Hope you guys liked my introduction of my new OC, and I hope you like her so far. Please enjoy my next chapter of "Perfection Obsession".
Well my first day could have gone better, Tamara thought as she headed down the steps of the grand DWMA. Besides the weirdest interaction with another human being happening in 's classroom, she had also been late to three other classes and already been assigned a project. However, the project was something she was looking forward to; she had to find a meister partner.
She knew that many a perfect pair had been made at the DWMA and she was looking forward to finding someone she could connect soul's with. She was a great weapon, but she knew that she would become even greater with a partner and she marveled at the thought of him or her being anywhere. It could be that girl in her Kishin history class or that chill guy in her soul connection class. Or that creep in 's class. She stopped to think about all the weirdos she could get. It gave her a chill. Ya know, he could have been really cute, but who the heck freaks out over socks? I mean sure they were off, and she was thankful to have known, but he flipped out! She had always been really good at paying attention to detail, but she hadn't thought anything of it. Some things just weren't as obvious to most people as they were to her.
Kid burst into the Death Room with a lot running through his head. When he reached his father, "Hiya, kiddo! Wassup wassup?"
"Why the secrecy, dad? You usually inform me of new students."
"New student? Ah, you mean Miss Boufay. Well I didn't think you would her entry to the school very important."
"Boufay, though. Why does her last name ring such a bell?"
"Ah, yeah yeah. Her mother is a death scythe of mine located in France."
"France? Wait, so that means. . ."
"Yes yes. She comes from one of the longest generations of death weapons in the world. Believe me, I expect great things from her. But tell me, what concern do you have with her?"
"I. . . 'met' her in 's class today."
"Ah. I see, what did you think of her."
Kid thought back to her reaction of him and her reaction to her socks. He gave a smirk and said, "She's very good at being. . . symmetrical."
The next day at school, "Hey Soul," yelled Maka as she ran up to him. "Hey Maka, what's up?"
"Have you heard? That girl who disturbed 's class yesterday is Tamara Boufay!"
"Oh, you mean the really hot girl that kid tried touching?"
**MAKA CHOP**
"OW, Maka! What was that for?!"
"Hot girl?!"
Soul sat in the hallway rubbing his head when Kid went walking by both of them without even taking notice. "Hey, Kid." Soul began , but Kid was on a mission. Liz and Patty were in another class, so he was taking this opportunity to get something done without being embarrassed. Since talking to his father, Kid knew Tamara's school schedule and the fact that she was a weapon. Other than that he knew nothing about her, but he felt bad for the other day and he was hoping to make up for it.
Room 215, Tamara's history class, and she sat with China, hoping to find out if she had a partner or not. Then Kid walked in, just as the class had been dismissed. "Okay, China, I'll see you tomorrow!" Tamara called out, as a slightly over-talked to China walked off the class room with a half smile. Kid stood, hands in his pockets by the door and stepped aside to let China out. He waited there until Tamara was just about to leave, and then she saw him and she stopped, midway between brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.
"You're the⦠the freak from yesterday." She said quickly recalling the event. Kid cringed a bit from being called a freak, but set it aside in order to get this done.
"My name is Kid, actually. Death the Kid. And about yesterday, I wanted to apologize for my behavior, I didn't mean to frighten you that way."
". . . okay." She said and then walked out. Kid was taken aback by this and he quickly followed her out. "I also wanted to commend you on your ability to straighten your socks so perfectly." He looked down at her legs and noticed that they were perfectly aligned and he began gawking at them. "Uhm, excuse me!" Tamara cried out as he practically drooled at her legs. "Could you NOT be such a creep?!" They had been walking down the hall, but now they stopped and looked at each other face to face. "I'm so sorry. Again. It's just, symmetry is everything! Everything MUST be aesthetically pleasing, and you do a very good job at keeping to this code. I guess what I'm saying is that, I'm proud of you and am happy for your presence here at the academy." This took Tamara by surprise. Proud of me? He barely knows me. Who does he think he is?! But then he gave her the most genuine and courteous smile she had ever seen, and she believed him; and he no longer looked like a freak. He looked like a hottie in a suit.
Also, for some reason the document doesn't like me writing Doctor Stein the way I am or something, so it takes out his name entirely. Maybe its just me, but I put this in here just to let everyone know what was going on in case it wasn't just me.
