Brianna's POV
"I'm not understanding anything"
I'm full on panicking because of tomorrow's exam. I really don't want to fail and redo my senior year when I could be in college having the time of my fucking life.
Even though I never cared too much for my school work, exams still give me a lot of anxiety.
Mostly because I hate being the one that always gets the lowest grades and have people around me judge me even if they don't verbally do it.
I unfortunately, care a lot about what people think of me either from my looks or personality because that's literally all I have to offer.
I'm fucking stupid in school, I have no hobbies, i don't play any sports. I'll be surprised if any college even takes me honestly.
And I can be very frustrating when someone is helping me study so I'm really appreciative of what Harper is doing for me. I know I can be a little hard to deal with.
"It's okay, we have a lot of time to study" she reassured but I couldn't help but be anxious about it "hey look at me" she demanded and I slowly looked at her, a bit ashamed that she gets to see me be this fucking stupid.
Harper probably wants to date a smart girl that she can talk to about the books she reads or smart people shit.
She won't want someone like me and that kind of scares me because I really like her.
"I'm here to help you. You have nothing to worry about" her eyes are so beautiful. It's driving me insane.
"I'm just worried. I always get f's and d's, I don't want that to keep happening. I want to get better grades" I explained very truthfully. She smiled a little "that's good. I'm glad you're starting to care more"
I laughed and looked down "caring won't do shit" I said playing around with the pencil "caring will motivate you more and will make you study more which results into getting better grades"
I didn't say anything to what she said. I want to have hope in me as much as she does.
"Okay how about we play a game?" She asked and I looked at her "I'm listening" I said making her smile.
"Every time you finish an equation or any question, you get to ask me a question. Personal, family related, sexual, whatever you want"
I smirked a little "I'll take that"
I started doing the equations as she helped me through it, not giving me the answers just trying to remind me about a few things she said.
"There you go. You got it" Harper said making me smile widely and look at her "really?" She smiled and nodded her head "you did it"
I guess offering me a chance to get to know my crush better, helps me become smarter.
"Okay I get to ask you a question now" she hummed and waited for me to ask it "do you have any tattoos?" I asked her.
I'm starting simple and easy. We'll get to the juicy stuff in a bit.
"Yep. It's on my rib cage" I licked my lips and looked down at her body "can I see it?" I asked hesitantly. She squinted her eyes a little "please?" I said making her laugh "I guess"
She lifted her shirt up leaving her breasts covered, giving me a good view of her body and her tattoo.
I ran my fingers on it softly "does it say 'Pepa is the best aunt ever'?" I asked her with a little laugh. She nodded her head and looked down at it "my niece wrote it on a paper and my sister sent me a picture of her holding it. It's her hand writing"
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Book girl // lesbian story (intersex x girl)
Diversos"Why don't you want people to know about us?" Harper asked me as she stepped closer to me. I looked away from her eyes and bit my lip nervously, not knowing the answer to her question. "Is it because you don't want people to know that you like the...