Harmless Friendship, Unspoken Past [Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction]

Chapter Three

 Sam's P.O.V. 

     I was walking back from lunch when I saw David holding the new kid by the shirt. That was very very bad. He really didn't need David to beat the shit out of him on his first day. The kid shivered, I could see the fear in his eyes. I needed to do something. Fast. "David! Hang on!" He turned his eyes toward me. I put my hands up in front of me. "I don't think we want any trouble. It's only his first day." David shot me an angry glare. "You're protecting this dweeb?" I laughed inside, he said dweeb that kind of makes him a dweeb himself. 

     "David put him down. Now." He dropped Ciel and walked up to me with his hands balled up in fists. I was afraid he was going to hit me. "Don't tell me what to do." I stood my ground. Ciel was slumped over with his head down. I glared at David, not willing to move. Thankfully the bell rang. And the intense atmosphere lessened. David stormed off without another word. I wasn't going to talk to him for a few days. 

     I walked over to Ciel and tilted his chin up towards me. "Don't expect any special treatment. You hear me? He is one of the guys I didn't think a guy like you needs to get involved with." He looked at me and shocked me. Scared me, he could see right through me. "You don't like them, you hate everyone you hang out with. Your boyfriend scares you, and you want to break up with him but you like playing with him. Everyone is like a pawn to you. You are just like me."

     I couldn't think of anything to say. "You probably hate your room, and the way you live your life." "How did you...." He smirked and shook his head. "I have been around for a while." I didn't know what he was, I didn't know what he meant. He put his hands in his pockets and walked away. I still didn't have anything to say. 

     No one. NO ONE, has been able to see my hatred for the people that worship me. They are so petty and small. It makes me sick. But it makes my life easier, fake it to be accepted. And there was now one person who could possibly ruin my whole life. I know that I was only in eighth grade but this year could be wonderful or miserable. But I wasn't going to let David beat the tar out of anyone. 

     I walked to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I wasn't really sure how to handle being seen through. The first half of this school year had been normal, but I had the feeling that the second half was going to get interesting. I heard someone come into the bathroom. I flushed the toilet -- though I hadn't used it -- and waltzed out of the stall. Ugh, it was the gum smacking girl. I leaned into the mirror and reapplied my lip gloss. Though I was a fake I had to keep up appearances. 

**** I know things are moving slow! I just feel like my stories always move to fast. I would like to see some thoughts on what I have so far. Thanks for reading! ****