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Chapter 308 

Arabella Rivera 

“So what do you do first?” 

It took me quite a few seconds to realize that the brown haired girl was speaking to me. 

I pinched the pencil between my fingers and taped it on the scribbles I had been drawing on the notebook. I turn to the girl who I assume was Haiden’s conquest last night. 

“Pardon?” I asked, completely lost. I had trained my brain well enough to know how to block out useless chatter. What they were speaking about in hushed tones wasn’t any different. 

Her brown eyes twinkle with question and the need to know one’s deepest secret. She leans closer to me, peeks from the corner of her eye to make sure Mrs. Bailey’s attention wasn’t on her and murmur faintly. 

“Do you swirl or suck first?” Her question threw me more into a dark hole where my brain couldn’t understand what she was implying at. 

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My brows crease as I contemplated why I was even sparring her my time. I then looked at the front and noticed Mrs. Bailey’s head on her desk. I guess the coffee didn’t work for her, judging by the quiet snores she made. 

I turn back to the brunette. “Swirl or suck what?” I lean back on the chair. Half interested, half not. 

Kate gave a soft giggle which made my head snap to her. “Do you swirl your tongue over the head of a cock or suck it first?” She snorts with the look of 

amusement painted in her eyes. 

Her question rendered me speechless. Tongue–tied and quite uncomfortable I shrugged and set my attention back to my scribbles. It was a bad idea to spare them a second of my time. 

Why did they even see fit to include me in such kind of conversation? 

Gwen would certainly befriend them in a heartbeat. 

“Oh come on there’s no need to be shy about it. I think most girls swirl first-” The brunette giggled beside me. I grit my teeth in annoyance and pressed down on the pencil. The tip breaks, scattering tiny fragments of graphite onto the book. 

“No Riya, most suck first.” Kate added, interrupting Riya. 

Riya’s brown hair curtains around her face as she tilts her head to cast a look of disbelief. With a scoff, she argues back. “No, they definitely swirl first. What would be the point of sucking without teasing them first?” 

I clenched my eyes, refusing to give in to the urge to shout at them to keep quiet. I would rather be anywhere else than here, but sadly I refuse to let my perfect attendance be stained for merely horny teen girls who sneak out of guys‘ rooms at night. 

Five tense seconds later the bell rings, saving me from having to hear them talk any further on the rated–r topic. I was this close to stabbing my eye with the pointless pencil just to have an excuse to get out of class. 

I quickly throw the notebook in my bag, swung the strap over my shoulder and stood up while zipping the bag. My legs knew the mission without me having to force them as they quickly stride out of class before anyone else. 

As I joined the rushing babbling students in the hallway, I couldn’t help but think that I possibly had jinxed myself by not being overly excited f day of being a senior. If I had been excited, even just a little for that new chapter in my life then perhaps, I wouldn’t be having a suckish first day. 

“My love!” The shrill voice bounced off the lockers and outdid the loud chattering of the students around me. 

A soft feminine body crashes into my back, pale arms wrapping around my form tightly. The scent of floral perfume and something else surrounded me like a barrier against the scent of sweaty boys and girls. 

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Chapter 308 

Gwen’s body weight and tight grip had me letting out a puff of shocked air as I halted in the middle of a busy hallway. Some questionable stares cana our way but I try to not let them affect me. I had grown used to Gwen acting…..like her usual self. 

“Oh how I have missed your ample bottom and your luscious breast.” She lets out a shriek of pain when I pinched the skin of her arm, twisting it until f was sure it will leave a mark. She pulls her arms away quickly, moaning out an ouch as she comes to stand beside me. 

My jaw ticked with annoyance as I began to walk towards our next class. It was a blessing and a curse that both Gwen and I had most classes together 

It was a blessing because, in this entire school, Gwen was the only one I seem to tolerate. And a curse, because she could never seem to keep quiet during class. 

Gwen catches up to my strides, fingers still rubbing the spot I inflicted pain. From the corner of my eye, I noticed her pout.” Seems like you’re even moodier than earlier?” Her sugary voice is filled with question and confusion. 

I glanced at her while I side–stepped a few students. “You try listening to horny teenagers talk about sucking dicks and see how your mood will be afterward. They even went extreme into asking me what I do first.” I shivered while fixing my bag strap over my shoulder. 

Gwen gives me a glance and knits her brows with the crease of confusion. “Do what first?” Her voice was teeming with interest. 

Of course, it is no surprise that that topic piqued her interest. 

“Suck or swirl.” I spoke in a hushed tone, batting my eyes around to see if anyone had heard me. If they did, they did not show for they continued on their way like two teenagers weren’t talking about blowjobs in the abounding school’s hallway. 

Gwen’s face crafted into more of a confused state as she sends me a ‘explain further before my brain pops‘ look. I walk closer to her, tilting my head sal could whisper for her ears only. 

“They asked if I swirl my tongue over the head of a cock or suck it first.” Repeating the words made my mouth feel filthy. I had the sudden urge to brush my tongue just to ease the feeling. 

Gwen’s mouth parts in an ‘o‘ before she throws an arm over my shoulder. “I would definitely go with swirl first. I mean you get the taste of the pre–cum and oh my God.” She squeals, eyes foggy as though in dreamland. 

“They throb when you do it, it’s just out of this world.” She raises her palms in front of her and makes the motion of spelling out every word. 

Her head falls on mine gently as she sighs. “You know Arabella, I can give you some pointers when you’re ready. There’s this trick where you start with the balls- 

I zoned her out as we continued to make our way to the English class. Honestly, I shouldn’t even be surprised. Gwen was predictable and sadly my mouth didn’t have a zipper when I needed it. 

And for the first time, I found myself praying silently in my head for the classroom to come into my vision soon. 

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