C͢u͢p͢ O͢f͢ T͢e͢a͢: K͢i͢n͢g͢b͢u͢ry͢ {DISCONTINUED?}

10

George William Frederick

After the Seastar left, I stared at my phone, thinking.

'What if we met in person? I could help him more..'

I dismissed the thought, thinking how it could be uncomfortable for him..

With a sigh, I climbed into bed and went to sleep, mentally preparing for tomorrow.

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I was awoken by a few brisk knocks. "Master George-er-George! Wake up!! School is in an hour and a half! Breakfast is ready!" Sara called. I groaned and rolled out of the bed, unhappy with having my beauty sleep disrupted.

"Alright! I'll be down after my shower!" I called and disappeared into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, running a hand through my knotted blonde locks with a sigh.

'Lets just get this over with..'

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After breakfast, I was now in my dressing room with Sara, picking out an outfit. "How about we go for a more.. High schooler type outfit?" She asked, looking through the closet. I scoffed at the idea of myself dressing like one of those mongrels.

"How about this? Elegant today, high school whatever tomorrow." I told her, grabbing a red jacket-like shirt. She pouted but agreed. "Fine! Come on, let's get you dressed.."

(George is wearing what's up top since I'm lazy and don't feel like describing it- Also minus the wig-)

After I was all dressed, I looked in the mirror, smiling to myself. "I look so fabulous! Wait wait, Sara, get my eye liner and lipstick, please!"

Yes, I wear makeup.

She nodded and went over to the cabinets, taking out the requested items and bringing it to me. I thanked her and applied it, but perfectly. "Much better!" I marveled over my appearance with a smirk and put the items away. "Get the car started and what those peasants call a backpack prepared, please." Sara nodded and exited the room.

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Once we pulled up at the school in my limousine, I watched the students eye the car. I rolled my eyes and waited for the driver to open my door. I got out, fixing my crown and elegantly walking into the school. I scoffed in disgust as people looked at me, whispering amongst themselves. 'Disgusting!'

I thought, opening the door that was most likely infested with germs. I kept my nose upwards, ignoring their looks and continued sashaying down the hallway. I was doing my own thing when I felt a body collide with mine. "Ah!!" I heard a squeak as we both tumbled to the grown, papers flying everywhere.

"Excuse yo-" I was cut off when my eyes met with he most beautiful and dazzling chocolate brown pools I've ever seen.

"O-oh..! I'm so sorry..!!" The male squeaked, quickly sitting up and reaching out a hand to help me up. "No no.. its quite alright.." I said, taking his hand. "Are you sure..?" He said, tucking some of his brown hair behind his ear, nervously. He looked.. familiar..

"Yes, it is, my dear. What is your name?" I asked, mesmerized by his beauty. "Samuel.. Samuel Seabury.." He squeaked, blushing from the pet name.

'Seabury...? Like... SeauburySeastar..! Thats him!! He's much more cuter in person!!' I thought. "Nice to meet you, Sam.." Was all I could say as he kneeled down and started picking up his papers. "Y-you, too.." He said quietly. He sounded so tired.. He seemed almost dead on his feet. I kneeled down with him and helped him pick up his papers.

"O-oh no..! You don't have to do that..! You'll get your beautiful clothes dirty..!" He said, looking at me. "It's quite alright, darling. I want to help." I told him, handing him the papers. He blushed, meeting my eyes then gently taking the papers, stacking him and holding them to his chest. "T-thank you..!" He squeaked. Before I could say anything, a bell rang. "I-I'll see you around, s-sir..!" He said and quickly walked off, his cheeks red. I watched him go, a small smile on my face.

"God, I am super gay.."

(Sorry for my lack of updates, I haven't been feeling well ;-; so, sorry that this is garbage)