His Curly Feline
Chapter 1: Her Last Day
I am not the creator of Black Butler and do not own any of the characters. The only one that belongs to me is Evie and Evie only.
When Evie was still an ordinary girl with a normal life, her family used to joke around that she had the worst of luck. And sometimes it was true. She would occasionally forget her book bag at home when she left for school, she fell down the stairs almost every morning, she would get lost walking home when she lived only three blocks away, and she had a nasty habit of walking into doors because she was never paying attention. Oh, and she would get pooped on by a bird every now and again. Her mom said it was considered good luck, but Evie never bought it for a second and started walking with an umbrella to school everyday. She got strange looks for a while, but hey, it was better than being pooped on by a bird that seemed to hate her for no good reason.
Anyway, there came a day when everything seemed to be going right for Evie, so smoothly that for a while... she actually believed that all the past bird droppings were finally kicking in to give her a good day. She made it down the stairs without tripping, made it to school without seeing a single pest in the sky, had remembered her bag and project, and arrived early enough to joke around with her friends before class. Best of all, at the end of the day, she got to talk to her crush: Dimitri Frances.
Flashback
The bell had finally rung, alerting the students that they were free to go home now that school was over. They all came running from their classes, ignoring the teachers warnings and threats to slow down and leave in an orderly fashion. Evie was no different since she was already racing to leave like her life depended on it. After quickly entering her locker combination and swinging the door open when it was unlocked, she had swiftly grabbed all the necessary textbooks and folders she needed to bring home, tossing them in her pink book bag without care.
It wasn't until she slammed her locker door shut that that she noticed Dimitri, the boy that she secretly took pictures of with her phone, was waiting patiently beside her. He was, in her eyes, the most attractive guy in school. He was tall with shoulders not too broad. He wore his brown hair in spikes and had the prettiest pair of green eyes that made her ashamed of her normal brown ones. Best of all had to be his winning smile, or was it a smirk? She couldn't really tell with him.
"Hey Evie," he said with his signature grin/smirk.
"Oh, uh, hey Dimitri," she answered shyly, cheeks turning a bright pink as fear and joy began to tango in her stomach to create fluttery butterflies. 'He's so hot,' she thought.
"Your House of Usher model was wicked. Your were the only one that included the outside of the house. You know, the trees and pond. The blood splattered windows was a nice touch. You have an eye for detail."
Evie was blushing even harder now, her chest swelling up with pride at the compliment. Evie loved school projects that allowed her to show off her artistic side and she had went the extra mile for this project since she was an Edgar Allan Poe fan. While her classmates hurried through the project and turned in Popsicle stick houses or cubed shaped structures made from clay, Evie had turned in a perfect model of how she pictured the house to look like. She first made the mansion out of cardboard and painted the outside structure of the house on a separate piece of paper, which she then cut out and pasted on the cardboard. Next, she cut out square holes for the windows and covered them in plastic that she painted red hand prints on. She then made a platform for her House of Usher model to stand on and added scenery to really bring it all together. She covered the bottom in fake dead grass with two plastic trees painted black to look more gloomy. She made the pond out of blue glass rocks with a bridge, but only because she was feeling a little ambitious. It left her teacher in awe and had her classmates giving her dirty looks. Lets just say she was the only one that got a good grade and her fellow students seemed to blame her for their own low scores. Well, popularity was not for everyone.
"Th-thanks! I love art!" She winced at the lame response that escaped her lips out of nervousness.
"I know, I've seen some of your work in art class. Your pretty good. I-"
Unfortunately, she never got to hear what he was going to say next. The school security guards began herding and shooing students out the doors. Dimitri was soon racing to the bus, jumping on just before it could close the doors. He waved to her as the bus took off, Evie watching it with love-sick eyes until it was gone.
End of Flashback
Yup, Evie had a wonderful, beautiful day and was walking home on air. She was so happy, so estatic that she randomly started giggling and grinning, while skipping down the sidewalk. It was creepy sight for anyone she happened to pass for all they saw was a teenage girl laughing and smiling madly at nothing, while skipping. Yeah, you get the idea and probably agree that she should have kept her giddiness to herself.
In fact, she was so blinded by happiness that she never heard the crack from the tree branch above her head or saw it come crashing down. All she felt was a few seconds of hammering pain in her skull before everything went black.