Old Scars, New Feelings (ON HOLD)

Kitten?

--Sebastian's POV--

It was quite interesting to learn that Allana could speak Spanish. I'll have to see just how well she knows the language. I was brought out of my train of thought when I heard Allana. "May I go to the restroom?"

I turned aaway from the board and looked in the corner by the window where she was sitting. I don't know why she chose to sit there, but it is her choice. She wasn't looking at me and she was using the brim of her hat to cover her eyes. I smelled something different in the air as well. It smelled like salt water. Is Allana crying? What happened?  "Yes you may. I shall write you a hall pass."

As she walks to the front she keeps her head down and drops a crumpled paper ball in the recycling bin when she's at the door. I glance at the paper and go back to writing on the board about verbs and nouns. A couple students ask questions and others are falling asleep. When Allana comes back she looks better as she sits back in her seat. She's been gone for about five minutes. 

I glanced over at Grell and saw he was writing quite diligently. How amusing. A reaper participating in human education.

___Time skip___

As the class exits the room Grell runs up to Allana and they walk out together. When everyone is gone I walk over to the recycling and grab the note Allana dropped. I'm not usually one to snoop through a lady's personal affairs, but this note seemed to effect her quite deeply. I carefully open it and read the contents.

If u dont want anyone to figur out what realy happened 2 ur parents, u beter stay away from mr M. after al y would he even care 4 such a disgusting freak like u. No 1 cares about u so u should just drop dead u slut.

To say I was utterly disgusted was an understatement. What a dreadfully written letter. I crumpled the paper back up and burnt it to dust in my hand. I do believe they don't truly know what happened and are making empty threats. Even so that letter had a great impact on Allana, and the person must know it had. I sighed and sat down at my desk to grade papers from my previous classes.

 I had a free block and I could use it to think on how I can assure to keep Allana safe until I can secure her soul. Although...I'm not entirely sure it's just her soul I'm after anymore. A smirk spread across my face at the thought. "It seems, my dear kitten, that you have me feeling things I have never quite felt before."

I could feel my eyes flash their demonic fuschia color as I thought about what Allana is making me feel for her. I began to grade the papers as I shooed the thoughts away, at least for now. Although I must admit, it isn't all that bad. Even so she will be mine, one way or the other.

--Allana's POV--

After stopping at my locker to grab my violin I took Grell to gym and headed to the music room. When I walked in the room it was empty except for the piano and chairs, along with the desk that the teacher would sit at. I took my seat in the back and noticed I was the last person here as I looked around. I set my case on the floor and got my violin out of it.

Everyone was talking loudly as they usually are. They've gone through three teachers with their behavior. When I straightened up in my seat the door opened and Claude stepped into the room.Everyone immediately went quiet as their attention went to the new teacher.

He looked around the room standing at the door with his usual stoic expression. After a moment he walked over to the front of the room to the piano in the front and picked up the roll book. "I will call your name and you will speak loudly and clearly. Have I made myself understood?"