Soul Wavelength

I: Maka

I straightened my coat. If I didn't go now my courage would falter again. My mind skimmed over all of the possible negatives outcomes of my first day at DWMA, ranging from stuttering while speaking in front of the class to fiery meteors raining down from the heavens. What did I have to lose? I pushed open the door and started down the hallway in search of my first period. 

I finally located my first period class, led by Sid-sensei. I found a seat toward the front of the class room, but when he entered, I jumped a tad. I wasn't exactly accustomed to seeing someone with blue skin. 

"Good morning class, we have a new student in our class today," he began, gesturing to me. I looked down at my boots anxiously. 

"Please, everyone be kind to her, and perhaps help her make her way on campus." He finished. 

I looked up once more and immediately someone caught my eye. He flashed me a pointed-tooth smile and then nudged someone who I assumed he was friends with. The other guy had three striking white stripes running half the circumference of his black-haired head. Both had very attractive smiles, and I was suddenly keenly aware that  my skirt was slightly crooked. I smiled politely and looked at the rest of the class. Sid-sensei then addressed me.

"Would you like to say a few words about yourself to let the class know more about you?"

I drew up my confidence and checked my posture. 

"Well, hi, my name is Maka," I started, "I'm an incoming first year meister that doesn't have a weapon yet." 

"Thank you Maka, you may be seated," Sid-sensei said. 

I sat in my seat and looked back over at the boy from earlier. I took in all of the scene. The boy had white hair and was wearing a leather jacket. The boy with the stripes in his hair was seated directly to his right, and was dressed to a tee, in a complete suit. Next to him were two mousy brunette girls in hats that appeared to be sisters. There was another kid with turquoise hair next to the twins who had his feet kicked up on the desk. The girl that was sitting next to him had long black hair and gorgeous features. I sized them all up in an attempt to determine which were meisters and which were weapons. The boy with the striped hair caught my stare and smirked at me. I blushed. I concentrated and looked at his soul. It was very strong, which was quite odd. He must have attended and trained here for a while, I thought to myself. He nudged the guy with the white hair again, who also smiled at me. 

I had to find out all of these kids' names.

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The bell rung and I began to grab my things. I bent over to pick up my books, and I instantly felt a stare, I had forgotten that I was in a short skirt. I blushed and immediately snapped up to see who it was. Whoever it was had looked away by now. 

"Hi, my name's Soul," a voice interrupted my thoughts, "I thought I could help you to your classes, Maka, right?"

"I can assist you too if you would like," another interjected. "My name is technically Death the Kid, but you can call me Kid. I'm the son of Lord Death," he stated proudly. Now his soul wavelength made sense. Of course the son of the shinigami would have such an impressive soul.

Before me stood the two boys from earlier, except now, the faces had names attached to them.

"Hi Soul, Kid, of course I would appreciate some help, I'm lost and floundering right now to be honest," I laughed at myself. "Are you guys weapons or meisters?"

"Well, I'm meister, and Soul is a weapon," Kid explained.

"I'm also in need of a meister if you're interested," Soul suggested. "Wanna gimme your number and we can maybe chat about it over tea after school?"

"That would be awesome, thank you!" I said enthusiastically, scribbling my number onto his hand in pen. "Can you guys still help me to my classes? My next period is Stein and I have absolutely no idea where that is."

"Of course," Kid piped, and grabbed my arm. Soul linked his arm into my other open arm. They shared a glance over my head, and I couldn't help but notice a slight aggression. What was that about? 

"Lead the way, I suppose!"