Do It Like A Dude (SebaCiel Highschool AU)

Chapter 2 (Ciel)

- The Best Debut -

It's safe to say that I've never gone through this much stress in my entire life - and I've cried for hours because something didn't go my way in an anime I was watching.

For example, those certain characters that you love to hate because they try to fucking sink your ship.

Like, we get it - you're pretty. Now go ice skate your ass off a cliff and get out of the damn way already, geez.

"Elizabeth, Mey," They both turn their attention to me and I take it as a signal to continue.

"It's almost time - and as much as I regret my decision to do this - don't you think we should get going? I've been in your room forever, binge-watched all eleven episodes of this fresh hell on your TV, and I'm no longer in a good mood."

"Fresh hell?!" She leans back as if I've just insulted her, not the show.

"Mhmm. I only agreed to watching it because you said there were 'homosexual undertones', but I'll be damned if you consider those undertones. That whole thing was literally one of the gayest things I have ever seen - I'm just waiting for them to bang on the ice and get stuck to it, you know? Kind of like when you stick your tongue to a cold pole."

"Um, they are undertones." Mey chimes in with a raised finger. "There is absolutely nothing sexual about -"

"Right. Because no one saw that guy have an orgasm when he was done skating. Totally. And there was obviously no kissing, obviously no kind of engagement, obviously no HALF NAKED POLE DANCING, AND CERTAINLY NO 'HEY LET ME BE YOUR COACH AND ASK TO SLEEP WITH YOU, SLEEP ON YOU, KISS YOU, MAKE YOU CRY, GET REALLY CLOSE TO YOUR FACE WITH HOODED EYES, AND BE PERPETUALLY NAKED AROUND YOU, 'KAY? DEAL OR NO DEAL?'"

....

"Okay so maybe they're not undertones."

Damn straight they're not.

"Now that you're done with your...rant - how do your ears feel?"

I take a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down, then reach up and lightly run my fingers over the small blue studs in my earlobes. Not gonna lie, I cried a little bit. It hurt, alright? That is the only thing on my body that will ever be pierced, and I am more than okay with that.

I tell them both that I'm fine and get off the bed, stretching and popping my back and sighing at the feeling. Earlier, I asked them both if it was okay if Gregory could come and they said it was fine, as long as I didn't make anyone think that me and him were an item because it would ruin the whole purpose of the evening.

As if I didn't know that.

I call him and let him know that we'll be there in half an hour, so he should get ready.

"Ooooooo-kay. Everything's on track, right? My hair's cut, ears are pierced, for some reason I got a manicure, and I'm dressed and ready to impress."

Now all I need is some self confidence.

And probably an insurance policy in case he decides to smash my face in for coming onto him.