Friend

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Chapter 2

Friend

A sweet smell. Cinnamon and sugar kind of smell. It definitely smelled like a bakery. Ciel had a smile on his face, he knew what this meant; his mother was baking. Ciel loved sweets. When his mother baked, she made dozens. There was no other reason besides she just loved to bake. Also that Ciel loved them so much. Ciel had the biggest sweet tooth. Ciel merrily skipped to the kitchen after removing his shoes at the door. He smiled upon seeing his mother place a tray of freshly baked sugar cookies on the counter. He sat up at the island.

Rachel smiled, seeing her son so enthusiastic over her baking. "How was your first day?" She asked, setting a cooled plate of chocolate chips in front of him. Ciel edgarly took one.

"Not bad actually..." Ciel smiled, trailing off.

"Is there a chance that you actually made a friend?" His mother teased a little. She often encouraged Ciel to make friends. She was actually sad to see Ciel sitting in his room all the time and rearranging his polaroids on his cork board.

"I might have..." Ciel had a little smile on his face. Ciel didn't really know if Sebastian considered him a friend or not.

"What does that mean?" Rachel smiles, hoping it means something very good.

"I did talk to someone today...we like the same stuff too! I don't know if he thinks we're friends yet but we did exchange numbers... he's in all of my classes."

"Does this person have a name?"

"His name is Sebastian."

"Well, just so you know, Sebastian is welcome over anytime." She smiled, removing her oven mitts and apron. "But for now, do you have any homework yet?"

"Not really, but i have papers for you to sign." Ciel pulled his bag into his lap.

"Alright, leave them on the counter. And if you're going outside, take your allergy pill before you go into the tree house. I know you say you don't need it but Ciel you came in the other day sneezing and eyes watering."

"Yes, I will." Ciel too the papers and set them on the table. "Oh did a package come today?"

"Um, yes, you're polaroid film?"

"Yes!" Ciel smiled happily. His mother handed him the box

Rachel watched her son be so excited of this. There was nothing that made him more happy than his camera and old games. "Do you ever think being a photographer in the future?"

Ciel bit his lip. "Maybe...I have a lot of things I want to do...I just don't know which I want to do the most..." Ciel frowned in thought. He was a creative fun loving kid. Rachel could see a light in his eyes. He was going to do great things.

"Well don't let me keep you too long...take some cookies.. Go take pictures or play on you gameboy. I'm going to start dinner so don't have too many cookies, okay dear?"

"Yes mom." Ciel took the plate with the chocolate chips to the backyard. It wasn't too big but all Ciel needed was the treehouse in the big tree in the center. It wasn't too fancy, just a square little house. Planks of wood was nailed into the tree as a latter. There was a hole in the floor he could climb through. Once he was settled he closed of the hole with the little wooden door. He swallowed a pill and used it with a water bottle he had in his bag. Ciel claimed his allergies didn't bother him he just hated swallowing the pill. They're not as bad as they used to be but that was because of the pill. When Ciel was younger he couldn't even play outside because of how bad the allergies were. He spent a lot of time inside as a kid.

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