The Nerd and the Bully <3

Chapter 1: The Nerd <fixed>

A/N: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters. Please know that this story contains self-harm and some tragic sad moments, so please read at your own risk. Please also know that some of the characters are not like they are in anime and or manga. This story is based on RPs between my friend and I. Please understand that I am not nor do I wish to steal someone's else's story. If you feel that I have copied someone else's story please nicely tell me and I'll change it ^^ thank you very much have fun reading and remember to stay nerdy <3

Chapter 1: The Nerd

Sebastian's pov:

Today was the first day of school, and I am in 10th grade. I have been home-schooled since 7th grade. when I lost both of my parents in a car accident i was forced to move from England to America with my little brother Ciel. We were moved in with my Aunt Red. She was a school nurse at my new school and she told me to visit her if i needed anything. the thing about my parents death was that i watched the whole thing happen right in front of our house. it was raining and i had asked my parents to hurry home for i was scared of the storm. Well right as they were about to turn into the driveway a drunk drive hit them head on causing them both to be killed by the car bags....and the thing is..i watched the whole thing from my window helplessly. I blamed myself for their death everyday. I keep hearing voices in my head telling me that if i didn't ask them to hurry they would still be here on earth or if i hadn't been such a wuss. Anyways I woke up and slowly got dressed. i went and woke Ciel up. He was hard to wake up in the morning but i finaly got him up laughing softly. Aunt drove us to school. I hugged Ciel tightly before he ran off to his school and i walked to the main office of Mars High school. The lady handed me my schedule and I smiled "Thank you" I said softly as I walked out. I walking around trying to find my class when I saw a bunch of kids with a tall white haired man standing in the middle of them standing by the main entrance. Many kids seemed scared to be around these kids. The second this man locked eyes with me and started grinning I could tell it was a bad sign. I overheard him talking about me he also keep looking at me and laughing. I was wearing a yellow short sleeve dress shirt with a green tie and black skinny jeans. I was also wearing a light pink sweeter over top my shirt. I had a bad feeling about him so I keep walking not wanting to cause trouble, but I also felt kinda hurt for it was my first day and already i was getting picked on. I found my locker and I put my bag into my locker and walked to my homeroom. It was room 213 which was Mr.Spears. I heard he was scary so I carefully walked in before the bell rang hoping to beat the crowd and also to try to impress my hometown teach but he wasn't even in the room. I went to the back of the room and sat down. Our tables were a little funny because they were science tables, which meant two people can sit at one desk. As everyone came in no one sat next to me. I knew nobody liked me already. I looked down as I heard the bell ring. For the second time that day I felt out of place and unwanted. A few minutes went by and everyone was talking and laughing while I just looked down at my covered wrist. Ever since my parents died I have had a bad way of dealing with stress. I cut myself...yes I know your not suppose to but I can't help it. Eventually we saw the teacher walk in and he had slicked back black hair with glasses and a suit and tie. He turned on his Smart Board and before us appeared rules like no gum, no talking or no laughing. I had a bad feeling that this class might be the hardest of them all. After that, he handed out a bunch of papers for out 'parents' to sign. He looked down at me every time before he would pass me with handing me the papers. I knew the school record told him about my parents death...After about 20 minutes/half our class time we heard a knock on the door. Before the teacher could answer the door swing open and there stood a student that looked like he might kill someone.