This is chapter two. Enjoy! Thinking "Talking"
DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN SOUL EATER.
Chapter 2
"Whatever!" The person shouted, still running.
"Why that!" Maka wanted to run after him, but he was already out of sight.
Maka walked into the library with a sore bum.
Damn, that hurt.
The library was the same as she it yesterday, except today there was a person there. Thinking that it was a girl and potential partner, Maka walked over to the figure stting at a small table with its head down.
"Hi, I'm Maka Albarn!" Maka held out her hand to shake the supposed girl's hand.
A head popped up to reveal a sweet-smiling boy. His hand went up to shake hers as he spoke. "Hey, I'm Death the Kid, but you can call me Kidd."
Maka was obiously shocked. She was never good at hiding emotions. She quickly did a lookover him. He looked very clean. He had odd white stripes on the side his head. Ha had golden eyes. Black bangs across his forehead that looked very symmetrical. He was wearing a blakc suit from her view. Two rings on each other his hands: skulls. He looks cool for a dude.
"Is something wrong?" Why do you care?
Maka quickly came back to earth with that last thought.
"No, I'm ok. Bye!" She quickly made her escape.
She knew shew didn't like him. Probably because she hated (and I mean hated) men with a passion.
She then found herself outside the library. She decided to go back the hall toward the music room. There she heard a piano playing. It was dark yet pretty if that makes sense.
She opened the door and saw spikey white hair swaying as its hands continued to play. She stood there waiting for him to finish.
When the song ended, the boy's hands dropped to his sides. He pulled up his head to show blood red eyes and a shark-toothed smirk.
Maka blushed.
Wait, why the hell am I blushing? I have to get the outta here.
"I-" The was stopped when Maka intervined.
"Sorry to distrub you." She quickly ran out and closed the door.
What a weird girl.
Once Maka was out, she leaned against the door.
Why did I blush? I never blush. He wasn't even cute or anything. Well maybe- NO! NO! NO! What am I thinking? I HATE Men! . . . Now I NEED to find a partner.
Maka finished her thought bubble moment and continued her search for a partner when *Bang!* a blue-haired idiot her knocked down.