Chapter 9

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A.O.B (Alison Over Biology)

Ariana's POV

"Close your mouth you look like a blow fish!" Jane says teasingly. I giggle because none-the-less, Alison did look adorable standing there with her mouth all open like that.

She blinks a couple time before her brain seemingly turned back on. "Um, Oh. Yeah. Right."

"Lets go to your room." I say because it didn't seem like she was going to invite me up anytime soon. Not that I blame her. I had sex in her bed...with Jessica. Not necessarily the nicest thing to do when you're a guest in someone's home. Jessica could be convincing sometimes, still that doesn't mean i don't feel guilty as fuck. You should have seen her face, she looked like she was gonna cry. Usually, i would roll my eyes and tell them not to be such a Prudy bitch about it. With Alison- I couldn't even look at her. I wanted to hug her and tell her I was sorry, that i would have much rather slept with her.

I was a pro at acting like i didn't care.

I sat on her bed carefully, making sure to leave room for her. "So what made you change your mind?" She asks after clearing her throat.

"Well you know - Wanted to spend time with you!" I chuckle nervously. She blushes and hugs her arms around her shoulders.

"Right. Sure you do. So should we start?"

I nod. "That's what i'm here for."

"OK then," She says, reaching for her textbook.

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"No, Ariana." Alison said for the thousandth time. "Prophase 1 is where the individual chromosomes become visible."

We had been at this for about an hour and I'm not gonna lie. It's giving me a headache making it much harder to focus. Her voice being all soft and patient didn't help either. Nor, did the way she bit the tip of her pen in her mouth, waiting for me to respond.

One hour in and I know this isn't going to work. Nope, she's too cute, biology is too hard and I'm too slow.

"Ariana, did you just hear anything I said?" I shake my head because honestly, I didn't.

I was too busy drooling over how her breast looked in that shirt. Yup, this isn't going to work. She sighs and puts her textbook aside.

"Why aren't you getting this? We've been over it like...100 times already. Are you alright?" I grin, mostly because I really wanna say something corny like, Screw biology why can't I just do you.

"I'm not a biology fan." I say. "Nothing else." she nods understanding.

"OK, so we can try again tomorrow? You know if you're not busy. 'Cause if you are we don't have to..."

I place a finger on her lips quieting her. "You really need to learn how to stop babbling. I understand, And yes. We can try again tomorrow. Thanks by the way." I say. Her cheeks go bright red as she watches me stand with her lips hanging a part adorably. Shit, I really have to stop this.

"O-Ok." She says rising to open the door for me. "Wait, Can I ask something though?"

I pause waiting for her to talk, her blush deepens as she goes on. "Um, W-why did you change your mind? I mean...really."

"Just like I said nerd girl. I wanted to spend more time with you." I wink, teasing her before leaving. Sadly, I actually meant that, in terms of I had no other choice and really...

I am fucking hard for her.

Chapter question:
What is your favorite song?

At the time this chapter was written it was "teenage Dirtbag" by Wheatus.
Right now it's "Next contestant" by Nickelback. I fucking love that song, makes me feel like going to random bars and kicking the ass of anyone who touches my imaginary girlfriend

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