A/N: HEEEEYYY! Sorry this is so late in the week, but I've been mulling over how o end the chapter. Not sure if I'm satisfied with how I ended it though.

Either way, ENJOY!


Soul had decided he hated school. Hated Law in general. But for some reason, here he was, sitting in one of the lecture hall chairs.

"Blah, Blah, Blah, when a prosecutor, Blah Blah Blahs, the defence lawyer, Blahh blahs, and blah blah blah. And no yelling, OBJECTION! This is NOT Phoenix Wright people."

What was this guy even saying? He made absolutely no sense, and he was talking so fast Soul didn't even have time to write it down! So, even if he did somehow figure out what the prof. was saying, he would never be able to take notes!

Why does this have to be so damn difficult?! All the note taking and hyper-attentiveness required is making me break out into hives. Work is so uncool. Soul thought, looking down at the notes he was taking. He sighed. He was 15 minutes behind wee the prof. was now. No point in even trying to take notes anymore.

It wasn't as if he was ever going to pass this class anyways. Sure, he was doing well enough before, even getting some high 90's on some of his tests! Although, that was back when all this work and studying had a purpose. Back when he was doing it to support Liz. And his future children with her.

Where did that come from? I don't want kids. Kids are so uncool.

But they're so cute! How cool would it be to each a tiny version of yourself to be just as cool as you?

He was going crazy. Here he was, talking to himself.

What. That does not sound cool at all. All the crying and pooping and sleepless nights! A cool guy needs sleep.

It's not as if we're getting any sleep now! And look at how cool we can still act.

That's not our fault. Goddamn nightmares. Besides, Liz wouldn't want children either. She's crazy enough without hormones raging! Remember that time when she got mad when she was on her period? We still have nightmares about that!

She was crazy. WAS. The sobering thought came from nowhere. He ended the conversation with himself before he caused himself more pain.

Ugh. He needed to sleep more. He was sure if he took a nap, the sleep-deprived craziness would go away. Then as he heard the professor speak up, he remembered where he was.

"Mr. Evans? If you would like to not pay attention in my class, I would kindly ask you to leave. Such a shame really, you're one of my best students! Like Miss Maka here." He smiled. So nasty. The old guy was obviously hitting on one of the girls in the class.

One of the girls spoke up. "Thank you for the compliment sir, but I'm not interested. I don't get into sexual relationships with professors, no matter how much they offer to raise my marks further. I thought I told you this when I spoke to you after class." Oh SNAP! He could feel the tension in the air. He looked to see who spoke, and was thoroughly surprised. It was the pig-tailed girl! "And I was hoping to do this politely after class, but I might as well get over with it now. I need you to sign the form that allows me to move to a different professor for this class. Again, thank you sir." Damn. The tiny girl had some serious sass hidden somewhere. Crazy.

The professor looked mortified. Instead of responding, he awkwardly started up his lecture again. I looked up to see the girl looking at me. I mouthed a thank you, and she smiled shyly. After that, she went back to her notes. I was kind of sad that she was going to be leaving the class, for some odd reason. This girl was like a magnet, pulling me in. And I had no idea why.

The rest of class was uneventful, but when I was leaving, I spied pig-tails, Maka apparently, walking out. I raced to catch up to her, just so I could thank her properly.

"Hey! Wait!" I sped towards he, and she turned around, looking slightly surprised. "I never got to thank you properly." I was bent over, hands on my knees, catching my breath. Damn she was fast. Those long legs had a use I guess. "Anyways, I just wanted to thank you. You saved my ass from being kicked out there. Not only that, but you showed the asshole not to mess with you. I hate people like that." I then realised I was rambling, oddly, and stopped. "I'm Soul "Eater" Evans, by the way. Maka, right?"

"Yeah. Maka Albarn. Good to formally meet you." She turned to leave, but smiled slyly over her shoulder. "Oh, and no problem. It was my pleasure. Not every day were a girl gets to save the manly playboy's ass."

What.

I just stood there, dumbfounded as her hips swayed, and her long legs carried her away from me. Damn. Who knew someone with such a flat chest was able to make me drool, but then again, it's not every day when you see someone with endless legs, perfectly curved hips, and the nicest ass you've seen in a LONG time. Not to mention the sassy attitude. Too bad she made it perfectly clear she wanted nothing to do with me.

Maka Albarn, huh? Soul knew he had to keep an eye on this girl, lest she get away.


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