Ms. Homophobic (gxg) ~[Editing]~

XX: Um Surprise?

~ Author's Note:

Yeah, another chapter. Since it's summer, more chapters will come. :3 Besides, this is almost ending. Maybe 3-5 chapters more, then I'll be able to rewrite my other stories. This story has been bothering me lately.

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~ Isabel's POV:

This week had passed by so fast. Even my ninja skills improved. I've been sneaking into Lauren's room any hour that I can each day. I even made friends with the gate keeper! He'd even warn me if Mr. Anderson was home or not.

It was around 11am when I parked my motorbike just outside the gates of Lauren's house. Usually, I'd park it farther from here, but not today. I wanted to do it in a formal way since I was tired of climbing through Lauren's window.

"Hey, Brandon," I greeted the gate keeper. He nodded and smiled, opening the gate for me. "Mr. Anderson is home," he tells me.

"I know," I replied, "thanks anyways."

I walked to the front door, and raising my fist to knock. My hand was shaking because it was my first time in meeting the guy. I started to even sweat. Without thinking, my fist collided into the door, making 3 knocks.

The door opened after a few seconds, revealing a man in normal clothes. He didnt have a scary visage on, so I assumed that he was nice.

"Good morning, is Lauren home?" I asked nicely. Deep inside, I wanted to run away, and I didn't know why.

"Good morning," he smiled in a kindly manner, stepping out of the door way, and allowing me to enter, "Bunny is upstairs. Go ahead and walk up." It was cute when he called Lauren, 'Bunny.'

"Thank you," I replied, "I'm Isabel." I extended my hand for him to shake, and he does. "Scott," he said. I nodded and walked up the stairs. I easily find Lauren's room because it's a pink door.

Without knocking, I allowed myself to enter. I then locked the door behind me, and laid myself onto her bed. Not even a minute, the door to the bathroom opens, and Lauren steps out in only a towel. I couldn't stop myself from gawking. Her hair wasn't wet so I concluded that she blowed dried it before coming out. She's extremely sexy. She didn't look surprise when she saw me.

"Hey, Isabel," she says. She simply walked to her closet to find something to wear.

"H-hi!" I squeaked out. I watched her as she bends a little,about to put her panties on, but she looked my way.

"Turn," she gestured with her pointer to me. I whined. She gave me one of those sexy serious face. I gulped, then looked at her for at least 5 more seconds then turned around.

After she was done changing, I felt the bed dip. "Finally," I moaned out.

"Hm," she hums out.

"Can we cuddle?"I asked as I gave her a slight pout.

She chuckles. "You usually just do it. You don't ask for permission before."

I shrugged as I crawled closer to her. "It's because I was scared you might say no," I uttered as I pulled her closer to me.

"Why do you think I'd say no?" she asks as she lays her head on the crook of my neck. I love this.

"Just a thought," I answered, playing with her hair. I think I have a hair fetish.

"Remember how we'd always tell each other snide remarks?" Lauren states.

"Yeah. We were like Tom and Jerry. You were always hurting me physically and emotionally," I chirped, remembering the memories.