Author note: Hello my peoples. I just want to let you guys know that my story was rated T but I changed it to M. Ok, that's all!
Soul p.o.v.
I wake up in the morning and stretch out my arms. My alarm clock beeps loudly and I growl before smacking the off button. I swing my legs to the side of my bed and rub my eyes. I slowly stand up and walk to my closet. I grab a red shirt and my favourite leather jacket, followed by my black jeans. Once I finish getting dressed I grab my phone and put my earbuds in my ears. I hit shuffle on my song playlist and Billy Talent blasts into my ears. I Bob my head as I make a tuna sandwich for breakfast. As I make the sandwich I remeber that one girl I met yesterday. What was her name again? Oh yeah, Maka. She was really pretty, and nice. I've never felt this way around a girl before. Its probably nothing. I inhale the sandwich and go to the bathroom to style my hair. I wonder if Maka will like it if I have my hair like this? Or like this? Maybe this? What am I doing?! I've never cared what a girl thinks about me, or my hair. I sigh as I drop my arms to my sides.
...
I park my motorcycle in an empty square at the parking lot.I hop off and kick down the stand that holds my bike up. I move to the side so a car can go into the stall next to mine.
"Hey Soul" A voice says. I turn and see Maka smiling at me from inside the car.
"Hey Maka" I say.
Maka opens the door and leaves the car.
"Bye Papa" She says to the driver.
"Wait just a minute!" He yells. He jumps out of the car and runs to me.
"Who exactly are you!?" He yells in my face.
"Personal space, buddy" I say as I slightly push his chest.
"You look like the kind of guy who gets into lots of trouble, and I don't want my precious angel hanging out with guys like you!"
"Papa, lay off. He's really nice" Says Maka, defending me.
"Really nice you say?" He glares at me before grabbing my shirt and pulling me close to his face. "You do anything bad to her, even lay a FINGER on her and you will regret it"
I smack his hand and he lets go of my shirt.
"Come on Soul, lets go inside" Maka says grabbing my arm and pulling me along with her. I turn to her dad and put two fingers in front of my mouth and stick out my tongue. He growls at me before hopping back into his car.
"Is your dad always so uptight?" I ask her after she releases my arm.
"You have no idea. I never really care what he thinks since I hate him"
"Why do you hate him?"
"He's just a jerk. I bet you anything he has slept at least three of the teachers here."
"And he thinks I'm a bad influence."
"And its not only that, but he would do that kind of stuff while married to my mother!"
"What happened to her?"
"They got divorced. But my dad has custody over me so I'm stuck with him"
"Not for long"
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you know that once you start grade ten here, you move into dorm rooms?"
"What!? I didn't know that!"
"Yeah. Once you make a partner here, you move in together in dorm rooms"
"No matter the gender?"
"Nope"
"So what if I'm stuck with a guy whose addicted to scratching his balls?"
"I doubt that'll happen unless you and "balls scratcher guy" souls connect"
"Thats weird. I'd rather that than my dad though"
"I bet"
Maka p.o.v.
We walk inside the school and head to our homeroom. Tsubaki and Black Star smile at us.
"Hey Tsubaki" I say.
"What? You don't say hi to me?" Says Black Star.
"Why should I? You're mean to me" I reply.
"Don't take anything he does seriously. He's a jerk to everyone" Says Soul.
"Yeah. Whatever I did, I don't even remeber it. What's your name again?" Black Star asks me.
"Maka"
"Oh right. I remeber you saying that before running out of the classroom like a baby" He laughs. I cross my arms and growl.
"Like I said, he's like that to everyone" Soul repeats.
...
"Everyone take a seat please." Says my science teacher. I'm so glad he is back and that my dad isn't the substitute any more.
"My name is Mr. Frankenstein but please call me doctor Stein. Today I will be teaching you all about my favourite units. Dissection!"
The class gasps in horror.
"I know! Isn't it exciting! Most schools dissect frogs and leave it at that, but not here. Today you will each dissect a bird, tomorrow we will together as a class dissect a cow and the day after we will dissect the dead body of a human weapon and miester!"
Everyone break into screaming and start freaking out. The kid to the right of me barfs into his book bag, the kid to the left of me is attempting to call the police and I stare at the teacher in shock.
"Quiet down!" He yells. Everyone stops panicking and sits down in their seats. I raise my hand.
"Yes, Maka?" He says pointing to me.
"What does dissecting dead animals have to do with teaching us about-"
"Being weapons and Miesters? Hmmm, I don't know quite yet. I'll think of a good reason tomorrow. I'm just kidding! We do this to see how you students would react in tough situations. Some Kishins rip people to shreds and you'll have to learn to avoid those obstacles and kill them"
I can tell the class still doesn't feel very comfortable with Stein, and honestly, neither do I.
As doctor Stein speaks, I notice people passing a note around. Some students open it and laugh, others just pass it along. I wonder who the note is for until it lands on my desk. I open it and it has the words "Nerd, loser, bitch, geek" written all over it.
Black Star, who sits behind me, grabs the note from the hands and rips it up.
"Just ignore them. If any one bothers you, just let me and Soul know. We'll beat their asses fatser than you can say help." Black Star whispers to me. Even though he can be a huge jerk at times, he is really nice and does care about his friends. I look to the front of the class and see a guy stare are me and mouth the word "loser"
...
School ends and I walk down the bus stop. I look to my side and see Soul holding a guy by the throat. I slowly walk up behind him.
"If you ever, EVER, do anything like that to Maka again. It'll be the last thing you do."
"How did you know I wrote the note?" The guy cries.
"Black Star told me. Stay away from Maka. Got it!?"
The guy nods. Soul releases his throat and the guy runs off.
"You didn't have to do that." I say to him. He turns around and shrugs his shoulders.
"I don't care. Spreading notes like that around the class is so uncool."
I smile at him.
"Thank you"
"Any time. Do you want a ride to your house?" He asks.
"On your bike?"
"Yeah. Theres room for two"
"Sure."
We walk down the stairs together and walk to the parking lot. He hops on first and I follow him behind.
"Hold on. I like to drive fast" He says.
"Hold on to what?" I ask. He turns to me and raises an eyebrow. He then grabs my arms and pulls them so they are wrapped around his waist. My palms rest on his stomach, our skin seperated by just a thin shirt, and I can feel that he has a six pack. Suddenly, the motor roars loudly and we fly out of the parking lot.