Fandom High (Creepypasta/ Hetalia/ Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji)/ OHSHC fanfic)

Chapter 10: Secrets And Lies Are Revealed

*Alfred's POV*

I already knew who did this. Laurel, the back stabbing bitch! She doesn't realise who's lives she's ruining. How can someone be so inconsiderate?! This is it, I have had enough of her!

I storm up to her, without warning. She was sitting beside two of our classmates, Alois and Claude. I didn't care about making a scene, I only cared about two things now. Arthur and Raven, anyone else can stand aside.

"What the hell gives you a right?!" I barked at her. She looks up at me, confused. "And don't try to act dumb!"

"What are you talking about? Yesterday, I had nothing to do with." I told him.

"You don't read the newspaper, do you?" I asked. "Let me guess, too many words?" I grabbed the newspaper from some random person and slammed it down in front of her.

She looked at it, her eyes wide with shock, same as Alois, and Claude, Claude just stared. That's when reality caved into her mind. "Wait, you think I did this?"

"Who else would want to hurt Raven?!" I replied.

"I don't want to hurt her! She's like my sister, her and Mali! My friends are the closest thing to family I got! Since my brother doesn't give any fucks about me!" She shouted.

"Maybe it's because he's got whore of a sister!" I blurted out. She was taken a back of what I just said. And as soon as I said it, I regretted it. "Laurel I'm-*" She stormed off, followed by Alois. Claude just stayed there, and continued to eat with his thoughts. Not only has these scandals gone too far, but maybe I've stepped in it as well.

*Laurel's POV*

I was running down the halls, to find a quiet spot to breathe. I was crying so hard I couldn't catch a breath. I'm not what everyone believes I am. I put on a pretty face, and a cocky attitude, but the truth is, I'm just like everyone else. I feel bad for tearing Mali's sketch book, I feel bad for everything. If I could take it back I would, but not everything is possible.

And everybody may think I'm a whore and slut, but the truth is, I don't let anybody get past my lips. I don't even know how to french kiss. If anybody knew that, my popularity would land in the sub-basement.

I finally sat down on a bench, just outside the cafeteria doors. I realised Alois had been chasing me since I stormed out. He sat down beside me and rubbed my back as I cried out. In one week, I went from being popular and hated my classmates, to losing anything I gained in this short amount of time.

"Hey Laurel?" Alois said, quietly.

I sat up and tried to regain some dignity. "Yeah?"

"I think you should know, I took that picture of Raven and Alfred." Alois admitted.

I slowly turned my head and glared at him. "Alois Trancy!" I snapped.

"I didn't turn it into the newspaper committee, I got it so you would know Raven was okay." He continued.

"Do you usually watch her sleep?" I asked.

"I'll answer that later. I just need to tell you that someone stole my phone when I was flirting with Hannah."

"Take a step back, what made you stop flirting with Hannah?" I asked.

"Jane the killer. She came up behind me and slapped me."

"Let me guess, your phone was in your booty short back pocket." He nodded. Now everything makes sense. Jane took his phone, and sent the image to the press. Then framed me because I kicked their asses. "So you took a photo to reassure me everything was okay, but ended up getting screwed by the three stooges."