A.N. No witty comments today. Sorry.
Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER, 'KAY?
Chapter 2- It's NOT What's on The Inside That Counts!
Maka takes us down to the Death Room, and on the way we become tight. She tells us all about the school, her cheating jerk of a father, and how much she loves her mom. For such a small girl, she's got a lot of fire behind her. When we get to the Death Room, Lord Death (I GOT THE MEET HIM!) interviews us and gives us the whole rundown. I tell him all about my different forms, like how I can change sizes, become 2 small chakrams for close hand to hand combat (or just one...), become a chakram with and without a handle, and our super amazing Soul Resonance move. Soul Catcher. I pretty much become this dream catcher looking thing, just with sharp edges, and if the kishin/witch is weak enough, I can rip their souls from their bodies. Bad, evil, corrupt souls get caught in my web, but souls not tainted with evil pas right through. That's how our move got it's name, since it's like a dream catcher for souls. After thoroughly explaining EVERYTHING, Lord Death (so cool...) tells us that we're in Professor Stein's class.
"Be careful," Maka says to us as we walk to class. "Stein loves a chance to dissect a new student..." Yumi shivers and I feel bad for her. She hates any kind of dissection ever since that one incident years ago involving a pudding cup and fish... Trust me. You DON'T wanna know. "But don't worry! I'm sure if a student went missing, Lord Death will have his head... I hope." Yumi looked comforted by this thought, but not much.
We entered the class and Stein was already halfway through his dissection. From what it looks like, he was dissecting some kind of bird. Poor thing. Maka leads us to the back and we slowly sneak up so we won't be noticed. "Sazai! I don't wanna be in this claaas!" Yumi whispers. I just shrug and we take our seats, undetected. Mission accomplished. Or so we think.
"Well, Maka, are you going to introduce us to the new students?" Stein asks, not even looking up from the pitiful animal on his table.
"This is Yumi and Misosazai. And no. You cannot dissect them." He snaps his fingers and makes the arm swinging movement that people make when the say 'Darn.' You know that move? Anyways, after a long, disturbing class, everyone meets by that big board thing full of missions like we planed it. I see Liz, Patty, and Kid walking towards us, coming from their class that got out a little later than ours.
"Hey, Soul, random question, but is there a music room or something?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! (Author: Is there? 'Cause I really don't know.) Why? Do you play anything, Yumi?" Soul has a spark in his eyes, as though the idea that a girl plays an instrument is amazing to him.
"Yupp." she replies. "I play the saxophone, piano, and guitar. Plus, I sing! And Sazai plays the violin and guitar. She says she can't, but I believe she can sing." She sticks her tongue out and I give her my mild death glare. Ha. That shut her up. Soul promises to show us to Music Room #3 (OHSHC!) tomorrow after class, but he's busy today. Our posse (lol) walks back to our apartments, except Kid, Liz, and Patty, who live in a mansion.
"Wait!" Maka yells as Yumi and I walk up the stairs. "Wanna come over for dinner at 7?" I look at Yumi and she shrugs. I yell down a quick 'yes' and we continue our trek upstairs. Settling into our living room we look at our home. We (I) finished packing yesterday and we painted our rooms. Yumi has pale purple-lavender walls to go with her purple and yellow furniture. Pictures of her family and her American Bulldog are all over her room and a portrait I painted of her is hung on the wall. instruments and music are spread around her room. Mine is a light navy blue, with a darker midnight blue accent wall with a silver tree painted on it (took me FOREVER). Then all my furniture is black and silver with a blue bedspread. My sketches are tacked up all over my room along with several of my art projects. All my instruments are in my closet.
"Saaazaiiii! We gotta leave sooon! It's almost 7!" Yumi yells from down the hall. "Hmm? 'Kay!" I yell back. I slide on my socks down the hallway and slip on my Vans that are by the door. "Let's go!" Yumi says in a funny voice and I lock our door. Yumi jumps down the stair and I slide down the rail.
Nothing could have prepared us for what came next...
A.N. Hope you liked it! I have a few more OCs up my sleeve and a real twisted plot that is soon coming into the picture (I'd say in the next 1-3 chapters. And no, my plot is not all sappy romantic. It's mostly conspiracy.) Well, no more insight on my plot, even though I gave you next to nothing!
REVIEWS GET LONGER CHAPPIES! Maybe next chapter I'll put a riddle and the first person to solve it get a seek peek at the next chapter and the second person gets cookies! Third person miiight get a shout out, if I'm feeling nice.
Byee!