Maka's POV
As Maka walked to school, the images of that fateful day consumed her thoughts. The church. Crona. Ragnarok. The screech. The black blood. Soul's blood. It all seemed like it happened yesterday. Maka quickly realized that thinking about all this was useless. Soul was better now and Crona was her friend. As she reached the large doors, Maka decided to focus only on the exam today.
Soul's POV
Soul's bike revved as he pulled to a stop next to DWMA. Usually he and Maka rode together but this morning she had left without giving him a chance to catch up. As he walked up the front steps of the completely symmetrical school, Soul remembered the test today. "Shit," he thought to himself. "If I fail, thats a guaranteed Maka Chop plus how ever many she feels like." Maka Chops were very painful and usually occurred when Soul was being a pervert or just a flat-out jerk. Maka would hit him in the head with whatever book she happened to be reading at the time. He hated the moments when Maka would suddenly decide to try to memorize the dictionary. Webster was NOT a kind friend. As he reached Sid-sensei's room, he figured the best thing to do today was wing it and hope for the best.
Maka's POV
"Ok Maka. You've got this. You've studied and you're going to be fine," Maka gave herself a pep talk as the exams were passed around. When she got hers, she prayed for luck. After reading the first question, she thought, "This is so easy!" and proceeded to breeze her way through the test.
Soul's POV
"Fuck. I'm so screwed." Soul thought as he received his test. He glanced over at his peers. Maka's brow was furrowed in concentration as she scribbled answers down. Black*Star was scribbling furiously all over his paper, no doubt writing, "BLACK*STAR IS THE GREATEST!" Tsubaki looked stumped on a question. Kid was still trying to make his name perfectly symmetrical. Liz was painting her nails and Patty was folding her and Liz's exams into giraffes. "Well, looks like I'm stuck with guessing," Soul thought.