(Your POV)

So, after the whole fiasco with Grell, We set off for our next class.
History.

I should have known that a centuries old Demon would know a whole lot more than a bunch of High schoolers.

But I wasn't prepared when the History teacher proclaimed that we'd be studying Jack The Ripper.
Me and two other people groaned.
Sebastian frowned, riffling thru th pages of the history book on the section of Jack the Ripper.

"This is sadly inaccurate." He mumbled.
"No It's not." I whispered back as the teacher turned away.
Suddenly I felt a vibration in my pocket. 
I slid out my iphone, making sure not to get caught as I saw that Andrew had texted me.
I didn't even know he knew my number.
Weird.

The text read: "Roses are red, Violets are blue, Can I tell you, I love you?"

I blushed at the message.
You have got to be kidding me.

I sent back: "Roses are indeed red, Violets are actually violet, and Can I tell you, I'll meet you in the gym at four?"

It vibrated as he sent back another one instantaneously.
"Perfect."

"Hmm.. Andrew."
I looked up to see Sebastian peering over at my phone.
"Hey! Nosy!" I hissed.
"I'm your butler, It's my job to be nosy." He answered, his face looking amused.

"Grr, whatever."

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Half way thru the class, I noticed Sebastian had raised his hand.
But apparently, the teacher didn't notice, or didn't want to call on him.

"Now, Jack the Ripper is the best-known name given to an unidentified serial killer, active in London in 1888. As the murders were never solved, the legends surrounding them-."
"Sir, if I may say, The murders were solved."

"Says who?" The teacher said, looking at Sebastian with a doleful look.
"I do, The murders ere indeed solved, by none other than Ciel Phantomhive."
"Ha! That's a myth."

"I am sorry to prove you wrong sir but I was-."
I stepped on his foot, glaring at him.
Seriously? He was NOT going to just say he had been there.
I mean seriously, he's the best butler but he can't even think that's a bad idea to say that?

"I mean, whatever you think happened sir." He finished, looking sideways at me.
I rolled my eyes and went back to my book, reading along with the teacher.

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(Your POV)

"How could you have thought to actually almost say "I was there, you're wrong." That was a stupid idea!"
I told him, walking along the hall with my books.

I reached my locker and opened it, it swung open.
"And thanks, now I have no lock." And with that, I shut the door and marched down the hall for lunch, Sebastian in toe.

Ignoring the people looking at him weird, he said quite audibly.
"I am sorry (Y/n), I thrive to be the very best butler, because if I didn't, what kind of butler would I be?" He added with a flourish in his tone.

"Shh! Yeah yeah." I muttered, getting in line.
"Heavens, there is quite the number of people here." Sebastian said, looking around disdainfully. 

"Yup, It's called a school. Get used to it."

"So, what did you get on your test?"

"A+"
"Seriously? You've got to be kidding me!"
"Would I kid about that (Y/n)?"

"I don't know! You are such a Know-It-All."

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  ~Wanting to be loved, for that sole obstinate reason, people can even go this far.~