There weren't many things that spiked Alois Trancy's interests.
Sure, he was rich, popular and the star player on the football team, but he wanted more than that. He got easily bored of things. Perhaps it was because things were given too easy to him. If he wanted something, he would get it. Other people had to work for things if they wanted something, but Alois didn't have to.
He was popular with girls too.
Girls threw themselves at him, like he was some sort of celebrity. Honestly it was annoying. They only liked him for his looks, money and popularity. Alois knew himself he had a wicked personality, but they didn't. It wasn't like they cared though. That made Alois dislike them. Guys were the same exact way, too. Even the teachers treated him like he was a god. He was tired of it, he didn't want this special treatment anymore. It was getting boring to him.
Although, there was only one person who treated him cruelly, ignored him and rolled their eyes at Alois.
Ciel Phantomhive.
Now, this guy wasn't tough as shit, he wasn't popular, or rich. He did have enough money to get some things he wanted, but he was a giant nerd. He always got A's, 100s, the highest grades you can imagine. It was a shame too, he had a really nice appearance behind those thick glasses and rude attitude. Ciel would make fun of him, nag at him and didn't even care that he was rich, popular or good-looking.
Alois liked that.
"Ciel! Are you even listening to me?" Lizzie's voice reached Alois' ears as he shut his locker, grabbing his gym back and turning to where her voice was coming from. She was Ciel's childhood friend. She was always with him too. She had a lot of guys after her, she was cute and smart so Alois could see why. Even so, she always stood by Ciel wherever he went.
"Sure I am."
"You are not! Your nose has been in that book for the past ten minutes!"
"Is that so?"
Lizzie stomped her foot on the ground and flipped her pigtail off her shoulder, "I said that I'm going to class, are you coming?" Ciel waved a hand, "I'll be there in a little, go on without me." Lizzie sighed as she trotted off, swinging her bag over her shoulder.
Ciel put the book in his bag as he walked to his locker and got out his textbooks. He put the ones he didn't need back in his locker and cleaned the smudges off his glasses with his shirt.
"Hey sugarplum."
Ciel peeked over his locker door to see no other than, Alois Trancy.
"What the bloody hell do you want?" Ciel spat out, shutting his locker door. "Nothin' really. Just wanted to see your pretty face. Is that so bad?" Alois grinned as he leaned closer to him. Ciel backed away and rolled his eyes, "Yes it is a bad thing. I do not wish for your company," he said as he turned the dial on his locker and began to walk away.
"That's a nice textbook you've got there."
"What?"
"Uh-- Shit no I mean-" Alois stumbled over his words as he rubbed the back of his neck. What the hell was he doing? He always knew what to say. Nice textbook? Was he a joke?
"Hey Ciel, do you know you smell dang good?"
Ciel raised a brow, "I beg your pardon?" Alois shook his hands, biting his lip and laughing, "I mean it's not like I sniff your neck or anything, it's just sometimes when you throw your jacket over your chair I can smell it because I sit behind you."
"How repulsive."
Alois mentally face palmed.
"Oh wow! Would you look at that, my class is starting in five minutes I should go-" Alois began to ran away, but he was interrupted when he slipped and fell flat on his face. Ciel walked over to him and laughed, his eyes watering, "Oh my god, you look ridiculous!" He wiped his eyes as he walked to his class, leaving Alois in the dust.
At least he got him to laugh.
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Historia Cortao h go d why did i wri t e this, ok so basically this is for my biffle ari, ilu man shoutout to u for bein the mvp ♥ this is set in like a highschool setting and ya so no one is a demon and all that jazz lmao. um alois is the jock??? and ciel is the...