I couldn't stop a grin from growing on my face as I walked into Debate. Narrowly avoiding a steaming hot cup of 'Black Wonder' tea to the head. A thrown tea cup. It's almost the unofficial way Uncle March says hello.

Well at least that's how he greets my father and I. Well a thrown tea cup and some very colorful words Mother says I am never allowed to use.

It's apparently not very lady like to use foul language, and she'd be damned if she reasoned anything less than a true lady. A bit of a double standard from a women who can hold her own against most any naval officer. Not that I'd ever say that to her!

Anyways...Debate!

Uncle March wasted no time in pairing us together to discuss 'whatever will lead to at least one broken plate'. People paired up too quickly, leaving me as the odd man...women out. Though before I could roll my eyes someone took the seat in front of my hesitantly.

It was a boy, who was practically shaking in his boots. I couldn't help but slightly admire his cute puppy like demeanor. Something I didn't hide nor make obvious, though the boy's brown eyes were darting around the room so quickly I doubt he could tell I was looking at him.

Looks like I got a new play toy.

"Cory-Chester Cheshire, future 'Cheshire Cat' of Underland after I descend my father. I've never seen you before, so that means you must have transferred in recently." I happily purred as I spun a chipped tea cup on one of my fingers. "I guess as School President I should probably welcome you."

The boy nodded mutely and shook my out stretched hand after a minute pause. His eyes now sizing me up, though I'm not as oblivious as he had been and smirk when his eyes meet mine. Making his pale freckled face turn a deep red.

"Like what you see?"

"I-I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable in anyway-"

I chuckled lightly to cut off the poor boys babbling, pouring us both a cup of 'Alice Flower' tea. My mother had long ago taught me that food and drink can do wonders when it comes to men. It is times like these I'm glad I was forced to lessen.

"Calm down. If it makes you feel any better, I think you're pretty cute looking yourself. I might have even let you kiss me without a problem. Though I'm not one looking for a boyfriend right now, so I guess you'll have to be okay with being a friend for now." I winked at the boy playfully. "Don't worry though, I won't give up on our love no matter what."

Catching onto my playfulness the boy relaxed a bit and offered me a slight smile.

"I'm Carlos De Vile. I won't be offended if you don't want to ever talk to me again."

"Why wouldn't I want to talk to you again?" I winked at him. "I never said I didn't like what I see. Besides I'd be more offended if your mother had tried making coats out of kittens instead of flee bag puppies. Anyways I'm about to go for a smoke break you wanna come?"

"You smoke? You look thirteen."

"I'm going to be fifteen, thank you very much Puppy. Beside this is Underland, almost everyone smokes it helps crave our madness. Besides I'm A Cheshire Kitten, no poison can kill us only affect us to some extent. So you in?"

Carlos smiled and nodded. "After you...Kitten."

"Cute."

"I know."