Chapter Eight - Unbelievable Texts

We were at the cafe, going through the charts, copying the others stuff. Arnav had a few problems so I helped him out with that. Soon enough, time had passed by and it was time to go.

"Now for the written report," Arnav said. "And then there's extra credit if you make a picture of the baby."

"Yeah, I don't know about that, but okay," I chuckled slightly.

Arnav chuckled as well and then he smiled. "Well, laters then."

I nodded. "Laters," I smiled lightly.

I turned to walk away. A few steps- oh who am I kidding! Exactly six steps after, Arnav called out to me.

"Khushi!"

I stopped and turned. "Yeah?"

Arnav came walking over to me and stood about an arm's distance away from me. "Um... there was something I wanted to ask you."

I scrunched my eyebrows. "Sure."

"Um... well I was wondering if..." he looked down, hands in his pockets, and then back at me, "... if you wanted to go out with me sometime?"

My jaw nearly dropped and I nearly tripped without even moving. Sex-on-legs say what?! Holy... this-is-a-dream, this-is-a-dream, this-is-a-dream, this-is-a-dream, this-is-a-dream, this-is-a-dream!!!!!!!!

I carefully pinched myself and everything was the same.

Eeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppppppp!!!!!!!!

This is all real!!!!!!!!!

"Um," I finally managed to say, "I... I-I-I would l-love to."

Arnav smiled lightly, looking relieved.

What da fuh? He's relieved?!

"Great! Um, how about I text you later."

I nodded. "S-sure," I stuttered.

Way to play it smooth -___-

Arnav nodded and then bent down and kissed me on my left cheek. He turned away with a smile and left. As he walked away from me, my left hand slowly came up to my cheek. My cheek lingered and I was in complete shock.

THE Arnav Singh Raizada kissed me! ME! Khushi Kumari Gupta! Arnav Singh Raizada kissed me, Khushi Kumari Gupta!!

Eeeeeeeeeppppppp!!!!!!!

I turned around and headed home, completely jolly- and I mean jolly! I was skipping down the street like a little girl and people stared at me like 'what the fuh is wrong with her?' but I could care any less.

*~*

At home, I was completely happy. My parents found it weird and peculiar, but I didn't care. I was in my room, doing homework on my iPad. I decided to take a break and went on Tumble Boy's page.

Time to break the news to him 

Going on Tumblr, I replied to what he wrote back earlier.

there won't be any realization bcuz I know who I have feelings for. And guess what? HE ASKED ME OUT!!

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There a was a respose immediately.

Dayum.


he did what?!

he asked me out
And I said yes 

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you're kidding me! You're just saying that

am not *smirking* in fact, he's gonna text me soon, so I gotta go - I have better things to do

And I logged out, and to tell you the truth, it felt good.

I went back to my homework and about more than half an hour later, my phone buzzed. I picked it up and saw that there was a text. Unlocking my phone, I saw that it was Arnav.

>hey

Eeeeppp!

>hey

>what's up?

>not much. Homework. You?

>not much. Working on the project =/ it sucks -___-

>lol totally agree with you. Did you start the writing portion?

>a little bit. I couldn't go past the first bullet point - its driving me insane

>lol omg is it that bad? I only skimmed through it

>it's that bad - trust me

Sigh...

>are you free Friday night?

Oh?

>um... I should be

>cool. Wanna go see a movie?

Arnav and me? At the movies? Sitting next to each other? Sharing a big tub of popcorn? And then making out?

Yes!!!!!!!

Okay, so maybe not the popcorn and making out part, but okay!!

>sure. Got a movie in mind?

>not really. Know anything good that's playing?

>I'm not exactly sure. Did you check Fandango?

>completely forgot about that lol

>lol

>I'll check and tell you what's available

>kk

A few minutes later, Arnav texted me.

>'Kay, so there's Thor: The Dark World, Ender's Game, and Free Birds.

>okay. Any choices?

>im fine with all of them. Hbu?

>im thinking Thor. Fine with you?

>yerp

>great. So then it's that

>okay.

"Khushi! Come down to eat," Amma hollered.

"Coming!"

>I gotta go - dinner

>kay. See you tomorrow.

>=) okay

Omg!!! We were texting each other!! Like couples!! Okay, so maybe like beginner couples, but that's still okay!

Chapter Seven - SOS - Squares, Orgasms, and Shouting

"So you filled your chart out," Arnav asked.

We were in Professor Hippie's class, with once again, a substitute.

"Yeah, I did."

After recovering from that video, I had managed to complete my work.

"Great. So let's fill out the other's info."

Looking at each others paper, we filled out the other's info.

"So...."

I looked at Arnav. "So...?"

"I'm sorry, but I was trying to think up of a conversation," he smiled lightly.

I giggled. "Oh, okay."

"So... hows school?"

"It's okay.... Can't wait to graduate."

"You bet. You an only child?"

"Yeah. You? Oh wait, you have a sister."

"Yeah. Her name's Anjali."

"Yeah, I once had class with her."

"Oh. ... How'd you know she was my sister?"

"Who doesn't?"

He scrunched his eyebrows and I bit my tongue.

"Well," I managed to say, "you are quite popular. ... And your friend Aman."

He smiled. "Really? Didn't realize," he slightly smirked.

"You have no idea," I said under my breath.

"So what's the next part," he asked as he finished his chart.

"We create punnett squares."

"Oh, you mean the box where we find out the possible outcomes."

"Yeah."

"Well its a lot of stuff, so how about I do the bottom half, and you do the top half."

"Um... okay."

We started on the squares and soon enough, the period ended.

