Black and White ✘ Black Butler

Chapter 9

                An entire two weeks have passed since the entire incident of that night. Though it all, I've been keeping my distance from Sebastian. Apparently, he's been doing the same; well, look at what a good butler he is now. Fortunately, it hasn't gotten anyone's attention.

Just as the sun rises from the horizon, I manage to wake up and hop out of bed. After doing my morning stretches I check the time. 5:30 a.m.; I woke up fairly early. While still in my pajamas, I make my way towards the kitchen, so I can get something to eat. My stomach has been practically eating my insides ever since I woke up. Though it may surprise others, I do know how to cook; Brad taught me at a young age. I push open the kitchen door and enter the room, and I immediately begin making some scrambled eggs for myself. As I make my breakfast, I pay very little attention to my surroundings until I jump at the sound of the door squeaking open. I turn and notice Brad walking into the kitchen, fully clothed in his every day attire.

"Oh, you're up," Brad says. He fixes his bed hair and walks towards the fridge to get some juice.

"Yea; I... couldn't sleep so I figured that I make myself breakfast since I was already up."

"Why didn't you just let Sebastian make you something?"

I bite my lip and stay quiet; then I say, "Well I didn't want to bother him with something I could already do myself. Plus, I think he's asleep."

"Alright then; if you need anything, I'll be in my room."

"Ok; thank you, Brad." He exits the room, and I finish cooking my breakfast. I put the cooked eggs in a plate and grab a cup of orange juice, and I take my food to a table placed right next to a large window. I take my seat and start eating my breakfast.

As I eat, I quickly notice how quiet and peaceful the entire mansion. It's never been like this. There is always some kind of ruckus going on in. I should wake up earlier more often. I sigh then look out the window to be met with a cloudy atmosphere.; it looks like it might rain. With that, I finish up my breakfast. I put the plate in the sink and head back to my room.

After entering my room, I turn on my TV, to provide some sound in this utter silence, and head to my closet. I change into a gray tank top, grey jean, black combat boots, and a blue hoodie in case it actually did start to rain. I comb my hair and apply some make up onto my pale face. When I finish, I lay in my bed and watch some TV to help pass the time.

By the time it was 7:30, I was already out the front door with my school bag already strapped on my back and cellphone in my front pocket. A cold gush of wind hits me in my face as I walk to school. This has been my normal routine ever since that night two weeks ago, since I started avoiding Sebastian.

I make it to school with time to spare. As I approach the front steps of the school, I can see the figures of both Bell and Edward. I grip the bag's strap tighter. They've never been this early to class before. I was really hoping to avoid some confrontation with them at this time; I didn't want them to see me walking to school. I knew questions would stir. With that, they turn to face me and wave at my direction. I wave back and meet them at the steps.

"C.L.; did you walk today?" Bell asks.

"Uh, y-yes," I reply. This is exactly what I was hoping to avoid.

"Why?"

"Oh I just thought I do something different for a change." Fortunately, they'll gullible enough to believe me.