This year was starting out as the worst year possible. First of all, I had a raging headache at the moment, which was practically just a hell in itself, not to mention there was absolutely no quiet place whatsoever in this damn school. Second of all, I had no idea where I was and I had the worst feeling that I'd end up locked in some strange room full of intestines or something else equally creepy. I hated the fact that I'd had to move schools right when I was getting used to dealing with all the shit at my other school. There were some good things about moving schools, like now I get to "start fresh" and "make new friends" except starting fresh never really helped me because sooner or later people would find out something I didn't need them to know then all hell would break loose. There was the fact that my ex wasn't here though, which was without a doubt, great but, there was a chance that he was possibly buddies with someone from this school, which would lead to everyone finding out I was gay which would, again, lead to all the bullsit that I'd just escaped from my other school. But luckily that hadn't happened yet so now I just had to deal with finding a quiet place to relax. I had been searching ever since the bell for lunch rang in hopes of maybe finding a library or something. Of course I could have just talked to someone but... I hated talking to people, I just couldn't stand it. I was always afraid that I'd end up totally screwing up the conversation and probably ruining my life. About a minute later I found myself standing in front of a large door with a green book painted on the front of it. The library no doubt. Or maybe the English room... Or maybe a teacher who just really likes books. I slowly opened the door and walked. My eyes widened in amazement. I could have sworn it was like walking into a fairy tale. The floor was a red velvet color and the shelves were all oak. It smelled refreshingly of old books. There were small tables all around the library with little chairs pushed into them. From here I could see a ceiling to floor length window that was at least eight feet wide. The curtains were also a red velvet with golden strings hanging down next to him. They were closed and the rest of the room was lit with small lamps scattered around the book shelves.

"Can I help find anything?" Said a sudden soft voice from behind me, just about making me jump out if my skin. I turned around to find a tall cream skinned lady with long, braided, spider lily red hair resting on her shoulder. She had on a red dress with black lining and red heels. She looked a little too young to be a librarian but I wasn't one to really ask questions.

"N-no I was just trying to find somewhere to relax and read. I have a huge headache and I couldn't even begin to think what sitting in the courtyard would do to me." She chuckled softly and nodded, smiling sweetly.

"You don't look like one of the boys who would just come in here to mess around so you can sit back there by the window if you want. We just got a new couch and I decided to set it back there. Just keep that window closed, it ruins the lighting in here " I smiled and thanked her then walked to the back of the back. As I walked down the aisles I observed my surroundings, this library was absolutely gorgeous. I couldn't imagine a school library ever looking like this. As I kept walking I actually began to realize how big this place actually was. I made a mental note to ask the librarian about why it was like this later. When I reached the back I sighed with relief, the couch looked extremely comfortable. Fighting my urge to run and jump on to it, I walked calmly towards it and sat down. I sighed and closed my eyes. God this is comfortable...

"Hey! Move the fuck over!" Whispered a deep voice loudly. I jumped probably six feet high- and right off the couch, letting out a yelp as I hit ground.

"Well that works too." I looked up and my eyes widened, I could feel my face getting hot and I was sure that I looked like a total idiot. In front of me stood probably the hottest man I had ever seen in my 16 years of living.

He had long light gray hair that covered his eyes, with a single braid in it. There was a long frankenstein looking scar that went across his face. He was wearing a black hoodie that looked a little too big for him, a pair of black jeans and black boots. He sat down on the couch and smiled down at me. That smile could kill a man... Why am I not dead yet?

"Jeez you look like a kicked puppy I really didn't mean to scare you that bad. I continued to stare at him, my eyes probably as wide as saucers. He laughed.

"You gonna get back up here, or just sit there and stare at me like an idiot?" I quickly got up, shaking like a leaf and sat next to him.

"I didn't mean to scare you like that, sorry." He said again.

"I-It's fine." He smiled again, and I began to feel slightly faint.

"So what's your name?"

"S-Sebastian." I stuttered stupidly.

"I'm Undertaker." He said slowly with a slight hint of embarrassment. I felt my cheeks heat even more and I nodded.

"That's a first." I looked at him questioningly.

" Sorry it's just that people just usually look at me like I'm a freak, then ask if that's actually my name like it's some kind of joke or something."

"T-that's stupid." I said quietly.

"Yeah I know... Wait, did you just talk?" His eyes widened in mock surprise. I lowered my head and I was sure by now I was as red as a tomato. He laughed again.

"Are you new here? I haven't seen you before." I nodded sheepishly.

"Do you want me to show you around or have you already gotten all that down?"

"Well I know my first few classes but I don't know where my next few classes are."

"What's your next class?"

"Err... Biochemistry." I answered.

"Oh cool! We're both in honors, well that's my only honors class, but whatever... I'll take you to your last few classes if you want!"

"Well if you don't mind..." He smiled at me just as the bell rung and he held out his hand which he grabbed and jumped up. Holy shit... He's touching me... And he's cute... And I just met him... I was just about sure that I was about to pass out.

"Let's go!" He said happily and started to run to class, practically dragging me along behind him. This might actually turn out to be a pretty good year...