Hey guys!
This is my very first fan fiction- ever.
Please enjoy, feel free to review.
- Sir Karolus
Ciel looked at the big church of a building, tall gray walls stretching up to the sky. He'd been there before, of course, his family owned the school. His parents had wanted him to get a "good education" so they wanted him to go here for high school. Ciel sighed. He dragged his bags down the stone path, up the hill that the school majestically sat on. He then saw a boy about his age jogging down the path. He had blonde hair, startlingly blue eyes, a purple polo t-shirt, black exercise shorts, purple tennis socks, and black Nike shoes. He looked at Ciel and jogged over. "Need some help?"
"Yeah, thanks, so much, it might be a bit heavy," Ciel replied, relieved.
The boy extended his hand. "Alois Trancy."
"Ciel Phantomhive."
Alois gasped. "So your family owns the school? Oh my God, that's so cool!"
"Yeah, I guess. So where's your room? I wanna be able to visit my very first friend here," Ciel asked.
"Room 15. What's yours?"
Ciel grinned. "Room 15. We're roommates."
"YES!" Alois punched the air.
Ciel wasn't expecting that reaction. All his previous "friends" had used him for his money, and then ditched him. He'd never had any real friends. But he could tell that a) Alois genuinely wanted to be his friend and b) Alois was plenty rich himself and wouldn't need his cash money flow.
Alois interrupted his thoughts. "C'mon, lets get to the room."
They carried the bags to the dorms, to the door that said Room 15. They opened the door. Inside was a big room with two four-poster beds, with silk sheets, and pillows made of flannel. The four posts had pearls swirling around them. There was a fancy red handmade carpet on the floor, and two dark brown dressers to either side of the room. Two bathrooms with sinks, bathtubs, and toilets made of porcelain lay behind marble doors. The room had the aroma of lavender. Two desks of the finest quality were next to both dressers, with comfy desk chairs next to them. They also had a living room with a bookshelf, a big sofa with pillows and blankets, with an HD TV. The kitchen looked just as nice. The room was two things- fancy and stunning.
Ciel gasped. "Holy sweet Jesus." He never knew the school had such fancy dorms.
"Yeah, they're nice, these rooms," Alois said.
"No shit Sherlock," Ciel said.
"So, we're besties right?"
"Yeah, you're the only real friend I've had," Ciel muttered.
Alois gasped. "You poor thing! We need to share everything, though. From clothes to all that gossip."
"Um... ok...?"
"Yeah, and you need to tell me who you like in this school, it's the golden bestie rule," Alois exclaimed.
"I haven't met anyone except you...," Ciel said.
"True. But when you meet someone... tell me. Just lay off Lizzy, ok?"
"I'll lay off her, I'm not interested in her anyway," Ciel blurted, and then clapped his hand over his mouth.
"Why are you not into her? She's perfect," Alois murmured dreamily.
"...," Ciel muttered almost silently.
"What?"
"I'm gay," Ciel said quickly.
"Ah... As long as you don't try any moves on me, I'm fine with it," said Alois, and smiled at Ciel.
"Don't worry, you're like a twin to me," Ciel laughed.
"Ok, bro," Alois laughed back.
They spent the rest of the evening talking about their lives, and everything else there was to talk about.
So this is what a friend is like, Ciel thought.
A/N: I'm sorry if this is a short chapter, its kind of the intro, but the chapters will get longer.
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- Sir Karolus