Several of my friends read my Fanfictions and a lot of them read other writings I do for school and when I get bored. One day we were talking and I told them I want to be a part of something so people could write Fanfiction about me. we continued talking and decided that we need Fanfiction about all of us and our crazy group of friends. More talking and somehow I was told that I had to write a Fanfiction about us and put it into the Soul Eater world...I need to learn how to shut up sometimes. So this story will be written mostly for my friends and you guys are welcome to read it if you wish to have some laughs.

Warning: Plenty of cursing and lots of sexual jokes.

Enjoy!

Samantha, known as Sammy to her friends, laid out on the couch in an awkward position. Her head dangled off the edge with her legs resting on the top of the couch and one arm on her stomach while the other laid on the floor. She used her curly long hair as a pillow as she slowly slide herself off of the couch and onto the floor.

"Bored." She groaned until her back hit the ground. "I need to find something to watch." She muttered and grunted while reaching for her remote. The eighteen year old managed to grab the controller and flipped through the channels. Sammy remembered that she was behind several episodes of The Walking Dead and decided that she should catch up before her brothers told her everything that had happen. She was not the biggest fans of spoilers.

Sammy sat up and went to her DVR list, selecting the episode that she was on and she cocked her head during the beginning of the show. She sat in silence, something she doesn't do very often, and stared at the screen. Sammy started making strange noises at one point in the show.

"Daryl!" She cried. "Don't you dare hurt my Daryl!" She shouted at the screen, thankful she was home alone that night. "Quit hitting my baby!" She pointed a finger at the screen and her shouts of anger at the characters soon became a yelp of fear as her arm turned into a double-bladed axe. "What the hell is this!?" Sammy shouted. "Rick, what are you doing!?" She forgot about her arm for a second and turned her attention back to the television screen. When her show went to commercial, she realized she had a story to tell her friends at school tomorrow.

x-x-x

"You're lying." A thin boy named JJ scoffed when Sammy told him the story of what happened to her last night.

"I'm not, my arm seriously turned into an axe!" Sammy exclaimed, her loud voice echoing in the cafeteria.

"You've been watching too much television." Hannah, a girl with red hair stated while flipping through pictures on her phone.

"Or she's been dreaming of going to the DWMA too much." Another one of Sammy's friends, Sheyla said as she sat down at the crowded table.

"Or dreaming of the 'hot' guys that are rumored to go there." A boy named Paul said with a chuckle.

"Ya whore Paul." Sheyla said before taking a bite out of her sandwich.

"What if she actually is a weapon?" Michelle, a very sweet girl with a red bow in her hair, asked.

"Then she should prove it. Turn yourself into an axe and show us that you're not normal." A girl named Kyra said to Sammy.

"She's already not normal." A girl named Haley stated as she watched Michelle steal some cheese from Sammy's salad.

"I love you too." Sammy muttered and slapped Sheyla's hand as she attempted to put a kruton in Sammy's peaches. "Will ya'll quit touching my food!" She snapped.

"Turn into a weapon!" Kyra demanded.

"Fine!" Sammy stuck her arm out and it became the same double-headed blade from last night.

"Holy shit!" Paul cursed.

"What the hell is that!?" JJ asked as he stumbled back.

"Told you." Sammy said and stuck out her tongue.

"That's not fair." Michelle whined. "I wanna be a weapon too."

"Samantha!" A teacher snapped from behind the girl. "Is that a weapon in your hand!?" Sammy turned around and faced the teacher with a smile.

"Do I get in trouble if my hand is the weapon?"

"Principal's office, now!" Sammy looked at her friends and returned her hand back to it's normal shape and stood up.

"She's a weapon?" Sammy heard someone whisper from th table beside her. "That's crazy."

"Welcome to my life." Sammy said to the boy before following the teacher out of the cafeteria.

"Hello there Samantha." A man with a loud voice greeted the girl as she entered the room. "What did you do?"

"Hi Torrance, I showed my friends that I was a weapon." Sammy answered truthfully.

