Mr. Phantomhive(Sebaciel Yaoi/ Teacher AU)

Chapter 26 (Sebastian) - Ugh

- Ugh -

Hey, does your butt hurt?

I send the text to Ciel, staring at my teacher uninterestedly. I still haven't bothered to learn her name, I just call her Ms. A.

No, but I bet yours does you bottom ass bitch.

I squint at my phone, nodding my head when I realize my mistake.

I sent it to Claude.

Sighing, I close my eyes and put my head down. I'm so done with his shit.

One of these days, I will hire someone to impale him with...something. A sword, maybe.

Jesus Christ I want some food.

The bell rings and I leave third period, gliding down the hallways to Ciel's classroom because I am literally the best person I know. Walking through the door, my eyes land on my boyfriend and I smile on the inside because I have a reputation to uphold.

My reputation of being the swaggiest swag that ever swagged.

I notice Ash give Ciel a strange look as he takes in his outfit, consisting of a black turtleneck, black slacks, and a shiny pair of black shoes.

Yes, that is my boyfriend - my tiny noodle of darkness.

With glasses on in an attempt to hide the dark circles under his eyes from a lack of sleep.

...Ten out of ten would smash again.

"Good afternoon, class. How are we all doing today?"

A chorus of voices erupts from my classmates, a few returning the greeting. I grin at him while he answers smoothly, saying that he had a wonderful evening grading all of our papers which earns a collective groan.

"And so, I am proud to announce that the class average waaaaaas..." He makes sure he has everyone's attention before saying -

"Awful. We had a class average of sixty seven percent, which would have been even lower if not for Will's grade of ninety two. I'm very disappointed in all of you - for all the time I spend trying to burn this in your brains, you still manage to scrape by with a grade just above an F. I'm not sure if it's because you're not paying attention - actually yes I do, I know you're not - but I am not sad to say that I will be making phone calls to your parents. I've sent the emails and the report cards have been mailed, so I do hope that you have a fantastic day after school. Honestly, having to call a bunch of seniors' parents....idiotic."

After that he spins around and starts angrily writing on the blackboard so violently that I'm surprised that he doesn't snap the chalk in half.

I'm also quite surprised that he's moving around so...gracefully.

If you get what I'm sayin'.

"You're making an ugly face, well, uglier."

A folded piece of paper is rudely placed on my desk and I glare daggers at that stupid marshmallows back. Scowling, I unfold the paper and read Ciel's messy scrawl;