Heyy guys! So, this is a rewrite of chapter 1!! I don't think further explanation is required, so let's begin!

Ethan:

I woke up as the alarm clock rang, literally jumped out of the bed and landed on the floor with a 'WHAT THE-'... Yep. How... Brave of me. Anyways, I got up sluggishly and shut off the alarm. I had half a mind to go to sleep right there, but I didn't. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and noticed something: The mansion was quiet. Too quiet. It isn't supposed to beer this quiet at 6:30 am. It's always bustling, the servants always working, TV blaring and my parents always talking on the phone.

I quickly got dressed, wore a dark grey hoodie on top of a simple black T-shirt and navy jeans, and hastily combed my hair. I wiped my wet body (I OBVIOUSLY took a shower, guys. Get yo mind outta the gutter!!) and raced down the stairs. I saw Haworth, with his silver hair and soft grey eyes. 'Hey Haworth. How goes it?' I asked him, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

'Oh goes it fine, young master.' He replied. I smiled, and so did he. We had a running joke about this line for years. Haworth cleaned the last speck of dust from the table as I asked him, 'So, uhm... Where are Master and Mistress, Haworth?' Haworth looked at me a bit sadly. 'Mr. And Mrs. Jones are not here, master. They both left for vacation, with their... Additionals, and said they won't be coming back for a long while.' 'Please don't call me master, Haworth. Call me sonny, or Ethan, or kiddo, like you used to.' I pleaded with him quietly.

See, Haworth used to call me sonny, or kiddo, before Master found that out and said harshly that only scum and lowly eople say that, and so he forbade Haworth to call me that. Haworth obliged. Of course he did, he had to; If he hadn't, he would've lost his job. I can't even admit it, but it felt really nice to know that someone actually loves me. Unconditionally. Not because they're obliged to, but because they choose to do so. I thought about what Haworth said. Additionals... Oh right. Must be Master's secretary and Mistress' friend from work. They think I don't know that they're cheating on each other. Bullshit. I may be pathetic but I'm not clueless.

We were the Jones. Mr. Harry Jones, Mrs. Cherry Jones and their son, Ethan Jones. The perfect family. A dream for everyone else. A nightmare for me. We were, after all, the Jones. I glanced at the watch. 7:30 am. Better get going. I pocketed my wallet, phone, and slung my bag over my shoulder. 'I'll see you afterwards, Haworth.' I tried for a cheery farewell, smiling softly and waving my hand at the door. Haworth shook his head silently. 'You deserve so much more love, sonny. I'm sorry, your parents don't deserve someone like you.' I walked to my car, forcing myself to keep walking.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't FUCKING cry... My eyes filled with tears, but I didn't let them fall. I got into my car and looked at myself. Stop crying. It's a sign of weakness, remember? Stop crying, stupid! And I drove the car out of the driveway, to school. I painfully forced a smile on my face: Happy Ethan mask: on.

Felix:

I sighed, trying to reason with Riley for the last time. 'I told you, I'm really not into you! You were just a fucking one-night stand!' I know its harsh but I mean seriously, this whore was throwing herself on me like all the fucking time. It gets annoying, you know? Riley scoffed and looked at me haughtily. 'Whatever, Hunter! We. Are. Over!' And she storned off. Bitch we weren't even ever together-? You delusional or something? I swear to gods I-

Sorry, got a bit carried away. So, my name is Felix Hunter, and I'm the school's bad boy. No, not the fuck boy. Ethan Jones is the fuck boy. I just like a good hook-up once a while. Once a week... Okay, Maybe twice a week. Or more. So, I'm 6'2", and yes, I work out. I have dark brown hair, almost black, that's highlighted with blue streaks. I have bright blue eyes, with just a tinge of purple to them. I'm twenty-three years old, and I have ADHD. Surprise, woo hoo! Ahem. I'm also, really fucking rich. Well I mean, not as rich as the Jones, but eh. Rich enough to rule people.

I took some books from my locker, and shut it closed. Okay, chill. Just because I'm rebellious doesn't mean I don't study. I'm one of the top scorers, in fact. My life is awesome. My entire family is so supportive, I have an older brother who's in colege and he loves me so much. My parents are amazing, despite having so much work they always seem to take some time out for me. And grandma is the best. I still remember, that one day when I was in sixth, I came home and told my grandma that I liked a boy. I was expecting her to be angry or be disgusted or something, like the boys at school had been. She patted my back, kissed me, gave me a cookie, and said, 'Go get him, child!' Man, I love her.

I saw Ethan walking with Jordan alongside him. He looks so happy, I don't know how I've never seen him sad or ever lose control of his emotions. He must have such a perfect life. I mean, I'm not exactly stable, but I'm pretty sure I don't sob in the middle of a class or sonething. I have some sense of control. I smiled, and waved my hand to Ethan. He smiled and waved back. 'Hey dude! What's up?' I asked him casually, bouncing on the balls of my feet. He smiled softly. 'Nothing much, Felix. You?' I nodded my head. 'Pretty good. Say, me and a few other boys are hosting a sleepover tonight. You coming?' He nodded his head and smiled. 'Oh, can I bring my sister?' I laughed and said sure. We talked for about a few more minutes before eventually we had to go back to our classes.

Unfortunately, I stumbled across Thomas and Jordan making out. Gods dam, just because they're dating doesn't mean they can just do PDA! I sighed, and smiled to myself, taking a seat at my desk. Oh well. Time for Maths, I thought, taking out my notebook and a pen.

Heyy guys! I'm so sorry this took so long! I had exams and stuff... Anyways, do you like this version of the chapter better or the other one? I personally loved the way this turned out to be. The original one seems really dam cringe. Oh well. Love y'all! Thanks for so many views, comments, votes and I love all my followers!! See you guys! Also this is like, 1200+ words so I'm really happy!

(PS: what do you think is gonna happen next?)

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