Literature
Can't Stop Dreaming Ch3
Chapter 3
I'm so sick of the annoying high pitched squeals from the girls in my class. I was tired and wasn't in the mood to talk and so I covered my ears with my palms. I looked to my right and saw Ciel being drowned in questions.
"Why is your hair blue?" a blond girl asked and felt his hair. He slapped her hand away with his new leather gloved hand, go me for buying them, and fixed his hair again.
"Don't touch me," he groaned and tried to relax in his seat but it was impossible.
"Feisty, but I like them," a snobby girl, wearing the least amount of clothing required, bent down and kissed Ciel on his forehead.
"Watch it," I growled at th
