Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson's gaze fell on Whitney's hands. "Remove your hands," he commanded coldly.

Whitney gripped tighter and squeezed a bright smile a t him. "I have something to tell you, Lil' Jens."

"Go on then." Jenson looked impatient.

A coy smile exuded from Whitney's eyes. She suddenly stood on her toes and pressed her delicate lips on Jenson's.

As though struck by lightning, Jenson glared at her with his frosty and furious eyes.

Like a kid caught doing bad things, Whitney started blushing with shame. "I like you, Jenson."

Jenson wiped his lips that she had touched in disgust and snapped. "Are you mad?"

"Yes, I am mad. I like you. I'm madly in love with you." Whitney grinned.

"What did you consume to get so precocious?" Jenson said furiously.

"I've thought about it, Jens. I know we're both very young, and I did want to wait until you grew up a little more before confessing to you, but as you slowly grow taller, more and more girls in the academy are starting

a crush on you. I

the kiss. Now that I've kissed you, you belong to me. When you

"I don't care. I gave you my first kiss, so you have to take responsibility

her. "I'm not

know. I'll wait until you grow up.

"You kissed me, and

Whitney's smile froze.

"Jens..."

even sued you for child molestation, and

Jenson sneered before leaving.

a huge hole in

flew over and crashed into another hole in the ground.

could he possibly graduate if a bad*ss woman like Whitney was

lit up in Jenson's head and a

with a cold countenance, "Do you know why I

kid, don't have good taste and don't know how to appreciate a good girl!" Jenson said, "Would anyone like a barbarian