~POV~ Matthew

I was awoken to the warning bell signaling the start of my next class. I try to raise my arm to rub my eyes but instead I am met with two large biceps holding me tight. I scan my surrounding seeing I am still outside of my last class which was history. I look down to see Charles holding me like a mother holds her new born child. It looks like he is sleeping. I took this time to really study his facial features.

He has short brown hair up to his ears, a chiseled chin, and my favorite feature his chest. He is gifted with a six pack that is shown very clearly under his tight white shirt. He has ocean blue eyes that are sadly not visible while he is asleep. His face as a whole looks like it was crafted by the god and in his asleep state he looks so peaceful.

I try to get up since I am not in the most comfortable position. As I wiggle out of Charles's grip, I feel his grip tights around my waist.

"Charles, I know your awake now. We have to go we are already late as it is." I whisper into his ear. "Not until you tell me what that was before you fell asleep."

He says in a final tone. What is he talking about? What is the last thing I remember. First Miss. Jenkins called Charles to stay in the classroom while I waited outside. I closed the door and went the closes locker to rest on for a bit. I think I fell asleep and then I think someone scared me and I thought it was one of my bullies, so I dropped into fetal position. But it must have been Charles. Oh so that's what he wants to know.

"Well um I was bullied my first few years at this school and I thought you were one of them. So yeah." I was saying all this and never looking him in his eyes which I know is annoying him.

I feel a slight vibration underneath me. I turn my gaze to meet Charles's. he seems to be angry but why though. I'm not anything important. Yes, I have lots of money, butlers and servants, but that is from my father. I'm basically a waste of space.

"Matthew, if you are thinking about what I think you are thinking about with a face like that. we need to change that now. Because you are perfect." Haha how can he say that with a straight face. I burst out laughing. "you're so funny. I thought you were serious for a second." He suddenly becomes infuriated. "Matthew, I don't know what or who made you like this. But I vow still the end of my life that I will change it. I, Charles Hillington, promise to make you feel special till death do us part." What did he just say? Wasn't the end of that vow part of the marriage thingy. I feel my face heat up. Turning my gaze to my next class down the hall, which is empty. Shit, that means we are late. I have not been late ever. How could this be happening now. Ugh.

"Charles can we talk about this later. We are late for class." Hoping he would get the point. That I don't want to talk about this now. "Fine only because I want to know more about these class things. To the classs." He says while carrying me in his arms. He can sure be cute when he wants to be. I mean annoying. Yup that's what I meant.

~Lunch~

"Charles, what are you doing?" I get no answer. I was a mistake to tell him about who my bully was. Now he seems to have a death list as he is walk right up to Adam Westling. Even after I told him to it was fine. I never really cared. I deserved the punishment. Shit he is already there. Both of them are head to head. Adam looks to be a little bit taller, but Charles makes up for it in muscle. The glares they are sending is making the lunch room noticeably quieter.

"What do you want now 'new kid'. Are you ready for you first lesson of who runs this school?" Charles don't do anything stupid please. But my pleads were left on deaths door as the first punch was thrown.