Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater! I only own my OC's, Jamie Elliot, Mark Jennifer (I've always owned him, I just forgot to claim him.) and Raissa Bel Garnaeu-Olive.

Chapter title inspired by Billy Madison. xD I love Adam Sandler.

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4. Back To School (Shoe-al)

After a Q & A day with her meister, Raissa felt a lot more comfortable with Hiro, and a little more comfortable with school. The box still closed over her, as around her, Maka, Soul, Jamie, Kid, Tsubaki, Black Star, Mark, Liz, Patti, and Hiro talked and talked about various things in the Crescent Moon classroom.

Tugging at the end of her green dress, Raissa shifted uncomfortable in her chair.

"Hey, French fry."

Raissa rose her head to the voice she already knew as Soul. He looked at her carefully with his blood red eyes, though his outward demeanor was "cool" and collected. "Hey Soul, what did you want?" Soul but his arms behind his head and smirked with his pointy white teeth, "I was surprised, I didn't think you'd respond to French fry."

Raissa rolled her eyes, "Well, it couldn't be any worse than my old name of Tiny tits!" Maka rolled her eyes, "I still get called that." she grumbled. Soul smirked again, "Well its better than Sunken Che. . ."

"MAKA CHOP!"

Soul's head laid on the desk in front of him, a rectangular indention where "Catching Fire" had just been. Raissa smiled, she found Maka nice and Soul hilarious, she wanted to talk to them more.

As if the fellow blond had heard her wish, Maka flitted to the other side of Raissa. "Have you read the Hunger Games series yet? They are really good. . ." Raissa shook her head, "I haven't got the time, I'm usually busy practicing or glued to the TV." Maka rose an eyebrow as her green eyes twinkled in amusement, "I'd never expect that last part."

Raissa shrugged.

Prof. Stein wheeled in right then, spinning rather recklessly on his chair. "Alright, today class we will be sparring in pairs. I'll got get the list of groups, so wait here." and then he spun back out. One could still here the distinct crashing the hallway. Everybody gasped, Raissa didn't know why. Jamie, being new but not quite so new anymore whispered to her, "We are usually dissecting things, so this is strange."

Raissa stuck her tongue out with one eye closed at that, "Yuck, dissecting?" Mark chuckled, "Yeah. . . Jamie fell asleep in jellyfish guts once." Jamie blushed, remembering that day, "Oh, oh yeah. Remember that." Kid laughed and patted his girlfriends head, "You silly asymmetric doll." Tsubaki smiled and Black Star went on a rant about how his apprentice Goddess should have nothing to be ashamed of, Maka just sat next to Mark and listened to the exchange.

Raissa noticed the absence of the white-haired scythe and shoved quietly from her chair, leaving the others and searching for his soul. It gave her something more comfortable to do, then be surrounded by people talking without her.

So off she went, in search for Soul.

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Ohhhhh, what'll happen next?