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chapter 15 | Long fingers

"There's something annoying though..." I place my face against the side of hers but glide my hand along her hip. "What?"

"You seem to have lost weight since the beginning of this year...you're worrying me..." I tell her the truth that I noticed just yesterday when she was in a simple nightdress. "Well...I feel more like I gained weight..." she leans back but runs her fingers through her hair. "Are you kidding me? You seem thinner and I don't like it."

"You don't like it? Who wouldn't?" she raises her eyebrows but changes of mood now that we're talking about this. "Everyone calls me fat...so I don't see the problem."

"Not everyone, just assholes and jealous bitches," I correct her stupid sentence. "A thick girl is better in every way," I retreat from her and remove my hand from her thigh, hating to be hearing such dumb things. "How can this be better?"

"There's something to grip and a lot of guys like it, which girls barely want to believe because they think it's better to look like the sick skeletons we see in magazines and fashion shows," I glance away and tuck my hands in my pockets, speaking facts. "Starving yourself just to look like someone else will maybe get you some more guys but those ones will leave you once you'll gain a few pounds."

"They're all like that anyway..." she lets the most typical sentence out of her mouth as a girl but I lay my eyes over her. "No, they're not. A lot of them are assholes who cannot be loyal but there are also guys like me and if you don't believe me, you meet my exes and you'll see I like every type of girl."

"Every type but still skinny..." she remains stubborn with her ideas but I fly my hand up to her mouth to cover it. "Shut up my kitten, I'd love to have a thick girlfriend with a cute tummy, thick hips and thighs I could grip onto when needed...and a thick body is good for winter. If you were a man you would understand how good it feels when you cuddle with a thick girl."

"So you don't like skinny girls?" she asks with her curiosity never ceasing but I chuckle. "Ya. Do you even listen to what I say? I don't give a shit about the body but I don't like it when a girl is skinny because she starves herself. I want a healthy girl and if she's not confident or doesn't love herself, I'll make her do it."

She grabs my wrist and pulls it down. She doesn't reply anymore but only averts her eyes from mine.

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2:40 pm.

"Guys," the male teacher drifts our attention to our books as he knows this class is going to be hard for him. "Here you have the basic steps in human reproduction. We're first going to start with the male reproductive system so without looking below, can someone tell me the four main parts of it?"

I lick my lips as my hand is supporting my heavy head but I glance on my left, to get y/n in my sight. She's keeping her eyes down to not have to deal with me during this class but if she believes I'm going to keep my mouth shut, she's too optimistic.

"No one?" he tries again but understands not a single student is asking to be in the center of the attention. "Alright then, let's do it together..." he doesn't hide his despair but goes for it, gazing down at his book to do it with us. "Let's start with the tests," he types on his laptop to show us the image of it in a bigger size that we didn't want to see on the interactive board.

As soon as we can see it, I turn back towards y/n and find myself being lucky to have her eyes in my direction. "He's small, right?" I whisper but smirk to tease her, putting my arms down on the table to lean closer to her. She gives me a judging look. "Do you think I pay attention to that?"

"Maybe...but I'm just making an observation," I shrug but toy with my pen, liking this subject but noticing the lack of interest coming from her, I take hold of my long ruler. "Look..." I lay it in front of her. "That's my size," I chuckle quietly but have fun once I realize I'm making her blush. "Tch...stop lying," she slides the ruler back to my side. "And I don't care anyway."