Y/n pov After Nanno said that i instantly got my things And left school. I hurried home and began cleaning my house. My parents sat and watched me for about half am hour before my mom finally said something.
"Hun.. What are you cleaning for?"
"I have a friend coming over to study mom"
"Oh okay I'll make sandwhiches!" My mom went to the kitchen. Then suddenly i heard my door bell ring. I opened the door to see nanno.
"O-oh! I wasnt expecting you to be this early." I said looking down
"Lets just say i really wanted to be here with you..." She gave me a smirk? Smile i dont know..
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"Oh... Ah yes! Please Nanno. Come in! My mom is making sandwhiches for us. Ill lead you to my room" she simply nodded and i let her follow me. We passed the living room.
"Mom we are going up to my room!"
"Okay honey ill be up there when the sandwhiches are done."
Once we are in my room i close my door.
"Nanno, let me take your jacket. Ill hang it up" i say with a friendly tone
"Sure." She starts to take her jacket off staring me in the eyes. God what is she doing. Once shes done i take her jacket and hang it in my closet. We sit on my bed in silence for a minute. I finally speak.
"So. Shall we start?" I ask awkwardly.
"Actually... No thanks. I want to ask you some questions."
"Oh.. Sure."
"So. To begin. Are you really lesbian?" She asks, giving me a smile.
I freeze at her words. I knew Tika told her.
"I- i- well.. Yeah i am. Let me guess, tika told you?"
"Yes but no. I knew by the way you looked at me when i walked in class." She said moving closer to me.
"Then why did you want to be partners..?"
"Because... I like you." She purred. Looking me in my eyes.
"Nanno you just met me you cant possibly-" before i could finish i feel her lips on mine. I sit for some seconds but i eventually kiss back. A hot makeout session begins. I crawl on top of her deepening the kiss. She began unbuttoning my shirt when i heard my door open. It was my mom. Sitting there with the sandwhiches on a plate in her hand.
