"Notebook... Check... Pens... Check." You casually whispered to yourself whilst packing your bag. Today was your first day at the DWMA and you were checking and double-checking that you had absolutely everything you needed for it.
"That's everything. Perfect." You told yourself, a smile forming. You then had to make sure that you were dressed appropriately and fashionably so you ran to the bedroom and stared in the large mirror for about 20 seconds. You wore a somewhat short laced black dress with a thick red ribbon around your waist tied into a perfectly symmetrical bow with ordinary plain black shoes, that had a slight heel, topped off with long red socks, the same colour as the ribbon, reaching just below your knees. As well as that, you wore long red and black striped fingerless gloves to finish the outfit off.
"Perfect! What a wonderful outfit!" You muttered to yourself, twirling around slightly. All that had to be done now was your hair. You had beautiful (h/c) hair which you swept into pigtails and held in place using black hair clips and red ribbons to match your dress.
You didn't know whether to wear makeup or not so you spent a couple of minutes debating in your head. In the end, you realised that there was no need. After all, you had no spots and you didn't even know if you were allowed to wear makeup anyway.
Without any further disruption, you set off, not forgetting your bag which you had mercilessly left lying on the floor. You only lived a few minutes away from the academy which meant that you didn't need to ask directions and you knew exactly where you were meant to be going.
"I wonder if I'll make any new friends here..." You thought to yourself as many other similar thoughts simultaneously raced through your mind. Of course you were excited, however, you were also feeling rather nervous about many things. "What if I get lost?" You added to your immense train of thoughts. This was a new school you were talking about and you were obviously experiencing mixed emotions about this.
You were thinking out loud by the time you reached the academy doors. In fact, you walked straight into the academy doors. Ow.
The doors opened and you walked in. Oh great. A staircase. With lots of stairs. Honestly.
You climbed up the stairs cautiously, obviously not wanting to slip. After the last step, your face was sweating a bit but that was probably due to your bag weighing you down. Oh, it was wonderful to know that you would have a locker allocated to you.
Finally you reached the corridors. What a relief. Walking down the corridor, you looked around before noticing that you weren't paying attention as you bumped into someone, causing you both to fall over.
"Sorry!" You exclaimed, looking over at him. He was also looking over at you, glittery-eyed and blushing...
Sorry it's so short!! I promise I will make my next chapter longer than this one :3
For now, just enjoy my awesomeness *hair flip*
Soul Eater characters: You're not as awesome as me!!
Me: ugh *facepalm*
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FanfictionBeautiful hair. Beautiful eyes. Perfect symmetry. You never realised how important this was. Well, that is, until you became a student at the DWMA...