@the-frozen-queen: Class Notes And Innocent Flirts
The clock’s hands moved, counting the seconds, minutes and hours. They moved slowly if you look at them long enough. Just like that in a circle-
The blond boy’s hand slipped and his forehead hit the school wooden desk. Even after that he just laid there, letting out a loud sigh. Placing both hands on the desk, prepared to take a nap. The class was too boring to stay waken up in. Bro’s going to kick his ass for this later, but he’ll do something about it.
The teacher hasn’t noticed him yet. He was sunk in the Math geometric and figures. In few words, things you probably won’t need later anyway.
Dave turned his head to the side, making himself more comfortable. His shades where tilted, but he didn’t bothered to fix them. Instead of that, the boy peeked at the girl on the adjacent table.
She was focused on the lesson. Her long white hair was put up on a braid, blue orbs shifting as she wrote down on her notebook.
A small smile curled up on his lips. This lesson won't be that boring after all.