052 : Deep In Thought

A is for always drooling no matter how many times I tell him to wipe his mouth (which he smirkily replies for me to do it for him).

B is for his bright crimson eyes that seem to stare right through every little thing I am and do (well...except my heart).

C is for cool like he wants to be even though I think he's fine the way he is.

D is for his dog like loyalty that I could never get tired of.

E is for effortlessly relaxed most of the time…which annoys me sometimes when he should be studying for the test tomorrow.

F is for his fugly bed head when he wakes up late on Saturday mornings after a night with BlackStar.

G is for his gnarly teeth that I've always secretly wished to touch and feel it they're as sharp as they appear.

H is for silver hair that defies gravity without the aid of gel, which I'm slightly envious of since my hair is so plain.

I is for idiot…that's it. What?

J is for lame jokes that he tires on me which really make me laugh, but only in hindsight when I remember his helpless face.

K is for a kick between the legs that I once did instead of a Maka Chop, and because of it he wouldn't talk to me for three days.

L is for his light feet that seem to sprout wings when he dances, making me feel like he's a soaring crane while I'm a penguin stuck on the ground.

M is for how he mostly only gives brash smirks to everyone else but me, who he saves his real smiles for.

N is for a nosebleed when he'd opened the door on me when I'd been changing and had seen me in underwear that Liz had given me.

O if for the shape his mouth made when he first met my Papa.

P is for piano cause when he plays he's beyond a badass and it feels like he's hitting my heartstrings and not the keys.

Q is for his quick movements and how I feel he'll always be there to catch me when I trip on my large feet or when my long legs get tangled.

R is for his rich family which I didn't know about till I saw his mansion that was the size of our school (if not bigger).

S is for sparkle because that's what his eyes do in an excited way when he hears a good song on the radio.

T is for I never get tired of him sticking up and protecting me without the slightest hint of hesitation in his soul.

U is for his unkempt appearance that somehow makes the girls swoon (which is still beyond me).

V is for Victoria Secrets…a catalog he subscribes to for the 'pretty' pictures (he argues).

W is for the wild look that fits on his face when he sees my blood being spilled by an enemy.

X is for a xylophone which I sometimes think I'm playing when I'm hitting his ribs in anger.

Y is for yawning during class when I'm taking notes he'll later beg me to copy, using his deadliest move The Puppy Dog Eyes that I suspected he'd learned from my Papa (I sometimes wonder if he has any morals).

Z is for zabaglione…which I don't really know what it is…but it's apparently his favorite thing to eat. I'll go look it up now…

A/N: I guess I wanted to do a poem like thing that Maka writes when she's angry...if you consider this to be a poem XD Do YOU know what a zabaglione is yourself?;D Anyway, thanks for reading and REVIEW!

And OMFG...AVATAR MOVIE SATURDAY DKVNOSJGHEVOJLWKNWHVGU-!! (how I LURVE this series)