"Maka! Where's my sheet music?" Soul called from his room. The room had been turned upside-down in his tafuta for the scraps of paper he'd written his new song on.

"What does it look like?" Maka asked, peeking her head into the doorway. A few makala of clothing were thrown into her face as Soul searched frantically in his closet.

"Scraps of paper, napkins, paper bags, all with muziki written on them!" he answered angrily. He gingerly picked up a moldy sandwich, sandwichi from within the black hole he called a closet. "Found my snack from last week…"

Maka rolled her eyes at him. He'd thrown a hissy-fit...

I woke up to the sun light shining on my eyes, today I was suposed to songesha in with her dad today, I was FINALLY getting out of that stupid private school for meister girls! The only thing I was going to miss was Nana! She's - au was my weapon that I had turned into a death syth when she was only 5!
The real reason why I'm leaving is because they found weapon blood in me, and I can't really attend the school now because they don't know my mother! But neither do I...!
Anyway, I had everything packed and ready... I now just needed to make it to the.... OH DAMNIT!! IT'S 9:19!!! I need to get there...

"Umm... who are you...?" I asked, but then he threw his head back and laughed a very anoying and bold laugh "I'm the great Black Star!" He alisema with he mouth wide open.
'Uh, wewe don't need to shout...!' I thought in a cocky voice.
"Um, I'm Mizumi Stein...! I just got here...!" I alisema with an eyebrow raised in confusion, "Nice to meet wewe Black Star...!" I alisema slowly. This kid is weird...!
"BLACK STAR! WHAT DID wewe DO!?" Shouted a girl with a long gppony, pony tail and had a dress with a nyota on her chest.
"Oh, hujambo Tsubaki...! I was just practicing with Hiro!"
"WHY DO wewe KEEP DOING THIS BLACK STAR!?...