Boot Camp

Chapter 22 : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"Flew me to places I'd never been! Now I'm lying on the COLD HARD GROUND!"
Ciel gritted his teeth as Alois continued to sing and mock him all at the same time.

"No apologies! He'll never see you cry- Oh wait, I did!" Alois cackled at that last bit and hopped to a stop in front of him. "Were you really crying, or did you just have something in your eye? Isn't that how the typical answer goes?" The little blonde let out another witch like cackle.

At times, Ciel really questioned why he was friends with the clearly neurotic Alois. The blonde relished in his taunting and sometimes Ciel just wanted to pound his face in.

"For the last time you fucking brat, I had dust in my eye from cleaning the chalk boards curtesy of Spears." Ciel walked around his rather stupid friend and squeezed the bridge of his nose. He just wanted some peace and quiet, but on the way to class which he shared Alois... That was the impossible.

Alois rolled his eyes at the retreating figure but skipped to catch up with the other. He glanced at Ciel out of the corner of his eyes and gave Ciel a small smirk. "Ha-ha, yeah right. I'm sure it had nothing to do with the way Michaelis left you on the cold hard ground." He turned away and skipped ahead before he came to a stop. "You know, in all seriousness, I think you and Sebastian really need to have a serious talk. No bullshit, no cutting each other off, no Taylor Swifting, but actually talk to each other"

Ciel frowned at his friend who was suddenly giving wise advice despite the weird phrase of 'Taylor Swifting'. Whatever that means.

"Yeah... I'll get on that." He clicked his teeth in annoyance at a thought. "If he even wants to see me that is." The thought of Sebastian not wanting to see him anymore had him frowning, but he decided to shake it off. He would make Sebastian see him whether he wanted to or not.

He shook his head and jogged a bit to catch up with Alois who had already started walking.

"Wait up, you shit."

"Incorrect answer, go sit down and allow one of your classmates to fix your mistake, Phantomhive."

Ciel bit the inside of one of his cheeks to not say anything smart towards Spears. When another unnamed student approached and held his hand out to accept the chalk, Ciel slapped it into his palm. It broke of course, but that made it better. Adding the fact that it pissed off Spears because someone broke his only piece of chalk.

He stiffly walked back to his seat and saw Alois fast asleep with his head on his palm. With a devious smile, he walked by and pretending he wasn't going to do anything. As soon as he passed by his lazy friend, he slapped the back of his head making him do a face plant onto his desk.

Chortling, he continued walking but Spear's annoyed voice stopped him from sitting down.

"Phantomhive! I saw that. No matter how much you care for your fellow 'lazy' students, keep your hands to yourself." (Spears really hated that Trancy kid).

Ciel rolled his eyes sat down and gave Spears an unimpressed look before he nodded. "Sure thing, Spears." He omitted the 'mr' just to piss him off more and by the looks of it, it worked.

Spears grip on his ruler tightened and his face looked like he just sucked a lemon with lips pursed and a crease between his eyebrows.

He had wanted to let another smart-ass quip slip from his lips, and Ciel opened his mouth to do so, but a knock interrupted him. Every students' head turned towards the door and Spears, with a more intense glare, barked for the person to enter. "Come in." Spears mumbled under his breath and Ciel would have put money that the words were somewhere along the lines of hating everyone in this entire camp.