I hate that I love you

1 - Sebastian's POV

This is my friend's take on chapter one, again; Warnings for swearing, discriminatory language and violence
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School! One of the many reasons I want to kick someone in the face with my Doc Martins. See, I'm not exactly school's biggest fan, and I'm certainly not a fan of the people there. If it's not the annoying, snivelling twits that stand in my way, it's those ratchet girls who try to flirt and act all cutesy. I find both disgusting, especially the girls! See, no one really knows this, but I'm hella gay. But, if word got out that the toughest guy in school was a nancy boy, I don't think people would see me as so tough anymore. So, I will keep myself hidden till I can finally get out of this place.

I was just walking down the corridor going about my daily business, ramming the twits into lockers and baring with the hoes. I was so bored, there's only one boy in this school that actually entertains me, and that's Ciel Phantomhive. Or, as I like to call him, Faggothive. See, I know he has a thing for me. It's literally the most obvious thing. He doesn't even bother to deny it, and I see the way he looks at me when I turn up ten minutes late for English. It's weird, but it's also quite alluring. The way his big, bright blue eye connects with my crimson red ones. It almost makes me weak. Almost.

'Yo, yo Sebs! You good bro?' Called one of my lackies, Ash Landers. Instantly snapping me out of my daydream.

'Yeah bruh. I'm good. Just thinking about who's gonna get a booting in English, the teacher or blind boy' I jeered back.

'Obviously it's gonna be Phantomfreak. Mate, teach would kill you if you went anywhere near him'

'Yeah, I guess so. Faggothive it is' I said as I cracked my knuckles, brooding with masculinity. I swear I heard about five different girls swoon, disgusting...

As Ash was about to reply I heard the bell ring for first period. 'English... fuck...' I whispered as I stepped out of registration. But, instead of walking to class, I walked outside and sat on the steps outside school, just enjoying the time I had to myself. I pulled a packet of cigarettes and a lighter out my bag and started smoking one. I know, I know. I'll get lung cancer and die or something(!) It's not like anyone would miss me. In fact, I think people would actually celebrate if I were dead. Not like I care anyways. I hate people, and people hate me. That's life.

Oh, in case you hadn't figured it out yet, I'm Sebastian. Sebastian Michaelis. I'm not exactly the best kid in school, but I'm the best freaking kid in school. And no one can deny that, fucking fight me otherwise. Anyways, yes. Im Sebastian Michaelis, hella gay, six foot something worldwide handsome. If I was another gay boy I'd probably fall for myself, despite not being that good a charmer.

After my ten to twenty minute, much needed break from society was over, I slipped the cigarettes and lighter back into my bag and walks back into school. I strolled down the corridor as slowly as possible and met my lackies along the way. I say lackies, because I have no time for friends. Everyone leaves sooner or later so why bother making friends? I don't see the point.

Once we FINALLY strolled into class, I looked around and locked eyes with Ciel, and my knees almost went numb. I saw a shiver go down his spine and I gave my signature smirk in his direction, making several girls swoon, and the rest whispering in jealousy. Ugh, hoes. I walked past Ciel and sat directly behind him, this was gonna be fun.

'You're hopeless Phantomhive. If he even liked you in the slightest he wouldn't treat you like shit.' I heard Claude, my other, less smart lackie. I almost cursed at myself and went to defend Ciel, but I remembered who I was and kept quiet.

Ash and Claude sat on either side of me, with me directly behind Ciel. I pulled his chair back just as he was about to sit down and snickered at the beautiful sight of him not-so-gracefully falling on his arse like a twat. Ah, the beauty of a twig almost breaking his tailbone on the ground still makes me chuckle to this day.