Falling for the Ghost Boy

TWO - Raven Knight Cathedral Academy

//Raven Knight Cathedral Academy//

“So, this is the academy you were talking about?” I asked Kyle. Yes, I am in first-name basis with him already. I know.

“Yes, remember the name?” He asked me, with a raise in his eyebrows.

“Raven Knight Cathedral Academy, wasn’t it?” I asked him, for conviction.

“Ah, as expected from the Black Cross Psycho,” He replied while smiling, and then, turned his back to me. I flinched at the well-known moniker given to me. It’s not like I like it.

“Don’t call me that.” I murmured softly.

“Excuse me?” He asked, as he turned back to me.

“Nothing,” I shook my head.

He stared at me for a while with a blank face and then, smiled showing off his dimples again. “Okay, then.”

We walked silently for a few minutes until Meir, the butler, broke it off. “I beg your pardon, Master Kyle, but I am afraid this is the boundary. If we go more, we would be taken in for questioning.”

Kyle shook his head in agreement. He looked at me, then, scanning my whole body. I felt being eye-raped, so I covered my upper body region with my arms. He chortled at that reaction.

“What’s Meir talking about?” I asked Kyle, frowning.

“You are bound to find out soon.” He ordered, “Now, to assure safety, strip.”

My eyes bulged at the last word he uttered. “Pardon?”

“I said, strip,” He repeated.

The words processed in my mind for a while till I stuttered, “W-what are you implying?”

He sighed and placed his index finger and thumb on his head. He looked at Meir and ordered him, “Meir, you do it, instead.”

“But sir-”

“Hurry.”

Thus, Kyle left.

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“You could have just told me, Kyle,” I groaned as I cut another piece of my hair.

“Alright, fine, I’m sorry. Happy now?” He whined.

I shook my head, “Why should I be? Now, tell me why I am attending an all boys school.”

“Because it will guarantee more on your protection,” He simply replied.

I rolled my eyes, as I checked out whether my hair does look like a boy’s hair, “That explains nothing.”

“It does.” He turned to Meir and asked, “Aren’t I right, Meir?”

“Of course, Master.”

I swayed my body to the left and looked at the mirror once more. Do I really look that much non-feminine? I sighed again for the umpteenth time. I have such a flat chest.

“How do I fake my identity, then?” I asked Kyle.

“Easy.” He snapped his fingers. “Meir.”

Meir nodded and took out a registration form and then, handed out to me.

“Skye Charles? What kind of name is that? I have an unique name called Sophia, you know!” I complained.