Isabella sat smiling contently with her medical work well done. She wasn't quite sure what profession she wanted to go into, but she did love taking care of people. Her mother often took care of people when she was her age, and in fact thought about becoming a nurse as well. Her mother always said, "If only I had a stronger heart." Isabella knew she meant she couldn't take on everything that came with that job. But, maybe Isabella could. As Isabella was lost in her thoughts, she noticed EJ squirming around. ]'My goodness what's wrong-? And just as Isabella was wondering, she got her answer as something hard but still soft brushed against her knee.
Isabella froze. She knew what that was but only from the yaoi books she found under her mothers bed. 'S-s-s-s-so t-this I-is a b-boner?' She thought not knowing what to say.
EJ spoke frantically, his words almost going by so fast they weren't audible. As EJ was making wild ideas about blood loss, Isabella had her own curiosities and questions to fulfill.
Isabella took a glance around, making sure William and Maven were no where in sight. Isabella, blushing madly stood up and sat on EJs lap. "D-Does that f-feel good?" She asked truly curios. Isabella could feel the mass underneath her against her inner thigh, making her slightly tremble. She wasn't even sure what all this meant, but her innocent bewilderment wanted to know. Isabella looked at EJ with doe eyes, her face a deep crimson.
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Will's eyes widened as she scooted closer. Clearing his throat and glancing around he spoke calmly. "Nothing in particular,..I was thinking of going to the library myself, to rent a few more books from my reading list." He said truthfully. Although he knew that if Maven wanted to do something, he probably would've dropped the library idea. Sometimes he just couldn't say no to that baby face.
William knew in his heart that he adored her childish room and style. He found it cute and always thought she was in a genre of her very own. He always knew she was special but he didn't know just how special she was to him, not yet anyway. William started chuckling, at first trying to muffle it, but it became loud none the less. He pointed to the oversized plaid shirt and tried to communicate through snickering. "Maven, your buttons are miss matched.." He smirked. If this were 5 or 6 years ago, William might've just un buttoned and re buttoned her shirt without a second thought. But it wasn't. His hand reached for her shirt but quickly retreated realizing their ages. "S-Sorry old habit, heh." He said, shielding his face as a light blush spread across it.