Chapter One

A/N: Hi there. I'm Celona-chan. Obviously. And I have a story. (You'll get used to my awkwardness. I just feel like I'm talking to myself) Anyway, It has Several OC's that I don't own, several OC's that I do own, real people, and real characters. (Unfortunately) I don't own any real characters from Kuroshitsuji…. (One of these days I will ;D) Sebastian/OC, Ciel/OC?(maybe), OC/OC. There won't be any relationships until later chapters though.


Vivian's P.O.V.


Sigh. Yet another drab day at Southside High School, the shittiest school in Texas, but hey, a girl needs her education. As I rounded the corner of the wretched school at exactly 7:20 A.M. on a lovely, humid, Friday morning, I saw my little cluster of friends crowded around the only picnic table on campus, or rather, the only usable one. I saw my friends Jasmine and her sister Raven to the side with my friend Alex and her sister Cammie, deep in conversation about something that almost made Cammie cry (she cries a lot), and made Raven clench her fists. As I walked toward them, they all looked at me with different expressions. 'Fear, Sorrow, Curiosity, and Worry.' Feh. They were always like that though. It made me feel left out, and they knew it. I just ignored them. Sometimes, it felt as if they were all in a private club. I gave up on them, knowing they wouldn't tell me whatever was going on, and walked over to my friend Ariel Taylor, who was really clumsy, has had way too many boyfriends, and her life basically sucked because of her parents. I tuned in to what she was saying, and apparently she was all crabby because her Ex was going out with someone. All I could think the whole time I was listening was, 'Why do you care? He's your EX! Sometimes you people just don't make any sense.'

At 7:30 the bell rang, and I ditched my friends and headed towards my locker on the second floor. As I reached the stair well, Cammie and Raven were waiting for me.

"Hey," I said. "What's up?" I looked at their hesitant faces and, still irritated from this morning, spat out, "Hey! Spit it out! Y'all are gonna make me late to home room!" My heavy Texan accent started to creep into my voice as it did when I got agitated. They knew this.

"Are you going anywhere this weekend?" Cammie asked with mild suspicion. Unfortunately for her, I knew that look, and it meant she was freaking out. She's a good actress, but I was really good at reading people's emotions. Obviously something big was up.

"No. You want to go somewhere?" I looked at her face again. "Why? What's going on?"

"Nothing," She said as she scrambled off, leaving me in dust. I'm not sure when Raven disappeared, but she wasn't anywhere to be found either. I wish she would have stayed so I could ask her what the hell was going on.

'2224, 2225, ahh ha!' I made a stop at my shit-hole of a locker, and tried to stuff my school bag in without anything falling out, all to no avail. One of my fifteen million notebooks fell on top of sweet little Lenore's head. I loved her. She was by far my favorite 6th grade kid in the school, and I tried to watch my language around her so I didn't infect her with my bad mouth. Naturally she followed me everywhere.

"Oh, Hon, I'm so sorry!" she picked up the evil thing and handed it to me.

"It's okay, I'm the clumsy one!" She smiled as she ran off to her class, as I should have been doing, but I kept digging in my bag. Finally I found my iPhone 4, and put it in the back pocket of the jean shorts I was wearing under my disgustingly sluttly plaid uniform skirt, and I stuffed my bag into my locker.

As I slammed the damn thing shut, I saw my boyfriend, Sam Williams. (I called him Sammy, but he wouldn't let anyone else call him that.) He came up to me and grabbed my waist. I looked up at his beaming smile and kissed him. He had a devious glint in his eyes, and it was a neon sign saying he was about to do something that would piss me off. I shoved him off and started down the hall.

"What's got you all pissy this fine Friday morning?" he emphasized the word "Friday," behind me but my mind was pondering other things so I didn't think anything of it.

"Shut up, you asshole," I said as I grabbed his hand behind my back and laced my fingers through his. As we arrived to Mr. Michealis's room, he gave me a peck on the check and slapped my butt really hard. And of course I made a fool of myself by squealing.

"Happy Friday!" he yelled as he weaved though all the people to get to his own home room down the hall. 'Of course!' I thought to myself. 'First Friday of the month. It's Slap-Ass Friday' I tried to calm myself and stop the steam from squealing out of my ears and walked to my usual spot in Mr. Michealis's room in the very corner next to the white board. I sat, and watched the rest of the kids in my class fill in.

I looked to my left, and became puzzled. There was usually a marker there for me to draw on the board since I never had anything to do in homeroom, but today there wasn't one. Just as the bell rang, I glanced up to ask for one, but saw Mr. Michealis's ruby eyes boring into mine. I flinched away, and looked back up again. For a second, thought his eyes were bright red instead of the normal soft rusty-brown. I was about to walk up to his desk to ask for one, when he stood abruptly and said, "Ms. Pinzo, I need to speak with you privately."

I frowned at this, because Mr. Michaelis was a pretty cool guy, (not to mention extremely good looking, but that was weird because I was seventeen and he was like twenty-five), but the last time he "spoke with someone in private," that kid got expelled for something.

Nevertheless, I walked out of the room and towards his office. He followed close behind. When we got to his office, he shut the sound-tight doors and sat down.

"Vivian," he started, "I promise to you that I am trying to be a good teacher to you, but I want to ask you a strange favour." He paused, and I'm the look on my face said, 'Wtf?'

"I need you to promise you will stay inside all weekend." He saw my questioning look and shook his head. "I cannot tell you why, so do not ask."

I looked up at him, seeing those strange red eyes again.

"Is something the matter?" he asked.

"Your eyes change color," I said mesmerized.

He looked away abruptly, his eyes turning back to that shade of reddish-brown, and said quietly, "just stay at home, okay?"

"Alright," I nodded confused. He tossed me a new marker from his desk drawer, and smirked.

I walked back to the class room, and sat in my usual seat again and sulked. Everyone one acting strange today, well, everyone except my stupid perverted boyfriend. Sammy could be such a dick sometimes, and other times he could be really sweet.

I was thinking about all this while I drew a large inverted star design on the board, and it looked a bit satanic. When the bell rang I sighed I went to get an eraser.

"You can keep it up," Mr. Michaelis muttered, distracted. "I like it." He smirked at me again for no clear reason, but I shrugged it off. He always liked what I drew on the board.

"Okay, Whatever," I said as I picked up my mound of things for Pre Cal and started to the door. Just as I walked out the door, I heard Mr. Michaelis whisper, "Be safe." I stopped in the middle of the hall when it registered in my brain. Mr. Michaelis never said anything like that to anyone, and he was a teacher. There was something going on… And I was going to find out what.

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