The Prince and His Pauper

Chapter 5: The Prince at Home

"Are you going to tell me now, Antonio?!" Leo asks again for the fiftieth time.

"Yes! I'll tell you now! God, when did you became so desperate?" I shout once we finally entered my spacious room.

After we endured through the long hours of school and waited until everyone has left the campus, Sebastian finally drove us home where Leo and I immediately head straight to my room to cool down for awhile. However, Leo has not stopped demanding me to continue where I left off at lunch hour.

"Shut up! Just tell me about that new kid already! I'm dying to know!" Leo begs and jumps onto me, landing on my stomach.

"Leo! Give me one minute to enjoy being away from that school. I'll tell you over tea." I chuckle from his childish behavior and ruffle his hair.

"But, that's not for another hour!" Leo complains. "I want to know now! Do you have any idea how frustrating it was to pretend to be interested in those girls' conversations?!"

"Try pretending that your 'best friend' is your best friend and knows everything about you." I retort, rolling my eyes at him.

"Yeah, at least you're not surrounded by girls! I don't even have a guy friend!" Leo shouts and instantly sits up. He crosses his arms and narrows his eyes, anger clearly shown in them.

"I know, I'm sorry. We both have unwanted company." I apologize. Leo's posture relaxes and the anger he had fades away. "I'll tell you, but not here. Come on."

With that, I get out of bed and head toward my door with Leo following me suit. My brother and I left my room and walked outside to the gardens until I found the large gazebo in the middle of the grassy field. The gazebo was built for my mother to entertain her guests while my brother and I are away at school or out of the house in general. However, I never seen her using it so I use it whenever I want to talk or eat with my brother.

"So? What's his name?" Leo asks, sitting directly in front of me.

"His name is Cassiel Fairbairn." I answer, his blue eyes coming to mind. I never seen eyes like his. . . So blue and filled with-

"Really? His name is Castiel?" Leo questions while he tilts his head a little.

"No, not Castiel. Cassiel." I correct him. What was I thinking earlier? His eyes! There was something inside them. . . But I can't put my finger on it. . .

"Different spelling, same origin. You have a friend who's named after an angel." Leo declares.

"He's not my friend. At least, currently we're not. Or ever will be." I admit.

"Why do you say it like that?" Leo inquires.

"Like what?" I question, befuddled.

"Like you and that Cassiel boy are never going to cross paths again?" Leo explains.

"Because of my so called friends. If I brought him into their gilded clique, they'll torment him and I don't want to him to go through that." I rationalize.

Leo sighs and nods in understanding. "I see. Tell me more about him. How does he look like?"

"He's short, about two inches shorter than you. Light brown mixed with blonde hair, fair skin, and the bluest eyes you've ever seen. They're a dark blue color, almost sapphire blue." I describe, the image of Cassiel's face looking up at me when I saved him. He looked so confused and. . . Kind of adorable. . . Especially when he blushes. . .

"Antonio!!!!" Leo screams right in my ear, effectively causing me to jump out of my chair.

"You scared me! Why did you do that?!" I demand as soon as my heartbeat had calmed down to their normal pace.