Title; Deception Is A Virtue
Repertoire; 01 Enrollment
Authoress; Chrome Hearts
Fandom; My Candy Love
Main Focus; Castiel x Candy
Rating; K+
A/N: Yep, that's right. Another one. Mwahaha. I thought of this plot the same night I thought up Sherlock and Friendzoned, because, you know… I clearly don't sleep.
But yes, anyway. I decided I'd try out a Castiel series. Yay. The character Morgan belongs to WillowSioui.
I really don't have anything else to say. Hmm…
Disclaimer; All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. ~Deception Is A Virtue~
Morgan sighed as she tugged at the hem of her skirt, her fingers scrunching at the soft cotton fabric.
Readjusting the strap on her shoulder bag, she trudged through the large front gates of Sweet Amoris Girls' Academy. She had transferred from a neighbouring town recently and had only attended Sweet Amoris Girls' Academy for little over a month, and she despised it… With every fibre of her being.
Being an all-girls academy, music, arts and literature were the favoured subjects. And, of course, having a passion for music –namely drums- Morgan immediately enlisted herself in all available music subjects.
But, there was one factor she skipped over. Being an all-girls school, one that strived for success, classical music, woodwind and percussion instruments were the only things the school had to offer.
And, for Morgan, that wouldn't do at all. No.
Slowly, she wove her way through the large packs of girls who milled about the school yard before classes began, chattering loudly amongst themselves, laughing and fluffing their hair out about their shoulders.
Morgan shook her head, her short black hair falling in her chocolate eyes, making her way through the school towards the Coordinator's office.
Only one lady occupied the large room, and she sat with her back to the door, her eyes fixed on the small glowing computer screen. She spun around as Morgan closed the door behind her, a faux smile spreading across her face.
"Yes?" she asked, "how can I help you?"
Morgan crossed the room, dropping a small pile of paperwork on her desk.
The teacher's eyes scanned over it briefly, before looking upwards once more.
"You're leaving the school?" she asked slowly. "Why ever would you do that? You've only just enrolled."
Morgan forced a smile.
"I know, and I'm sorry. But my mum just got a new job, which required relocating, and a school closer to the house."
The teacher nodded slowly as she picked up a pen, the tip hovering above the authorisation signature line.
"Is that so?" she asked.
No. "Yes," Morgan said, trying her best to look as let down as possible.
Morgan's charade, however, made the teacher smile, and she quickly scribbled her signature onto the crisp paper, handing it back to her.
"I hope you continue to keep up your academics at your new school," the teacher said, waving her off. "Not every school out there is as firm handed as we are."
Morgan held back a snort as she rested her hand on the door, yanking it open slightly.
"Oh, I will," she smiled.
She was going to go to the best possible school – one that would offer her subjects that would help her excel in her music.
~Deception Is A Virtue~Morgan loosened the straps on her backpack as she headed through the unfamiliar school grounds, the gravel crunching beneath her shoes. Automatically, one hand brushed the side of her skinny-leg jeans, the other withdrawing into the sleeve of her jacket.
All around her, the Sweet Amoris Boy's Academy students towered over her as they tossed a ball to and fro in the front schoolyard, shouting loudly to one another as they did so.
Morgan twisted slightly, crouching her knees as the ball whizzed over her head. She sucked in a deep breath and turned in the direction the ball had come from, her chocolate eyes narrowing.
"Sorry," a boy called, rubbing the back of his head. "My bad."
She nodded in his direction.
"That's more like it," she mumbled as she closed in on the main corridor – her eyes constantly keeping an eye out for more flying balls.
As she entered the hallway, her hand plunged into her backpack, pulling her drumsticks out, and as she made her way through the hallway, she gently tapped them against her thigh in a rhythmic pattern.
She looked down at the small map that she held in one hand – the one the lady at the office gave her, er, him, when the application interview was carried out.
"And," she murmured quietly, "the Student Council Room should be just-" she gently shouldered a large door open and looked around inside. "Here."
A tall blond sat at a desk, his eyes fixed on the small hand held game console that he held tightly in his hands.
He looked up as I closed the door behind me, flipping the top of his console down and setting it aside on the desk.
"Yes?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
Morgan frowned slightly and, sucking in a deep breath, deepened her voice as best she could.
"I've been told to come to you – I've got some enrolment forms to complete."
Yes, Morgan thought. That sounded boy-like enough.
The blond paused for a moment before waving her over to him.
"Alright, set everything up here. I'll help you. I'm Nathaniel, the Student Body President, and, I guess, first on the Welcome Committee for new students."
Morgan nodded her head slowly and smiled.
"Morgan," she replied, setting her drumsticks on the table next to her and reaching for a pen.
Nathaniel's eyes followed her movement.
"Oh, you're a musician, are you?" he asked. "We have a great music program here."
Morgan flashed him a grin. "So I've heard."
After completing her forms and handing in her enrolment fee, Nathaniel reached for her timetable.
"Here you go, Mister Morgan Syers," he said passing the small rectangular piece of paper to her. "Looks like you've gotten lucky. Your first subject for today is Music."
Morgan's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Perfect," she grinned, gathering her drumsticks and her bag, making her way to the door.
"Morgan," Nathaniel called before she could leave, and slowly, she turned.
He furrowed his eyebrows briefly, in thought.
"If I remember correctly, there's a boy called Castiel in your Music class. Try and avoid him if you can. He doesn't take too well to new students."
~Deception Is A Virtue~ A/N: Bamf, chapter one. That was kind of fun to write.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading it. (: