Hey guys! Now that school has started back up for me, I decided I'd make a high school AU! I hope you guys like it! :D Review, follow, or favourite and I'll give you a shout-out in the next chapter! x3

Maka sighed as she walked to her locker from language class. Her head was swimming with the horrid news that she had just received from her teacher. At first when he announced that everybody would be doing a project worth thirty percent of their grade, she was nearly on the edge of her seat, she was so excited! But when he started announcing the partners, well...Let's just say that "happy" was one word that couldn't be used to describe her at the moment. She stormed to her locker and viciously spun the lock on it until it released and the locker opened. Maka sighed as she peered into the little magnet mirror on the inside door when she saw Soul Eater's smug look on his face. "Excited for the project, pigtails?" he teased. Maka just groaned and banged her head on the locker door.

Maka watched as the obnoxious albino walked away, his shoulders hunched and his backpack slung over one shoulder. He thinks he's so cool...she thought, tightening her small fists. She shoved her books into her locker and slammed the door so she wouldn't miss the bus back home. She walked down the endless hallways, people pooling out of classrooms to meet up with their buddies. Usually people already had cars in high school, but Maka was forced to take the cramped, overpopulated, full-of-screaming-kids bus. As she boarded this torture vehicle, she stared out the window as the memory of her language teacher's terrible announcement came back into mind.

"Class, I have some exciting news!" the teacher clapped his hands together and grinned. Maka lifted her head up higher than usual, and stared at him intently.

"You'll be getting into pairs and completing a project worth thirty percent of your grade!" he smiled at them all as if this was something to just beam over. The class groaned simultaneously, while Maka started forming a list of possible partners in her head. Well, Liz is pretty smart, but she couldn't study if she was paid...Oh! What about Kim? Or even Death the Kid? He's more of a social studies person, but I'd be willing to- Her thoughts were interrupted by one final remark from the teacher.

"Oh, and I'll be choosing your partners," he said. Maka's heart sunk in her chest and she slid down in her chair and blew at her bangs in utter disgust. Her mental list was just torn to shreds right before her very eyes-how dare he! As he began listing off their fated partners, Maka stayed on the edge of her seat, listening for her name and crossing her fingers that it would at least be Jackie.

"Alright, next we have Maka..." he paused and waited for Maka's reaction. Her eyes widened and she crossed her fingers in hope that Jackie would-

"And Soul." Maka saw her life flash before her eyes. She could have cried out "NOOO!" and fell to the floor in a heap of despair and tears, but that would've been childish. Instead, she slammed her head down on the desk and peeked through her fingers at Soul smirking like a complete bastard. When the bell finally sounded, she picked her things up and stormed out of the room, Soul trailing her.

Maka sighed and turned away from the window to stare at her shoes instead. There were so many different thoughts consuming her brain capacity that she was starting to get a headache. The eager thoughts gnawed and chewed up her brains until she worried that she was literally losing brain cells. Usually in a situation like this, she would-Oh yeah, she's never been in a situation like this. My bad.

Maka didn't used to have a problem with the boy they called Soul Eater. But the second they entered high school, it was like he went from a sort-of-jackass to a major I-WANT-TO-KILL-YOU-YOU'RE-SO-ANNOYING. The thing is, Maka and Soul used to date. They were the sweethearts of middle school; that couple that everybody thought was literally going to get married someday. Although she always thought that'd be nice, there was a part of her that could see how Soul was changing...and not for the better...He ended up breaking up with her after being pressured by his no-good friends that were just trying to turn him into a gangster.

So now can you see how this could be hard for someone? Especially since Maka was so torn apart by it and the whole thing only happened about THREE WEEKS AGO! Maka face-palmed at her own misfortune and sighed through her hands. She was obviously going to have to be the mature one here. And she would do ANYTHING to get a good grade in that class, especially because she nearly bombed the last test. Earlier in class, the teacher handed a sheet of paper to each of the students and at the top of that paper was a typed paragraph entitled Expectations and Procedures. She skimmed through it again.

It read: Students are required to choose one of the mythological creatures we read about in Chapter Seven: Mythology. They must work with their partner to research, study, and type a report on the creature. It is up to the students to arrange meetings outside the classroom, for we will not be working on the project in class very often. You will, however, be given two days in the computer labs to type your report, if not already done so by then. A slide show would be a great way to boost your grade, but it is not required and could be replaced with a poster board instead.

Maka sighed at the "arrange meetings outside the classroom" part and looked out the window again. She tried to imagine what it would be like to be in Soul's house again, working on the project together and eating some weird thing his mom cooked up. But in that thought bubble, Soul and Maka were smiling and laughing instead of being mean and annoyed with the other. Maka frowned as a tear tried to push its way from her eye.

Soul smirked at his reflection in the rear-view mirror of his Chevy Corvette, thinking about that chick who asked him out just a few minutes ago. He declined, of course, because if he didn't, then what would make him so cool? His car? His clothes? His attitude? That was all nothing compared to how he was always single, yet always getting laid. As a boy at the age of seventeen, Soul didn't want to have to commit to any girl who just wanted to follow him around like his own personal fangirl. As soon as he got a girlfriend, he wouldn't be able to have fun anymore, so he stayed single.

Soul's mind drifted back to the project he was assigned with a certain blonde nerd. He rolled his eyes at how pathetically thwarted Maka acted when the teacher announced them to be partners. He figured if anything, Maka would be jumping for joy at having being picked as his partner. Anybody else would. He knew that pigtails would make him partake in the whole project too, since she was always nagging him about learning to work as a team and being involved in his school work and blah, blah, blah. Soul was too cool for school work.

Soul was too cool for anything.

When Maka got home, she flopped on her bed and stared at the little plastic, glow-in-the-dark stars on her ceiling. She picked up her phone and dialed Soul's phone number, since she had it memorized and was never going to forget it at this point. It took some courage to finally man up and press the "send" button, but when she did, it only rang twice when Soul picked up.

"Hello?" he asked in that lazy voice of his.

"Soul!" Maka said, sounding more anxious than she wanted to be.

"Who is this?" he asked. Maka rolled her eyes at the obvious fact that he was pretending not to know her.

"Pigtails, ya dipshit," Maka answered, smirking. Soul rolled his eyes at his failed attempt to pretend like he didn't memorize her number forever ago.

"Oh, hi," he said. "Whatcha need?" Maka mentally face-palmed at his stupidity and replied, "We're doing a project together, idiot, so we're going to have to schedule some days for you to-"

"Yeah, yeah. I can drive you home from school tomorrow and we can work on it then," Soul interrupted. Maka blinked and the stuttered a bit.

"O-Okay then. See you tomorrow, I guess," she answered, and Soul hung up without saying good-bye. Maka closed her phone and sat on the edge of her bed, her legs dangling down. She sighed as she remembered the day when Soul was driving her home and he asked her to see if there was something he dropped at her feet just so she would put her head down and Soul could drive by his friends without being seen with her...She knew that was his purpose because the item he asked her to retrieve was right in his lap.

And Maka knew then, that the relationship was over.

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