The Rule Breakers

Rule 2: No Improper Attire

The next day rolls around. And Lucas is ready for another hopefully good day at school. He's already woken up a bit earlier this time around so he had time for a shower. And right now, he just finishes. He walks out of the shower with his wet towel wrapped around his neck. He then walks over to the mirror to look at himself. There's still some water dripping from his hair as it drapes over his forehead and even a little over his eyes.

Upon seeing this, and feeling the cold droplets drip onto him, he moves the towel up to dry it off a bit more. While doing this, however, he continues to look at himself in the mirror. Here he's able to see that bruise on his right side. It's been there for a long time. The color of the bruise has softened as of late, but the recovery process of this bruise has severely been halted. He stops his hair drying to wrap the towel back around his neck once more. Then he looks down at his body to see the bruise directly. He's had this thing for years. For about four years specifically. And yet...as Lucas reaches a hand down to it, he winces in pain. "Ack–" He shoots out as his entire body recoils from the stinging pain.

Even after all this time of having it. It's still just as painful. He even has to shake his head to force himself not to remember the cause of it. He takes in a deep breath before tossing the towel to the side and leaving his bathroom. Thankfully for him, his bathroom goes right into his bedroom. However, upon entering his bedroom he notices something on his bed. It's a full tuxedo suit. He walks on over to find there's also a note lying atop of it.

–Lucas. That attire you were wearing yesterday is far from the attire I expect you to wear. Pitiful. But I'll let it slide this time. You will be required to wear this from now on.--

The handwriting proves that this was written by his father. Lucas sighs before tossing the note further up his bed. His last attire was already uncomfortable enough, but now he's got to wear this? He shakes his head in annoyance before grabbing it and beginning the process of dressing.

Once the tuxedo is finally on him he looks into the mirror in his room. It's just the classic black and white suit with his white button down shirt being tucked into his black trousers and a black vest over his shirt. His black dress shoes are uncomfortably tight on him and he's got a pathetic looking black bow-tie. Wearing this suit isn't totally unappealing to Lucas. It does make him feel special and important. But for something like school...even he knows it's way too much. But he doesn't have a choice. It's his Father's rule.

He fixes up his hair before trying to give himself a reassuringly confident smile. "Ugh..." the smile doesn't help to make him feel any better about the situation. There's a sudden knock on the door. "Come in," Lucas allows. The door soon opens and so Lucas turns to look at whoever is coming in. It's Matt.

"Hello Sir. You look like you're going to a party." Lucas sighs before grabbing his hand in front of himself.

"Father told me to wear it."

"To school? You didn't even have to be this formal at your private school." Lucas shrugs before looking back into his mirror.

"I believe he might be a little upset at my choice of school." Matt clenches his mouth shut and walks over to plant a soft hand on his shoulder.

"I apologize sir. I wish he was easier on you." There's a silence between the two of them. Both know how rough his Father can truly be. But Lucas then shakes his head and smiles up at Matt.

"What did you need anyway, Matt?"

"Breakfast is ready. I thought it'd be nice to eat down in the dining room."

"Yeah, it would be nice. I will be right down in a moment."

"Yes sir," Matt bows his head before patting Lucas's back and leaving the room. Now alone again, Lucas stares at himself in the mirror. He moves a hand back to where the bruise is. And even with the clothing in the way, he still winces. This bruise is a seemingly permanent reminder of what happens when he breaks a rule. A rule broken so long ago. He's not very eager to break another at the moment. So despite how much he dislikes the idea of going to school in this suit, he leaves anyway. After all, this isn't his life, but his Father's.