in the class room.

What the hell? Where did everyone go?

Liz leaned down on Kid, their faces now no more than a few inches apart. She smiled and began to go in for a kiss.

Like HELL I'm letting this crazy bitch take my first kiss!

He turned his head to the side and brought his restrained arms in front of his face. Liz looked disappointed at first, but soon smiled at him.

"Awww Kid! Are you nervous? Because I can understand why you would be. Don't worry; I'll go easy on you." She leaned back down, only to find that Kid had slipped right through her hands and was packing up his things.

"You know, Kid, it's not polite to tease a lady." She pouted walking over to the young man. He shook his head.

"I know. But you, madam, are NO lady." And with that, Kid stormed out, leaving a pissed and flustered Liz in the old class room.

"You will be mine, Kid. I don't care who I have to hurt to get you. You WILL be mine!" And with that, the eldest Thompson sister began plotting

8 ********8

Kid walked all around the enormous campus asking if anyone had seen Maka, but people either just scoffed at him and walked away, or had no idea who he was talking about. He sighed. Had he really lost her? Surely she was somewhere nearby. Kid just walked around for another ten minutes, seeing as the break was an hour long, when he noticed someone staring at him. An old woman was sitting at a picnic bench all by herself. She smiled at him and beckoned him towards her. He complied.

"Well, you're a fresh new face, aren't you? Where are from, dear?" Her voice was sweet and sounded like a grandmother greeting her own grandchild. Kid smiled at the woman's warm personality.

"Yes ma'am. I just moved here from Michigan." He answered. He didn't know what it was, but he liked this woman a lot. She had something about her that made Kid feel…Safe? Happy? He wasn't quite sure.

"Michigan? How lovely! And, where from in Michigan? If you say Hell, I'm going laugh my ass off." She smiled knowingly at the boy in front of her, who seemed surprised by her deduction. "So I'm right, huh? Good to know the old woman's still got her touch." She chuckled, giving Kid a small victory dance, which he couldn't help but laugh at.

"Sorry miss, I forgot to introduce myself. Kid Kte. And may ask who you are?" He held out his hand to shake with her, but she just waved it away.

"Don't be a square! And the name's Sandy, but the old farts want you to call me Mrs. Donnan." She laughed at her jest of the other teachers and lightly slapped kid on the back. He chuckled.

WAIT! A teacher? Maybe she knows Maka!

"Excuse me, Mrs. Donnan? Do know a student by the name of Maka Albarn? I've been looking for her, and I can't seem to find her." He trailed off, as a gleam of recognition appeared in the teachers eyes.

"Maka Albarn? Of COURSE I know Maka Albarn! She's my favorite student! Why are you looking for her?" Her demeanor soon changed to protective. Kid almost jumped in surprise.

"She and I were talking last period, and I lost her when the bell rang." He didn't really feel like explaining being jumped by that crazy Thompson girl, so he just kept it to himself.

"She usually reads a book in the gardens about this time. I haven't known her to hang out with any of the other kids here, mostly teachers. If you want to go find her, she'll be in the large oak tree just off to the side of the garden. Good luck though." She waved him off.

"Thank you! Wait, why good luck? What do I have to worry about?" Kid was confused.

"I've seen only two people climb that tree. Maka, and her mother. Everyone else either falls out or can't get a grip to start with." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, I'm not like everyone else." Kid huffed and stalked away at the discouraging words.

The old woman smiled. "I see that. And I'm grateful." She went back to her lunch.

8********8

Maka sat in a large crooked branch of her favorite tree. She hid here when she wanted to be alone or her father had chased her out of the house. It was her safe haven. For some reason, only she could climb the tree. People either couldn't get a grip, or when they did, just fell off. She remembered her mom teaching her to climb as soon as she could walk.

A tear trailed down her face without her realizing it. Trying to block out painful memories, Maka pulled out her iPod and put on the music as loud as it could possibly go. She shuffled through her songs until she reached Come Away to the Water from the hunger games soundtrack and closed her eyes, letting the song take her away.

Kid reached the garden after running for five minutes. He was gasping for air. He would have walked, if he hadn't noticed the storm clouds that were quickly approaching. He could a slight rumbling of thunder in the distance. Not good. He needed to get Maka and head inside, before the storm got too serious.

He looked over to the right side of the garden and noticed the massive tree that Mrs. Donnan had been talking about. It was much taller than the school and probably three times as old. He looked up into one of the higher branches to find a small, pale leg swinging back and forth, almost as if to a beat to a song. He grinned. Finally!

Despite his being tired, Kid ran over to the tree. He stopped immediately, seeing his problem. THERE WAS NO FREAKIN WAY UP THE TREE! How the hell was he going to get up there? He looked around the tree over and over again, finding nothing that would help him get up. He was about to walk away, when something caught his eye. A small hole, no bigger than a soda can, was camouflaged into the bark, making it look like a flat surface.

"Very clever." He whispered, running his fingers over the hole.

It took him a few tries, but Kid finally got a grip on the god forsaken tree. It took him even longer to climb the beast, since there weren't any other hand holds except for the one at the bottom. He collapsed onto another large branch right next to Maka's. He looked over at her to see that she had her ear buds in, blasting some sort of slow tune.

A raindrop landed on his head, reminding him of his purpose of finding the young girl so quickly. He scooted over to Maka, as close as his branch would allow him. He tapped her shoulder. Startled she jumped, causing her to lose her balance.

I know cliffhangers suck, but I'm afraid that you'll have to deal with it until I can type up my next chapter. And, as promised, I would like to publicly thank all those who encouraged me to put up the second chapter so quickly.

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Again, thank you to those who encouraged me to get this chapter out so quickly. I hadn't planned on releasing this for another few days. Pleasant days and quiet evenings