Maka POV
Today was the test. I was completely ready, sitting in my spot in class Crecent Moon. I had used the past two weeks to study, but so had Ox Ford. There was no way I would let him beat me. I was going to win this.
"Alright class, today we are taking the test. This one is harder than any of the other tests you have taken this year so be careful what you write. You may begin as soon as your test booklet gets to you. Soul," he addd, his glasses glinting as they turned our way. "I suspect Maka confiscated all of your 'notes' before you got here, am I correct?" he monotoned.
"Damn right she did." he said, Glaring at me.
Ugh. Trust Soul not to have the sense to keep curses under his breath around teachers.
"Hmm," said Stein, not really caring for his choice of words.
I waited for my test to get to me. When it finally did, I began to answer the questions with ease. Stein must have been trying to scare us, this is easy!
Kid POV
Once I got my test, I immediately blanched. It was a disgrace to all of humanity! There was no symmetry whatsoever! The title wasn't centered and the questions were uneven! I could feel my OCD kicking in, and I panicked. Then I did something I only did when seriously desperate.
I turned and stared at Maka.
The only reason I ever did this was because she was the only really symmetrical girl in the class. Her clothes were always wrinkle-free, and her pigtails were equal sizes. Her face was evenly proportioned, and her eyes were placed perfectly. She was the only symmetrical thing in the class even worth looking at.
She turned and looked at me, and smiled. I blushed, embarrassed. Then I turned back to my test, calmed down but scared and excited at the same time.
And then I began the treacherous process of writing my name.
Maka POV
I looked up from my test to see Kid staring at me. I had figured out that he did this whenever something was asymmetrical. This time, it was probably the test. So ignoring how sad it was that a death-god couldn't face writing his own name on a test, I gave him an encouraging smile. He blushed, and turned back down to his paper, writing again.
Once I had finished the test, and double checked it twice, I started to read my book to pass the time. Ater about 20 minutes, Stein began the end speech of the test.
"Put you pencils down, and pass your booklets up. No peeking into other peoples tests, the answers you wrote are the answers you get. Once you have passed up your test, you are free to leave. Results will be posted outside my office."
As I walked out the door, Soul asked a question that surprised me.
"Maka, why is Kid always staring at you? It's not cool."
How did he notice? Unless he was staring too...
"Well, Kid gets upset when things aren't symmetrical, and the test wasn't, and when he's upset about symmetry, he looks at me."
"But why? It's kinda creepy." I noticed a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"I guess I'm just symmetrical or something like that."
"Hmm." he answered, and kept walking.
Since when did Soul care about people looking at me? Or symmetry, for that matter?