***Jay's POV***
I brushed my short orange colored hair out of my face as I entered the class room. Only a few kids were here. Including Kidd and his weapons. I sat near them. Everyone started asking me questions.
***Black Star's POV (this is going to be interesting)***
"It is I! Black Star!-" I look to see everyone crowding someone. 'No one can steal MY spotlight!'
I push everyone away and see this kid with his head down. He has orange short hair and an old shirt. I pick him up by the collar of his shirt. His head still down.
"Listen up and listen good! My name is Black Star, and you cannot steal my spotlight! Understand?" The kid says nothing back. I swung my arm back, and Alameda the kid onto the ground.
"Why the hell did you do that Star?" Kidd says running to him with Liz and Patti.
The door opens and a surprised Soul stands in the doorway. He looks and sees the kid (not Kidd, the kid) laying on the ground.
"Who the hell hit Jay?" Soul growls. Everyone points at me and I gulp.
***Jay's POV***
Ow. Ow. Ow. That hurt so bad. I open my eyes to see Kidd and his weapons next to me. Liz holding my hand.
"Who the hell hit Jay?" A familiar voice calls. Wait, how did he know my name? I glance at the white hair teen.
His teeth bared as people pointed to that annoying blue haired kid.
"I did Soul, but only because-" He was cut off by a squeeking of wheels. Getting closer and closer. Liz pulled me into the nearest seat and everyone else sat quickly.
Suddenly a man on a wheeling chair canes flying to the door. Sadly his chair got stuck in the door frame and he flew in.
"Good morning class" He stands up pulling out a book."Seems like we have a new student, Jay. Please stand up." I stood up, head down. I refuse to look at these people, until I can trust them.
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I am a Meister (A Soul Eater fan fic)
Teen FictionThere is a new student at DWMA! Her name is Jay and she is a Meister. Without a weapon. Looks: Short orange hair, Stitched scar on her face, older clothing, short, Purple eyes, a few freckles splattered across her cheeks. Personality: Shy, if made...