Is Feeling Worth It?
Love.
Love wasn't put in your heart to stay, love isn't love until you give it away. –Unknown
*o030o*
A long time ago I was told about the wonders of falling in love. About how amazing it is and how you'll never feel anything like it. I've never believed in love. I don't believe in people's fake smiles and faux personalities. Love is a dangerous thing. It can cause you to do anything and everything. And so far, I haven't seen that happen. ~Alois Trancy
*o030o*
I walked down the hall quietly, to attract little attention to myself. I didn't want it…yet. I was so used to wearing my nerdy glasses, cardigan, and khakis. Today, I walked into my classroom, my head held high. The first person to see me was Claude Faustus. He scares me, not that I'd ever let him know that.
"Who's the new kid?" He asked, stoic as ever.
His group turned and looked at me. They shrugged, none of them sure either.
Did I really look that different? I had changed back into a style I'd worn in middle school. Short black booty shorts, a green t-shirt with a purple blazer. My glasses were gone. I'd never actually needed them. I wore them to make sure no one recognized me as Alois Trancy. I didn't want to be treated differently for who I was or what happened to me. I told them my name was Jim Macken. No one knew anything about me except that I was obviously a huge geek. I had finally washed and combed my matted blond hair leaving it silky and bright.
I walked to my seat, shrugging off the bag on my arm.
"Hey!" I turned to see Claude staring at me. "You know you're in Macken's seat, right?"
I was about to respond when I remembered he couldn't know I was also Jim. "Who?"
He smirked. "Nobody. Don't worry about it." His gold eyes flickered. "I'm Claude Faustus, by the way."
"Alois Trancy."
His eyes widened ever so slightly, but he quickly was back to being emotionless. He nodded and turned away. A smirk graced my face. I missed being able to render people speechless just with my own name.
A boy with blue hair and what seemed like a permanent scowl walked to where I was sitting.
"Mind if I sit?"
"Go ahead."
He pulled out the seat and sat down, eyes immediately going to today's assignment.
"I'm Alois Trancy, by the way." I waited for the slightest response at the name, but got nothing.
"My name is Ciel Phantomhive."
I thought for a moment. Phantomhive. It rung a few bells. I just didn't feel like trying to figure out who he was.
We worked in silence until the end of class. "Cieeeelllll~!"
He looked at me, clearly annoyed with how I'd stretched out his name. "What is it, Alois?"
I handed him a piece of paper. "My number. Give me a call if you want to hang out. I'm sure we'll be great friends~!"
He sighed. "Whatever." He walked out with a slight pink tint on his cheeks.
He was like a thirteen year old, blushing that easily!
Claude looked towards me, catching my eye and sending me a wink. I flashed him a flirty smile before waking off to my next class.
Hate.
It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the scheme of things works. –Rene Descartes
*o0:(0o*
My life has taught me not to forgive, but to get revenge. In a home full of secrets I lie. My parents were murdered in our own home. Happiness no longer exists in my world. Only hatred and the need to avenge them. –Ciel Phantomhive
*o0:(0o*
I left the classroom after being interrupted by the Trancy boy. I needed to meet Red. She's been feeling rather down lately. She is my aunt although I am only three years her prior.
I hurried down the hall and out to the courtyard, since this was my free period. Red was one of the few people I actually liked. Others, like Claude Faustus, make me sick to my stomach. It's people like him who turned me into who I am today.
I saw Red sitting under a tree and ran over. "Hey."
She looked up, allowing a smile to grace her features. "Ciel! How are you?"
"I'm fine." I didn't smile. She knew I wouldn't.
"Good."
I decided to be blunt. "What's going on with you, Red?"
Her smile dropped and she looked defensive. "Nothing."
I raised an eyebrow, not believing one word. "Red, don't lie to me."
She frowned. "Ciel, I just…going through a hard time. I'll be back to normal in no time."
I sighed. I guess I'd accept that for now, but if she continued to act like she has been, I will press her until she cracks.
Thinking of cracking puts in image in my head that almost made me smile. Claude's skull cracking under my boot as I make him tell me the truth. I hate him.
"Ciel!" Red waved her hand in front of my face.
"Huh? Oh. Sorry."
She smiled lightly. "Well, you better get to class, midget."
I growled at her. "I'm not that short!"
"Whatever."
I walked away from her, still frowning at her jest.
So, do you like this idea? I'll be choosing a charater to represent a feeling and all that. So far I have love, hate, sadness, fear, depression, insanity, addiction, pain, greed, and envy. If you guys think of any feeling you want, leave them in a review! You can also tell me who you want to show that feeling. I already know who I want to be most of the feelings I have, but who knows? I might like your choice more. So far I have Grell, Undertaker, Claude, Hannah, Alois, Ciel, Madame Red, Elizabeth, and Sebastian cast. I'm not gonna say as what though. Please tell me what you think, your ideas for a feeling, or who should portray what feeling. Thanks!
Later, Unimonkeys,
Vannaluv
