Early morning classes were always a bore for Sebastian. There was never anything excited in them, and the continuous repetition of lessons eventually lead to Sebastian dozing off in class. He was a smart student, but learning the same thing year after year lead Sebastian to ignoring given instruction and sleeping.

Today was no different, as Sebastian settled down in his seat for the day, he wondered if anything new would happen. The lesson began as normal: take roll, collect homework, pass out notes, and begin the lecture. Sebastian sighed at the monotony of it all. History classes were always the worst, considering Sebastian had lived through most of the curriculum. When the lesson began Sebastian concentrated more on why his pants had an odd smudge of red along the knee of his grey jeans. He pondered whether it was sharpie or from where he cut his finger while fixing his computer. He sighed softly and gently scratched at the stain, figuring it would flake off if it were a dried substance. The mysterious stain flaked off a bit. Sebastian then remembered the strawberry jam he had spilled on the offending article.

While Sebastian was sufficiently distracted, the door to the classroom creaked open, and a boy stepped through the portal. The teacher paused and looked confused. The boy couldn't have been more than thirteen, and the class was one strictly for seniors. His hair was a slate blue; covering one of his eyes with a fringe of bangs. The boy couldn't have been taller than the average freshman, and his face still held a boyish youth. "Is this World Government?" The boy's voice was clear, though it betrayed his age.

"It is."

"I'm Ciel." His voice trailed off. The blue haired boy stepped into the classroom. He wore a pair of black jeans, and a blue and black multicolored belt. His shirt was a dark blue button up, with a black tie. His lip held a small black ring on one side, and a blue on on the other.

"Oh yes, the Headmaster said you'd be arriving today. You'll be sitting by Mr. Michaelis. Grab a book off the back shelf and take a note packet from the table." The teacher turned back to the blackboard and continued to drone on about the stability of government and its effects on trade and its people. Sebastian motioned him to the seat mentioned by Professor Spears.

Ciel picked up his notes and grabbed a textbook from the back. He then slipped in the seat next to Sebastian and proceeded to catch up on notes.

Sebastian flashed him a small smile. "I'm Sebastian Michaelis." He outstretched his hand.

"Ciel Phantomhive. " The boy did not take the outstretched hand, but looked at it as if it were going to bite him. "Thank you for letting me copy your notes." He whispered as Professor Spears continued with his lecture.

"You're welcome." Sebastian withdrew his hand and continued to copy notes.

The class continued along until finally the bell rang. The seniors took off; running to their next class. Sebastian grabbed his bag and walked to his math class for the day. It was one of the few classes he enjoyed. Halfway down the hall he noticed Ciel following him. "Lost newbie?"

"No. I'm heading to Analysis." Ciel's retort made Sebastian smirk. The kid was way in over his head. He was probably one of those sophomores who kept trying to graduate early. They didn't realize that they were suffering for nothing; half of them wouldn't graduate on time due to the intense course load and failing grades.

"Good luck, if you've got Dietrich you'll want to transfer."

"I doubt it." Ciel scowled slightly. The guidance office had recommended he change his graduation date, but he wouldn't listen.

Sebastian chuckled. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

The two entered Dietrich's classroom and Sebastian took his regular seat in the back. Ciel handed his schedule to the professor and received his materials for the day. He was given a seat in the front. Ciel set his backpack down in his seat, then gently brushed his bangs over his right eye as he sat down.

On the board was a warmup with a quadratic function. Ciel smirked as he copied the problem and proceeded to solve it. Sebastian smirked to himself as he too copied the problem. It was simple enough, all he had to do was find the vertex of the parabola.

"Michaelis, Phantomhive, why don't you two race?" Dietrich was an evil teacher, although Sebastian had to commend him on style. What better way to test if Ciel belonged in the class than to test him on the most recent material. The embarrassment tended to overwhelm younger students; getting them to drop the class.

Sebastian stood and walked up to the board, while Ciel looked vaguely annoyed and joined him. "Three," Dietrich gave a hellish grin.

"Two," The boys grabbed their chalk, ready to prove their skill.

"One." The pair began work. Ciel was surprisingly fast as he began putting up the work necessary to solve the problem. Sebastian was right behind him, then began to take the lead. The lead wasn't that large though, as Sebastian finished a number, Ciel would be beginning it. The one character lead was enough. "X equals-" Sebastian's chalk broke as he wrote out the equal sign." He stared at the broken piece of white mineral as Ciel finished the problem.

"X equals two. Y equals negative one." Ciel looked up at Sebastian, giving him a smirk that could have been translated as 'Told you.'

Professor Dietrich gave a conceding sigh as he congratulated Ciel. "Good job Phantomhive."

Ciel gave a nod of thanks and sat back down, ready to take notes. It would take a lot more than a simple math problem to scare him off. The boy next to him smiled at the new kid and reached out his hand. "I'm Claude. It's nice to meet you."