Repairing a Broken Soul

Chapter 2: Follow me, Dear Mr. Eater

"...I'd seen many unhealthy and healthy souls since I first found out about my power..."

"...but his..."

"Sorry I'm late again Marie-Sensei."

I couldn't help but stare as the white haired boy walked up to the teacher, mumbling something about his motorcycle breaking down. But I immediately knew that was a lie since Kid had, at that moment, told himself that he had seen him earlier that morning. Marie-Sensei stood from behind her desk and gave him a small smile; only to receive a blank stare in return. His white hair had a messy look to it, but at the same time it was really neat and well kept by the small black headband he wore. I could tell just by looking at him that he was lazy and laid back since his eyes just seemed to scream those traits for the world to hear. And to top all that off, his eyes glowed with a simple blood red color. Or what 'looks' like a red color. Our desk was a little too far back for me to tell exactly. His black jacket—probably leather—and orange shirt went well with his tan colored pants, and just because of his clothes I could tell he was one of the popular ones.

Damn...why'd I have to be more interested in the popular guys?

"It's all right." Marie-Sensei said with a sweet smile. "Do you have a pass?" She then asked as she held out her right hand, expecting him to hand her the small yellow slip that was required for that situation. The boy nodded and took said slip out of his left pocket, then handed it to her. "Ok! Thanks!" Marie-Sensei then said as both his hands were stuffed into his pockets again. "Take a seat then."

Another nod from the boy and he began walking down the aisle that Kid and Liz sat beside. The aisle closest to me. I glanced over quickly to make it seem that I wasn't staring and I soon realized that it was the wrong time to look.

We had made eye contact.

His eyes were a deep crimson that rippled like a pool of blood…There were parts where I could see a light crimson but it was mostly dark. Red eyes usually meant trouble but in a way I could see that he wasn't that bad of a kid. Even if that smile of his was a little demonic looking with that face full of attitude. Though, none-the-less I believed that his eyes looked good with the rest of his look. They were lazy...but just gorgeous.

After a full minute I finally realized that he was gone and for that whole time, I had been staring into the empty space his eyes once were. I felt my face redden in slight embarrassment as I looked over my shoulder. He had taken the empty seat next to the kid that wore glasses with a swirl pattern on the lenses. 'Guess kid was right...' I thought. 'That seat 'was' taken by someone...'

Once again our eyes locked.

His crimson met my forest. I didn't want to look away, but at the same time I could feel my head trying to pull away to look in a different direction. Was he in the same predicament? Was his mind telling him to look away too? Just then, Out of nowhere, he gave me a grin; showing off his razor sharp teeth and shut his eyes before turning his attention to Marie-Sensei. Once again I felt my face flush, and I also, turned my attention to the front.

Who was that guy?

There was only one way for me to find out...

Ask someone.

I quickly glanced over to Kid and saw that he had given up on his notes and had set the paper and pencil down to just listen to Marie-Sensei. I then reached over with my right hand and tapped his shoulder; gaining his attention. He looked at me and gave me a smile. "Yes Maka? What is it?" He then asked me.

"Kid..." I began softly. "That guy," I pointed over my shoulder to let Kid know who exactly I was talking about. "Who is he?"

Kid smiled a little more and looked back forward. "The name he goes by is Soul Eater." He told me soon after. I raised one of my brows. What an odd name. Then again he was popular. It was probably just a nickname he's been using to pass as a "cool"guy in this school. "And, if you're thinking that's his nick name. It's not." Kid then said. I tried to hold back a gasp in surprise. It was like he read my mind! "Not much is known about him," Kid then said; closing his yellow eyes. "The only person who knows the most about him is himself. He doesn't really share. Not even with the friends he spends such little time with." As I looked at Soul again, Kid reached over and nudged me with his elbow; gaining my attention and making me look at his slightly perverted face. "Why Maka?" He asked me. "Do you already have a crush on your first day?"

"EH? NO!" I gasped only loud enough for him to hear. "I was just curious...Geez..." I grabbed my book and began to read as Kid continued his explanation.

