Chapter 2

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"What do you mean virus??" Louis said, still shocked from all of it. It's not like he actually believed when Mark said it was bullshit the government created, he just never thought it would become something so big so fast. Louis thought the news channels were just doing as they always do, exaggerating and making people worried for no reason, besides, it's not every day you get told there is an unknown virus killing millions of people.

"Haven't you seen any of the news channels? I thought it was common knowledge that it's spreading everywhere really quickly, killing a lot of people on its way," Samael calmly says with his eyes glued to the book, "We'll be quarantined, as in staying at home for around 14 days."

"I know what quarantine is!" He said offended that the jerk thinks he doesn't know what quarantine is. His mother used to be a marine rescue worker before she got married to Mark. Jay used to take him there sometimes, he loved it. There was a place where the new animals stayed quarantined to adapt to the place since it was a scary experience for them. Samael apparently didn't believe in him, he raised an eyebrow in a way that made Louis uncomfortable. "How the fuck are you so calm!?" Louis says almost screaming, trying to change the subject, but it was horrific to consider the possibility that he would be stuck with the idiot even for a short period of time. Although they haven't even known each other a day, Louis knows he isn't good news. How does someone keep such a calm attitude about a deadly disease but get so upset about having a roommate? Rich people need to rethink their priorities.

Thankfully, that won't be Louis' problem much longer, since his mom certainly won't prevent him from going home. There's no way she would let him remain at this school for so long. It might not matter to Mark, but to his mother it does, not to mention his sisters, who are likely to be very concerned. Even if quarantine is 14 days, she wouldn't let Louis stay with a stranger (let alone very annoying), in a new school and away from her. Jay has always been the protective type with all of them, sometimes even a little too much. But it showed she cared a lot.

"It's not like I can do anything, the virus has a life of its own. I'm not a scientist or a doctor, I can't create the vaccine, so," The dumbass shrugs, "Earth had worsts virus anyways, the Black Plague, Marburg, Ebola, HIV," he counted on his fingers, marking the page he was on with his index on his other hand, "and many others that we still don't have a vaccine for it. People will die, it's normal for a virus but if everyone stays in quarantine the virus will end in a," he snapped his finger, "Besides, it's not like I'm going to hate being alone in here again," Samael puts his book so he could pay closer attention to the boy. As he eyes him closely, the bumptious boy asks "You're going home, right?"

"Yes, yes I will," Louis said, trying to sound confident even though he wasn't too sure anymore. "My mum probably wouldn't want me to live with a person I don't even know the name of anyway." That was a lie. He did know the boy's name. Louis just thinks it's weird to simply call him by his name considering Samael never said it. The boy might think Louis is stalking him, which he doesn't judge as he would think the same.

Raising his eyebrow, he awaits the idiot to say his name. But the douchebag grew quiet after that but continued to stare. Great, he'll need more insulting names for the rich since he's running out of it and the richling doesn't seem to be willing to give his name anytime soon.

Sighing, he walks towards the fridge. Glancing at the clock, Louis noticed that it was already 5 p.m. Although he has only been here for less than a day, it seems like he has lived here forever.

Louis is getting hungry, however, he is not the best cook. He might be able to order food from the fast-food restaurants or in the little village close to the school that he saw on his way here. Louis might be able to go since it's not very likely to close. Or at least he doesn't think so.

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