Author's note: This is my first fan fiction, so I hope you enjoy. I love writing about this kind of thing.

I am Lady Trancy. Or at least as close as I can get... For the moment.

I wake up, not really wanting to. Should I go to school today...? Sure, why not. What do I have to loose? My sanity? No. I've already lost that. Time? I have enough. I guess nothing then. I'll go.

After all, my brother is dead, and I'm an orphan, with no one to take care of me but one, solemn man.

I suppose that's why I'm so attracted to Kuroshitsuji, and especially to Alois Trancy and his butler, Claude. We have so much in common. Sometimes, I honestly wish I were him.

Okay. Enough with the morning depression. Let's get to work. After all, I am Lady Trancy. "Carter! I just woke. Make breakfast, I'm hungry." I shout in my thick British accent. He shouts back to me. "You know I don't just do things on your command! Ask nicely and I might." I scoffed. "Very well. Would you please make my breakfast? I'm absolutely starving!" I rolled my eyes, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Alex, you really should go to school." Carter insists. "And you should go to bloody hell." I reply, getting up from the table. "It's not fun if I'm there in time, then the underlings can't fear my arrival."

I laugh, swinging my bag over my shoulder, and walk outside and to school. While walking I pass my one and only "friend" who really just acts like my servant. "I'm over here you dimwit!" I shout to her. Sasha winces, I see her try to hide it as she runs over. "O-of course Alex Senpai! I apologize ever so much!"

I look up and down her body. "You're not wearing your costume. I told you to wear it every day. You're one of the few people I thought I could trust to do this!" She's trembling in fear by now. I smile at that. " cut her off suddenly. "I suggest you turn around and go put the costume back on." She nods quickly and turns around, running in the opposite direction. I wait for about 10 minutes before she comes back dressed in her maid costume. "Much better. Now remember, walk behind me."

We walk into the school and the ocean of students suddenly splits, making way for us. They all form lines, 2 lines on either side of the hallway, and stand straight with their heads down. Even the teachers. How funny is it that with just a small group of eighth year kids you can bend a teacher to meet your every wish?

I slowly stroll through the halls, as queen of the school. Then the bells ring. I have to get at whatever idiot did that. "Charles." I think. He is the only teacher who I have to keep reminding of his place. Well, soon I will. Just not today...

Hey guys, sorry for the short chapter. I'll get better, don't you worry. I hope you like it. I'll upload the next one soon. (A review would be nice though...) Ooh! and don't take this chapter too seriously please... Well, mischief managed!

~Blaze out!