Peach Flavoured Dreams

“Hey, what do we do now?” The girl took out her notebook and hurriedly flipped to a new page to scribble. Bored to death, he leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes. After a while, she slapped his arm roughly. “Ouch! What was that for?!” She pointed to the notebook and showed him a roughly drawn stickman in bed. However, most attention-grabbing was the bright red moustache on the stickman’s face. She then pointed to a room in the left-wing of the school. Snickering, he flicked her forehead. “Weren’t you the good kid? What happens if I accidentally burn something that might not be his moustache?” He looked at her and laughed. Hesitating for a while, she flipped a page and quickly wrote the words ‘I can handle it’. She then patted her chest firmly and nodded at him. “I guess that’s the good thing about you having a water element. Don’t you think we are a good match?” He playfully grinned at her. She looked at him for a moment and scoffed. But her cheeks were bright red.