My Philosophy Teacher is the Grim Reaper Chapter 1: Idiots and Idiosyncrasy, a kuroshitsuji fanfic

Please excuse any tense issues... I'm still trying to work out how to write this. It's almost supposed to be Sebastian's thoughts soon after things happen... I'm open to suggestion of how to write this!

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING.

Sebastian was popular. He most likely could have had any girl in the school, had he wanted. 'So why?' he asked himself for the hundreth time that day, 'Why did I have to fall for THAT one?'

Sorry about that, that was actually supposed to be much later in this story. How on earth did it get here? What was that? Reader hook? OH! I got it. Sorry! Apparently that WAS supposed to be there and now I am supposed to introduce you to the beginning of the story! Well how about that...?

Let us start from the beginning, then! It begins two months into Sebastian's new life in a London high school. He wound up here because of an argument with his parents, ending in his assurance that he could survive like a normal(more or less) human for a whole year. Let's hear it from his point of view, shall we?

I was the new boy at the school. The mysterious boy who entered in his senior year. The one who radiated 'bad boy' and got all of the girl's attention and subsequently was shunned by most the other boys. I do well in all my classes and get all my work done, although not without a gloating smirk, so I am popular with the teachers as well. The one thing that all of the residents, students and teachers, seem to agree on is that I'm fairly near perfect. Too perfect to some of them. If they knew the truth, that I am quite literally a demon from hell, sent to a school by my equally demonic parents, perhaps it would shed some light on the situation. But... They don't. Well, most of them didn't.

My philosophy teacher, William T. Spears, is a Grim Reaper. I can tell that much by scent alone. The murderous way in which he glares at me also clued me in. He administered the grin just today, actually. I was suddenly thankful for all of the other people in the room. I do NOT want to have to explain to my parents that I was mauled by a Grim Reaper in my second month of the dare. Life can be hard when Lucifer is your uncle. Your parents are very uptight about certain things, like what species you were(none) and weren't(all, emphasis on Reapers and Angels) allowed to be mauled by. Therefore, I always make sure to be on my best behaviour for Spears, making sure never to give him any possible reason to keep me in detention, which would no doubt ended in an 'accident'. Like, a freak deathscythe accident...
Because apparently, those tend to happen when a demon and Reaper is stuck in the same room.

"Here you are, Mr. Spears!" I chirped brightly, giving my teacher a slight smirk while handing in my homework. As usual, the Reaper responds with his 'Someday soon, demon' glare. I'm responding with an even smirkier smirk. It is my best 'But I'm such a perfect student you'll never find a way' smirk, reserved for only the smirkiest of smirking occasions. Usually that is met with indifference, but today, William responded with a smirk of equal smirkitude. A definite sign something was up. He moved back to his desk, but didn't sit down.

"Class! Today we have a new student! Who is..."

At this point, he noticed no new people were in the room.

"Not here yet."

There was a fast clicking sound down the hall, rapidly getting louder and louder until a teenage girl about my age, wearing a red blouse and red-and-black checkered skirt, burst in. I swear my heart skipped a beat. A lot of girls have hit on me, but I was never interested in any of them. Not a single girl, even the most attractive or intelligent ones caught my eye. But this one... This girl had a pronounced, yet somewhat delicate looking pale face... cat-like emerald eyes... And the most beautiful long red hair. I can imagine how it would feel right now... Silky soft, like kitten fur. I was drawn to her. I still am. And yet... I knew there was something strange about her. Something... Off?

"...Fashionably late as always, Sutcliff..."

"Of course, uncle!"

Uncle? Oh no, this girl was a Reaper too? My heart sank. There goes my first crush already? The other boys were whispering madly throughout the room about the new girl. I only heard snippets of the conversations. Some of them were impressed. Some of them said she looked like a prostitute. Some of them thought she radiated trouble. I simply thought she was radiant. I can't believe that I thought that about a Reaper... Is this William's idea of revenge? This is low.

"This is my ... Niece," William said, as though he were unsure of what relation she actually was to him. "Her name is Grell."

Grell? That was an interesting name for a girl.

"Sebastian?"

Oh crap.

"Since Grell is new here, why don't you help her get used to the school?"

Fuck my life.

So, what do you think? Should I continue?