Sebastian's POV
I woke up to my cats, Baldory and Finny, in my pitch black bedroom. I staggered to the bathroom, took a shower, got dressed, and left the house with my lunchnag. Outside the house was Jude waiting in the car. I got in sitting beside my backpack. It was silent as we drove into the city. I had grown curious as to why we rushed to get out of the house, so I asked. "Jude, tell me... Why can't we go back to the other manor?"
"Be-" He sighed. "The man you met before made us realize that your father had illegally built on his soil. We were trespassers and the man let us off the hook by just kicking us out. The only catch is that he owns everything now. Your father finds that to be better than going to jail, so we left." My eyes widened. Father lost all our shit to some smug kid? That's lame.
"So all my shit belongs to that asshole?" He nodded.
"Watch your mouth Sebastian." He stopped the car by the entrance, and I silently mocked him as I stepped out of the car. I stepped out and all of my friends waved at me from the steps they were sitting on. I closed my door and Jude drove off.
I sat beside Claude who threw his arm around my shoulder hanging from me slightly. The boy smirked as I said my hellos to everyone. There was Snake, Undertaker, Claude, Joker, Drocell, Ash, Hannah, the triplets, Angela, and Grell.
We talked about the rumor that some new kid was coming here. Of course I thought it was just a rumor considering how late in the year it is, but some said other wise. A few minutes passed and a Limo pulled up. I looked up to see who the showoff could be.
It was pointless to drive here in a limo cause we're all of wealthy roots. Maybe this person didn't know that, or they were asking for a beat down. Either way, they attracted the wrong attention. The door stayed closed for a second until eventually it slowly extended outward. A leg came out, then another. I assumed the person had already walked out because the door was closing again, but I couldn't see them over it.
The door slammed closed and I saw a familiar boy. He had gray-blue hair and wore a black and white striped t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and a jean jacket. His bored expression was accompanied with a white medical eye patch and he held a Starbucks tea. I stared at him trying to fit a name with the face and his eye slid to look me in the eyes. My eyes went wide when I realized this blank expression was that of Ciel Phantomhive. He looked just like that when I met him. He gave a smirk and walked away from the limo.
People stared at him already starting rumors as he walked passed and the limo drove off. My eyes followed him as hate bubbled up in my stomach. I was angry. He was the kid that took all my shit. SON OF A BITCH!
I groaned as the sound of Grell flirting with the boy from afar began to sink into my senses. He was being ignored completely, but that didn't stop him at all. I sighed and reappointed my anger at Grell's obnoxious voice.
"Shut the fuck up. He is obviously ignoring you." I commented as I stood to my feet. He pouted a bit more and I walked away. They found themselves following me, none of them trying to hide their commentary on my mood swing.
"What's wrong Sebastian?" Drocell asked in his almost robotic tone. I sighed.
"Nothing. Just trying to get to class." I replied trying to avoid admitting that we lost the estate to that brat.
"Class doesn't start for another twenty minutes. What's wrong?" Hannah asked softly. I didn't bother responding and just kept walking to my homeroom. Scoffs and complaints sounded from them as they parted from me. As I walked I caught sight of the boy talking to the principle in her office window.
"Tch." I had no words for my anger and I didn't want to get in trouble right in front of the office. I was about to walk away, but the principle looked me in the eyes with her evil smirk lain upon me. I sighed as she signaled me to enter her office.
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