Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater! I only own my OC's, Jamie Elliot, Mark Jennifer (I've always owned him, I just forgot to claim him.) and Raissa Bel Garnaeu-Olive.
Here's a chapter before I ditch you all for a month! Enjoy! :D
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15. Convenience
After school ended, Raissa lingered around the fountain, waiting for Soul. She wanted to know when the lessons should start. As much as the French mademoiselle hated the piano and dreaded the look in Soul Eater's eyes, a part of her was eager to getting the know the unique teen.
Hiro had gone home, out of boredom and the need to disinfect himself after his sneezing fit when they had been dissecting squirrels. Raissa laughed at the memory, out of the blue arterial explosion? Really?
Finally, Maka and Soul came out of the cartoon skull gate, noticed Raissa at the fountain, and soon stood before her. "What is it Raissa?" Maka questioned, as Soul stood a few feet back, "I was just wondering when the lessons would be convenient to you two." Raissa stated evenly, although her heart raced with a nervousness that had never plagued her before.
Soul shuffled his feet a bit, gazing through his shaggy hair at the blue eyed girl, "Tomorrow at about 6, I'll tell you the others time then." Raissa nodded, and Soul and Maka passed her. "See you Rai!" Maka chortled, smiling widely. Raissa smiled, and waved back.
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