Prologue
11:47. Gilbert tossed and turned in his bed trying to get comfortable. Tomorrow was the first day of his junior year of high school, and he shouldn't be this anxious. His best friends, Francis and Antonio, would be there, and his younger bro, Ludwig, would be starting his freshmen year. God knows the little shit wouldn't have any problems. With his military-esque attention to rules, and his intimidating stare, no one would mess with him and teachers would be falling all over "the perfect student". Gilbert rolled onto his back and tucked his hands under his head, staring at his ceiling. This year is going to be awesome, Gilbert thought, so why cant i go the fuck to sleep?!
He rolled onto his side before giving up hope of falling asleep, yanked the covers off and sat on the edge of his bed. He ran his pale hands though his snow white hair a couple of times then stood up, walked out his room, down the hall and entered the backyard. Gilbert glanced up at the sky and looked at the swirling stars.
The awesome him should not be one of those insomniacs who pondered the universe because they couldn't sleep. And yet, here he was. Staring at stars like a weirdo. Hell, even his fluffy canary Gilbird was fast asleep in his cage. Gilbert wandered the backyard feeling the warm ground on his bare feet. The night was quiet, warm, and relaxing-still clinging to the hot days of summer vacation. Maybe I should sleep out here, he thought glancing at the suddenly comfortable-looking ground and stifling a yawn.
A gust of wind shook Gilbert from his thoughts and he rubbed his bare arms against the cold. A few more gusts and Gilbert gave up his backyard wanderings and went back to his room quietly.
Strangely enough, the short time outside seemed to have cleared his head. Gilbert closed his eyes and thought, maybe those insomniacs were on to something, before finally drifting off.
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