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I own my OC, Jamie Elliot and the OC Raissa Olive who will be an important and main character at the second part of this series. (I'm making it three parts!)
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36. A Proposal Of Sorts
Jamie and Kid ended up running into each other on the way to school that Monday.
Quite literally.
"Owwie!" Jamie squealed, rubbing the bruise on her head, "Too many times, I've gotten hit to many times." Kid grunted as well, trying to cease the throbbing that was now pulsing through his head. Liz and Patti smiled and looked to Mark, who was also on the ground, but that was because of the uncontrollable laughter.
"This is the tenth time she's got hit on the head today!" Mark squeaked, rolling on the ground. At this point, both Kid and Jamie were standing up again, and staring at the writhing-with-glee shotgun man. "Not funny Mark, those pots hurt!" Jamie grumbled, crossing her arms.
"Its because your short!"
Jamie's eye narrowed, and then she smiled sweetly, in a very evil way. "I've been wanting to try this for awhile." she said to Kid, glancing at him briefly. "Maka used it on Soul, and it appears to be a very good disciplinary technique because Lord Death uses it too." Her smile widened, "I'm going to use it on Mark."
Kicking her foot high into the air, Jamie called, "Nutcracker!~~" and brought her foot down on Mark.
Mark immediately jerked up, crying rivers and holding himself together tightly, his arms drawn around his knees. Kid was mortified, Patti was of course laughing her butt of as Mark had just been doing, and Liz was too, for once. Jamie smiled sadistically, "I think I'll use that from now on."
Kid swallowed.
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Kid and Jamie continued to walk in front of Liz and Patti, who were carrying Mark in between them. Jamie looked back as Mark with a grin, and Mark gave her a thumbs up. He's such a faker. There was no way that kick hurt him. Jamie thought to herself, as she returned her gaze to the mini-shinigami that strolled beside her. "Hey Mini-death," Jamie started, "What's got you so deep in thought?"
Kid glanced at Jamie for a bit and then faced forward once more, "Oh, I just need to ask you a question the moment Liz and Patti step back." Liz and Patti, who had been looming over us with Mark, skittered at least thirty feet back.
"Now," Kid breathed, "Here's the question."
Jamie awaited eagerly, as the mini-Death God asked:
"Would you be my girlfriend? I mean, we've been on two dates now and . . . Well. . ."
Jamie stopped his babble with a laughed, and responded with, "I thought you'd never ask. Of course."
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