"Bye guys. See ya Monday." I said to everyone as I walked away from the basketball court. Soul came running after me and I turned on my heels.

"Whassup?" I asked him.

"Hey, Maka and I wanna have you over for breakfast tomorrow. Cool with you?" he asked me. I was taken aback by his question. I thought for a moment.

"Um, sure. I'll see you guys tomorrow then." I said and waved goodbye to him.

When I got home, I realized I hadn't written a song in a while. So I grabbed my songbook and a pencil and thought about something new.

Emotions tucked away

In a safe place

Until the day

My heart bursts

Sounds good so far.

Twenty Minutes later

I tapped my pencil on the paper rapidly. Nothing. I couldn't think of anything else. I had four lines, that's it. I groaned and set my writing utensils down and stepped outside for a moment for some fresh air. As I sat down on the porch step, I thought about all that had happened in the last three days. I had made… four, five, six, seven… seven kind of friends, I had played basketball again for the third time in my life, I made it to the DWMA, I didn't find a partner yet (but, hey, it's only been three days), and had managed not to kill anyone. It was going pretty well.

After ten minutes of air, I went back inside. I decided to give up on songwriting for the day and went to the kitchen for some lunch. Hmmm… a peanut butter and jelly sounds satisfying. I ate my lunch and sat down on my light green couch. As I thought about what I wanted to do for the rest of the day, my feet walked outside and to some random location that was fresh in my mind. "Huh, eh, why not?" I asked myself as I walked up to the door and knocked. I waited for a while and got annoyed. I banged my fist on the door.

"Hey, I know your home! Answer the damn door, Kid!" I shouted. Finally someone answered.

"Hello, Angel. Whassup?"

"I was board and wondered if you guys wanna hang out."

"Oh, sure. Come on in."

I smiled and walked through the door. "Hey, Liz and Patty." I said to the two blonde girls sitting on the couch. Liz waved in my direction, focusing on her nails.

"Hiya, Angel! I just got a new giraffe!" Patty said excitedly as she held up a yellow stuffed animal giraffe. I nodded my head and sat up-side-down on a chair next to the couch.

"I was so bored at home that I thought I was gonna die." I told them sarcastically. I saw Kid smile out of the corner of my eye.

"Yeah, that's nice." Liz told me, zero emotion.

"Ha-ha! You almost died!" Patty cackled. I looked over at Kid and pointed to Liz with my thumb.

"She always like this when she does her nails?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders. I smirked and gasped

"Holy crap! Liz there's a ghost standing behind you!" I shouted. Liz dropped her nail-polish, screamed, and sank down to her knees and whimpered. I got a good laugh out of it, and so did Patty and Kid.

"Angel! That's not funny! That was the last of my pink nail-polish!" Liz yelled at me. My laughing slowed down as I apologized. I looked down at the rug where she dropped the nail-polish. There was hot-pink liquid running out of the bottle, creating pink pool for someone to clean up.

"Hey, I'll clean up the mess and buy you some new nail-polish. Sound good?" I told Liz. She smiled at me and nodded her head.

"Kid, where do you keep you cleaning supplies and what-not?" I asked him.

"In the closet." he told me. I looked around the room and saw so many doors.

"Um, which closet?"

Kid let out a small laugh and led me upstairs to a door. I opened the door and saw a bunch of cleaning supplies. I walked in and tripped over my own feet, bringing Kid down with me. "Sorry…" I said as I rubbed my head. I opened my eyes and realized I was sitting on Kid, my face inches away from his. I gasped and flung myself off of him. As I glanced back at Kid, I realized he was smiling. Wait, smiling?

"It's okay." Kid told me. I stood up and extended my hand to help him up. I sighed and grabbed the necessary supplies to clean up Liz's spilt nail-polished and faced Kid.

"Once again, never speak of it. Ever." I told him. He smirked deviously.

"Fine." was all Kid said. We went back downstairs and I cleaned up the pool of pink off the rug.

"So, what's next to do?" I asked them.

"Well, we could go shopping." Liz suggested.

"No! I do not go shopping for fun, only if needed." I told them.

"We could go to the zoo!" Patty said excitedly.

"The zoo isn't open until tomorrow." Kid explained. I sighed and thought for a moment.

"A walk?" I asked half-heartedly.

"Sounds good to me." Kid said.

"Nah, I gotta re-paint my nails again." Liz said as she glared at me.

"Yet you wanted to go shopping." I retorted.

"Yeah, 'cause shopping is fun. Walking is boring."

I rolled my eyes. "Patty, you coming?"

"Nope, I have to groom my giraffe." Patty told me as she held up a brush and the new stuffed-animal she showed me earlier.

"Well, just you and me then, Angel." Kid said and smiled at me. I sighed as we walked out the door. We walked down the street a little before Kid stopped.

"What, did you see something asymmetrical?" I asked him, only half-joking.

"No."

"Then what?"

"Why are you being so quiet?"

"I dunno. There's nothing to talk about."

"There's plenty to talk about."

Kid started walking again and I followed. "Like what?"

"How we'll find you a partner an-"

"Wait, 'we'?" I asked him. How was he supposed to find me a partner?

"Well, as son of Lord Death himself, I should be obligated to help you find you your partner."

I rolled my eyes. "The fact that you're the son of Lord Death doesn't impress me."

"I don't need to impress you."

Kid smirked and I punched his arm lightly. "Okay, so what if I don't wanna talk about finding a partner?"

"Then we can talk about you."

"Me?"

"Yes. I would like to know more about you, Angel."

I looked around and realized we were back at the park. I stopped and pulled myself up onto a branch at the nearest tree. "First of all, I love climbing trees." I called down to Kid as I settled myself on a sturdy branch. He climbed up after me.

"So I see." Kid said as he struggled to get a foothold on the branch under him. I giggled and swung my legs back and forth.

"As you know, I'm not the nicest person."

"Of course I know." Kid said with a laugh when he reached my branch. He sat down next to me.

"But, I can be nice, like right now. And I don't open up to others easily."I paused and looked down.

"You've opened up to me and my friends." Kid said. It caught my attention a little. I shook my head.

"Not really. Just you and Soul. I trust you two. I bond more easily with guys than girls. Probably because I'm not girly."

There was a silence between us and I stopped swinging my legs. I looked up at Kid, he was staring at me. "I don't like being stared at either." I deadpanned. He blushed and looked away. I touched his shoulder.

"What about you?"

"What about me?" Kid asked as he looked back at me.

"Well I told you a little about me, now it's your turn."

He glanced up at the sky. "Oh. Well, symmetry is my life."

"So I've noticed."

"Everything has to be symmetrical or I pretty much freak out." Kid told me, a little embarrassed. I looked down at myself and realized; I wasn't symmetrical. At all. My black hair was parted to the side to show my side-bangs on the left, my jacket sleeve still hung low on my right shoulder, and the left cuff of my capris was raised a little higher than the one my right.

"What about me, I'm not symmetrical. I never was. So why didn't you freak out when you first saw-or ever see- me?" I asked him, sort of unhappy with myself.

"That's the thing, there's something about you that's symmetrical. It's not your soul, 'cause it's not symmetrical at all."

"What does my soul look like?"

"Can't you see souls?"

"Well, yes but I've never really seen my own soul."

"I'll draw you a picture later." Kid smiled at me again. I smiled back.

We talked for a little longer, then went downtown for a little ice cream. And as I ate my bowl of strawberry ice cream across from Kid, I realized something. For the first time in years, I was opening my heart to someone, some people; Kid and Soul.