Ciel's PoV

"Ugh... Sebastian. Remind me why we're doing this again?"

"Young Master, you need to be in an environment with other way, it's high time we started a new life."

I merely ran a hand through my slate colored hair. Why must he be like this? I am Ciel Vincent Phantomhive. I am fourteen years old now and going into high school. Lovely. I had never attended a public school due to the fact that l was a person of a socially high status a few years ago.

My parents were well loved by me and everyone else, but that all changed one night when our house caught on fire. I was the only one to escape, but once l was out, l was kidnapped by the arsonists and I was held in captivity for a month. My captors… They were disgusting. That's all I can really say about them. My right eye which was burnt from the fire lost sight due to lack of treatment. After treatment, both for the mind and body, l was free to go, bearing an eye patch over my right eye and a scar on my side.

But from there on out, l knew my life would never be the same. (I didn't need the mental treatment, mind you.) I was placed in the hands of my godfather, Sebastian Michaelis. He was a close friend of my father's due to the age difference, and was a person who l did trust. That was three years ago, and now, to complete my treatment, l must attend a public high school. And I'm not looking forward to this at all.

I had gone through hours and hours of torture and this was the worst, to say the least. I've still considered how things could be better. I was afraid. I, Ciel Phantomhive, was afraid. There were so many things involved. What if they didn't like me? What if l was bullied? What if l miss the bus? Is the food good? Will they make sly remarks about my eye patch? Obviously, I would never admit this fear to anyone. Not even Sebastian. These types of questions ran through my head every time l even thought about that damn school. There really is no god, is there. I shrugged it off. At least there were people that l knew.

I had moved into a town where some of my relatives resided. I remembered Angelina "Red" Durquess, my aunt, watching me and taking care of me when l was younger. Then, there were some distantly related, but close, members of our family, known as the Midfords. They were very kind to me as a child, and l remember hours of playing with their daughter, Elizabeth 'Call me Lizzie!' Midford. My cousin was obsessed with all things cute, and frankly, it scared the hell out of me. Lizzie was in my grade, so, l was probably going to be put in a class with her. I wouldn't ever admit this out loud, but l was quite relieved about this. Lizzie was someone l cared for deeply as my family left. Aunt Francis was nice too, but my cousin Edward despises me. Oh well, win some, lose some.

The car lurched to a stop, jerking me forward.

"Ciel, we're here." called Sebastian's silky voice.

Sebastian. he was actually very good to me. He'd subtly tease me about my feminine looks and short stature, but l could tell he still cared. He was still kind to me and usually went along with my every whim. Some might say I'm being pushy and demanding, but he doesn't mind. I sometimes got a little frustrating to him, but he went with it. He even helped me choose what to wear today, a small, but thoughtful thing. It was a navy blue and green shaded long sleeved buttoned shirt with a white T shirt underneath, paired with a pair of dark skinny jeans and blue sneakers. I actually looked quite nice. He cared. Almost like a father would. That's precisely why I rely on him.

"Ciel." I heard my name being called and quickly brought my attention to where Sebastian's pale finger was pointed. I noticed a bright pink shape and recognized my cousin, Lizzie. Her blond curls bounced as she wildly waved at me. Lizzie ran up to our car door, bouncing up and down so fast it made me dizzy.

She shrieked and forcefully unlocked my car door, "CIEL!" Sebastian smirked a little, but was cut off by a glare from me. I gave her a small pathetic attempt of a smile, and she bought it. After all my supplies were gathered, I was ready to go. I quickly waved to Sebastian, and looked at the large building in my field of vision. So, this is a public high school. This should be interesting.

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-also time skip-

I had finished checking in at the front office and getting my Paperwork from the office lady... er... man? William T. Spears was his name. His behavior was that of a stereotypical old librarian. I stored that piece of information in the back of my mind, watching his green eyes closely under the glint of his spectacles and began walking to my new locker with Lizzie.

I then saw a blonde boy about my age headed to the same vicinity dressed rather peculiarly. I studied him closely out of curiosity. He was wearing a black bow tie and purple T shirt with a spider web on it, along with some scandalously short shorts and thigh high leather boots. Rather provocative clothing for what was meant to be school attire I stared at his almost childish looking face and then his eyes. They didn't quite match each other. His face was smirking, but his hazy light blue eyes showed only a thin glimpse of happiness. Underneath them, l saw something dark. They mirrored my own cerulean blue orb.

"Who is that?" I asked Lizzie and pointed to him.

She then muttered, nervously laughing "…That's Alois Trancy."

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