"Soul is what we would call the "Cool guy" of Shibusen" He told me. From behind my book, I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Soul was leaning his head into his hand, asleep. "He tends to...doze off during class and for an unknown reason, even though I see him every morning, he's always late to first period."

'I knew it...' I thought as my eyes narrowed. He was nothing but a "Cool Guy" who acted off task just to keep his reputation. But...why did he interest me so much? I looked forward again, a light pink coming to my face.

'I can't go and fall for that stupid "School Girl Crush" thing!'

'I JUST CAN'T!'

So much for the idea of forgetting him for the rest of the day…He was in my second period too. And just to make things worse, his seat was right next to mine. Meaning, he sat at my double desk and he sat right beside me. I felt so awkward around him. I mean...he slept through pretty much the whole period but it was still weird. I didn't like him. I knew that for sure. I didn't even know him. No one knew him. Only 'he' knew about himself. And after Sid-Sensei finished his first lecture I understood why no one knew anything about him. Because he slept too much to actually share things about himself! All I knew was what he looked like and that he had the "cool guy" attitude. Nothing else...

But at least I didn't see him at lunch. He was probably still out cold in Sid-Sensei's classroom. I felt a small smile spread across my face. I could imagine Sid-Sensei smacking Soul upside the head to wake him up and then yelling at him for sleeping the whole period. But even so, he did look kind of cute with that little drop of drool hanging off his lip—

"Maka-Chan?" Tsubaki asked from the other side of the table. "Are you ok? You seemed to be spacing out..." As she said this, beside her, Black*Star ate his lunch like a cannibal. Just like he used to. And beside me was Kid eating his perfectly symmetrical lunch with Liz on his right. Earlier before he had noticed that the table's balance was off when Patty was sitting near her older sister. He insisted that one of us go sit by Black*Star and Patty, being the one on the edge, was more than happy to volunteer.

"I'm fine." I finally answered after coming back to my senses. I had been thinking about Soul for so long that my food had gotten cold. "I was just thinking is all..." I then said as I gave Tsubaki a smile. She smiled back and gave me a nod before scolding Black*Star for having too much in his mouth to chew. What an interesting group they all were and I was happy to have them. It was only my first day and already I had five friends. Four if you leave out Black*Star.

I was happy.

I really was.

After lunch we all said our goodbyes and Tsubaki and I headed for third together. It turned out that we had Dr. Stein together, so from that day forward we decided to walk there together. Though once we stepped into the classroom, I stopped in my tracks. Tsubaki did as well and looked over her shoulder. "Is there something wrong?" She then asked me.

There he was. Soul Eater sat on the middle desk and he was talking with a few other popular guys who were in the room. My eyes widened in anger. Was he following me?

"Alright, Alright, get inside please"

As soon as I heard the new voice I quickly turned around to see a grey haired man who was sitting in a rolling chair. He wore glasses and at the moment he was smoking. A feature that I found the most disturbing and strange though was the giant screw through his head and the stitches that were patterned throughout his skin, clothes, chair and now that I get a good look around...his class room. Before I could say anything to the man, Tsubaki had me by the arm and had pulled me over to the nearest empty desk.

"H-he was in a pretty bad accident." She told me with a small but nervous smile. "Just don't stare and there won't be a problem at all. He won't even threaten to dissect you." Don't stare? He was a teacher! How was I 'not' supposed to stare? "Here," Tsubaki then said as we stepped around the desk. "He hasn't chosen a seating chart yet, so until then you can go ahead and sit by me if you like."

I nodded and we both sat down as the other students did as well. 'Of course...' I thought as Tsubaki took the seat nearest the wall. 'I have to sit the closest to him.' I looked over my shoulder and saw that this time he was actually awake but it wasn't hard to tell that he still wasn't paying any attention. His hands were behind his head and his eyes were glued to the board. 'Idiot...' I thought before looking forward to listen to the strangest man on earth talk about dissections.

'I bet he doesn't even know what the word "Dissection" means...'