7

It was common for the Holmes to have dinner together. Not that Paris had a problem with it since the table was about ten metres long and he was far away from his Father and Mother, was still locked in her room.

The only problem he had, was when Sebastian felt it was alright to actually talk to him during dinner because he had really hoped they had both entered a vow of silence by now.

But it was Sebastian Holmes. He never kept to anything.

"I called your school today."

He paused. That was new. His Father never cared to check on his school activities, unless the school called him themselves.

Which also meant, what ever he was about say would not be pleasant to Paris' ears. "And your grades are... Still quite remarkable."

But, Paris mentally added.

"But this girl, this— ." Sebastian wiped his mouth with a napkin and put back his cutlery in place. "This Parker girl. She is still the best student, and you're number two."

Paris felt the veins on his forehead began to appear, but he said no