"Well then, that's not something that happens often here." The man said as he spun himself in his chair. "Alright Sammy, I want you to leave this room with a sad face and return to your friends. You can pull a prank on them and say you got a Friday school or something. I'll even give you a paper if you want. But don't worry about being in trouble, just don't go waving your weapon self around the school. Alright?"

"Yes sir, Torrance sir!" Sammy saluted. The girl took in a breath before frowning and walking out of the room, grabbing one of the yellow pages as she walked out.

Sammy had convinced her friends for a good minute that she had gotten into serious trouble and eventually told them the truth. The group cursed at the girl and Sammy laughed as they weren't surprised by Torrance's reaction. Saying that he was a cool man. The lunch bell rang soon after that and the group had to split up with most of them being part of different grade ranges. Sammy had to endure the rest of the day with strange looks and people whispering things behind and in front her, she was not taking it well and decided to rant at the end of the day when the group was at theatre.

"It's like they've never seen a weapon before!" Sammy snapped. "I'm positive most of these people have been outside at least once in there lives and seen the DWMA kids practicing or taking care of kishins in the city." She plopped herself down on the theatre couch.

"Do you think you're going to be sent to the DWMA?" A red-headed girl asked.

"Why would I be, Miriah?" Sammy asked, rolling her head to see the smaller girl.

"You're a weapon, weapons don't stay in normal school." Miriah responded.

"I'm not leaving you guys. If they try to transfer me, I won't go down without a fight." Sammy stated.

"We don't need to see that." JJ stated.

"I will hurt you boy." Sammy threatened and then broke out into laughter.

"Alright guys, we need to get started!" The director, Chris said loudly so the whole theatre troop could hear him.

"Do we have to?" A boy named Ryver asked as he rolled over on the stage. "We could just not." He offered.

"Get off of your ass and let's get this over with." Sammy said, still laying on the couch.

"You get off your ass." Ryver said back.

"I am, but fat people need time to get up. It takes more gravitational force to do so." Sammy said and stood up.

"You're not fat." Haley snapped as she grabbed her script and took her place next to the director as stage manager. Before the troop could even start practicing, a woman with long blonde hair and a clipboard in her hand knocked on the doors.

"I got it." The theatre's producer said and the woman opened the door. "Hello?"

"I'm looking for a Samantha, also known as Sammy." The blonde woman stated.

"Sammy, you've been summoned." The producer said. Sammy looked at her friends before jumping off of the stage and going over to the door.

"What's up?" Sammy asked.

"Congratulations. You've been invited to join the DWMA. I'm Marie and I'll be guiding you to the school and taking you to your new home."

"I'm not going." The girl stated.

"What? I'm sorry, but you can't say no to this. Your parents already agreed to allow you to go." Marie showed Sammy the signature on her clipboard.

"I'm not leaving my friends." Sammy said.

"Sam, you should go. The DWMA would be a great place for you." The producer, Collins, said.

"Not without my friends." Sammy repeated. The girl looked at her friends and back to the woman named Marie. "JJ, Haley, Michelle, Paul, Sheyla, Hannah and Kyra are all weapons and meisters and all deserve the chance to be accepted into the DWMA."

"I'm a meister." JJ stated, quickly catching on to Sammy's game. "I can see the souls of people sometimes." He lied.

"I'm a meister as well." Haley joined in.

"Me too." Paul said.

"I'm a weapon." Michelle said, wanting to be different.

"I'm a weapon." Hannah added.

"I'm a meister." Kyra said.

"I'm a meister." Sheyla was the last one to speak up.

"It's nice to see what you guys are doing, but this-"

"Give them a chance." Sammy interrupted. "Doesn't everyone had a chance to be a part of the Death Weapon Meister Academy?"

"Well...uh.." Sammy smiled when she discovered she had the woman lost for words. "Alright, fine. You all can come to the DWMA. You better pray you're not lying." She sighed and showed the teens out of the room.

"Forgot my shit." Sammy said and rushed back into the room before leaving the building with the others.

And there we go. Chapter one...I hate my friends for this so much. But I hope you enjoyed reading this story...love!