Okay, its just one class, I can get through this easy. Ciel thought to himself as he entered the drama classroom. Just one class. What's the worst that could happen?
Keeping his head down, he hurried to his seat at the back of the room and waited for the rest of the students, and Alois, to enter.
It was only a few seconds later that several students started flowing into the classroom, including Alois Trancy. Ciel immediately looked down, and pretended to be studying when Alois looked over at him and grinned in a very Alois-like way.
Why does he always look at me like that? Maybe he looks at everyone like that and I'm just overthinking it. I should pay more attention. Besides, what does it really matter anyway?
After the bell rang, the teacher began by telling the class that they were getting scripts for a skit that they would be doing in groups.
Blah, blah, blah. This lady just keeps on talking and talking doesn't she? Can we just get the scripts? It's not like we don't already know the drill.
After announcing the groups that she had picked out, Ciel and Alois wound up in the same group.
"Everyone send one person from your group up to get enough scripts for each group!"
"I'll get them," Ciel said quickly, trying desperately to get away from Alois for a moment.
As Ciel was taking taking the scripts back, he ran right into Alois, dropping his papers to the ground in the process.
"Oh, whoopsie! Let me get those for you!" Alois bent down to get the papers.
Holy shit, those are really short shorts. Ciel could feel his face getting red. They can't be following the dress code.
"Here yah go!" Alois said with a very large grin and a laugh. Ciel mumbled thanks and started passing out the scripts to each member.
I mean, theres nothing wrong with those shorts, they make his ass look great. That's obviously why he wears them. Oh well, at least I didn't say anything stupid.
Everyone sat on the floor in a circle to start reading lines. Alois was sitting directly across the circle from Ciel, so when he looked up, he was looking at Alois..
His hair looks so soft, I wonder what it would be like to run my hand through it. Is that a bad thing to be thinking? Probably but its not like anyone can read my thoughts… Right?
Ciel looked down at his script and started highlighting the lines he had. I'm being silly, no one can read my thoughts. But what if they can? Stop this, Ciel, you're really being dumb. No one can read minds. Here, if anyone can read minds, cough right now.
Immediately after he thought that, someone started coughing. In shock, Ciel looked up to see who it was. To his horror, it was Alois who was coughing.
Its a coincidence, it has to be a coincidence. And then Alois grinned at him.
Oh my God! Ciel looked down and tried to look like he was doing something with his script. But when he started feeling like he was going to pass out, Ciel decided that he needed some fresh air, or something to clear his head.
"Miss, may I use the restroom?"
In the hallway, Ciel leaned against the wall until he could breathe somewhat normally again.
I guess I should probably go to the restroom anyway. Some cold water on my face could help me think straight. That couldn't have just happened. I was imagining it.
In the restroom, Ciel took a paper towel and got it soaked and started patting himself on the face. Everything started feeling a bit more normal. He heard the door open, but thought nothing of it.
"Imagine this," he heard the voice of Alois Trancy say. Before he knew it, Ciel was pushed up against the restroom wall, and Alois Trancy was kissing him and attempting to unbutton the younger boy's shirt. Ciel reached up and caught his hand in Alois' hair.
It certainly is soft. Alois started laughing.