Soul's POV
Maka avoids my gaze as I try to figure out who she liked. He must be pretty cool, to have her like him. She deserves a cool person. "So, Soul," Liz the fangirl smiles like the Cheshire cat, "truth or dare?" I know that its more dangerous to go with dare. "Truth." "Is the girl you like/love in this room?" I blush slightly, then mentally slap myself. "Y-yes, but she's out of my league, and she'd never like me back." I decide to start being evil as well, and ask, "Hey, Kid, who do you like as more than a friend?" He mumbles back, (I ship Crona and Kid. Crona as a girl. If that's not your ship, I'm sorry. But I personally ship that.) "Crona." Crona starts blushing, and surprisingly, she actually does know how to deal with this. "I like you too," she whispers in a voice softer than anyone can hear. Well, that's a relief off of my shoulders. If Kid doesn't like her, and Blackstar doesn't, who does Maka like? I start hoping, hoping that I was the one that she liked. Liz stomps over to Maka and me, frustrated at something. She takes both of us by the shoulders and makes us look at her.
"Dare or dare?" She asks. "Umh, dare?" We question back. "OKAY, I DARE BOTH OF YOU, TO CONFESS EXACTLY HOW YOU FEEL TO EACH OTHER." What the shinigami? "Wh-what?" We stammer out, blushing. "Now." We both turn to each other and say it at exactly the same time: "I'm in love with you."