"Well I didn't finish," he sighed.

I giggled. "Same here."

"Martinez said we'd have a lesson today, so... cafe?"

"Sure. After Martinez?"

"Sure."

"Great! See ya at Martinez."

"See ya."

He got up and left the room, giving me a wink before he left. I felt my heart stop for a split second and then thump like crazy! Whoa boy, you're gonna make me have an orgasm!

Uh... did I just.... Let me not.

*~*

Lavanya and I sat together and I showed her the video as we sat in class, with a sub. Arnav was with Aman behind us and we made sure they couldn't see.

"Omg," she whispered.

"I know!"

"That sure was something. You know his friend posted one too, and-"

"Please don't."

"'Kay fine, but still! Dayum!"

I locked my iPad. "I ended up watching it seven times! Now eight!"

"What?! You're joking!"

I shook my head. "Not at all."

"Why?"

"Because I can," I defended. ".. and besides... you said guys watch it all the time. So why can't a girl?"

Lavanya held her hands up. "Whatever you say chief."

I rolled my eyes and checked to see if Tumblr Boy had replied.

you bet I'm crazy - crazy for you ;-)

-___- you just won't stop will you

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nope. Can't help myself

ugh! Doesn't it irritate you eventually

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no, not really

-_____- your balls need to get chopped off

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=O
My, my! My sweet, innocent angel is getting ballsy. Must be the guy you're leaving me for :'(

Tears? Really? But why?

I can be ballsy if I want. And who knows - maybe it is bcuz of the guy I'm leaving you for

Shit! I shouldn't have wrote that!

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aha! So you are interested in me B)

AM NOT!

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really? Cause your shouty capitals say something else

They do not! I am not interested in you but I'm interested in the other guy! Hmph!

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yeah. Sure. Keep telling that to yourself

excuse me?!

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you're excused. But don't worry babe. You'll realize eventually ;-)

Frustrated, I locked the screen. The nerve of that guy!! How dare he?!

"Khushi?"

"What," I roared.

Shit! It was Arnav who called out my name! Fuck! I slowly turned to her and saw Arnav looking at me confusedly.

"Um... you okay," Arnav asked.

I shook my head. "No, no, I'm fine. Just... it's nothing."

"Oh. ... okay. Um, did you continue the sheet?"

"I've been working on it."

"Oh okay. I had some trouble with some so I wanted to discuss those with you later at the cafe."

"Sure. No prob."

Arnav leaned back with a smile and spoke to Aman. I looked back at my iPad and groaned.

This Tumblr Boy is getting under my skin!

Chapter Six - Video Time!

Sitting at my desk, I filled out the charts. To think Arnav could've changed my mood! He's so... caring. He may seem that he's stuck up, always on his phone texting and calling people, but he's not. He's really sweet.

And that Tumblr Boy? Hmph! What does he think of himself. Hmm... I'm sure he replied.

Taking my iPad out, I went onto his sight. There was indeed a reply:

=O
Whoa, babe, what's up?
Did I do something?

=O
Something? Are you serious?
You know what, forget it.

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Come on babe, tell me

Why should I?

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Cause you just yelled at me

Well I don't want to say anything

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So you're just gonna yell at me like that? :-S

Fine! Why were you talking to another girl?

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This time someone else had posted something and he had replied to it.

Why did some random chick tell at you? Does she think she owns you or something?

I have no idea :-S but please baby, I'm a free man ;-)

I can't believe I'm being accused! What the hell?!

I refreshed the page again and saw his reply to me.

Baby, so many girls talk to me, it's ridiculous! And I appreciate every girl ;-)

Well, you're about to loose one girl, since one of your other girls liked to accuse me

Hmph! That jerk!

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The other girl posted.

Is she despo or some shit? What the fuck?

Nah, she's chill.

I'm chill? You bet I am!

You tell your girls to stop talking about me!

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Fine. Everyone stop talking about each other. Done.

Thank you.

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You're welcome.

Well that's much better. Now what do I say?

So how are you?

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Did you really just ask that?

Yeah, so?

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Just wait about ten minutes and then look at my new post. 'Kay?

Um... okay?

So I waited ten minutes. I continued to fill up my chart and exactly 12 minutes later, I went on his page. He had posted a video and I wondered if that was it. Below the video, he captioned check this out ;).

*Mature Content*
Clicking on the video, it began... and my jaw dropped. It started with a picture of the guy holding his cock, with a voice-over.

"Now my sexy girls, let me tell you that this is not my voice. I have this neat program on my laptop and changed my voice. Sorry babes, but I had to. Now watch this."

The picture went away and a video played of him MASTURBATING!!! I couldn't help but to watch! I kept saying in my head that it was wrong and to stop, but I continued to watch until he finally came! He rubbed the tip of his erection with his thumb, rubbing his cum all over it.

"Did my sexy followers like that," he said.

I flipped my iPad over and gasped. I can't believe I watched that! What the hell?! Did I just really?! ... that's what they mean by "jerking off"? That's what guys do?! Holy....

I flipped my iPad over and watched the video again! And again! And again... and again. I just couldn't get it through to my head. It just seemed so... I don't even have a word! And every time I watched it, I felt blood rushing down there. I know I should stop, but I couldn't.

After watching it six times again, in total seven , I had enough.

Are you serious?! A video of you jerking off?!

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Why not ;)
Bet you watched it

Well yeah! You said to look at your new post, so yeah, I did!

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*smirking*
How many times did you watch it ;)

... 7 in total...

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=O
My innocent girl! I am so proud of you! As a reward, I give you this

And below he posted a picture of his cock with cum all over it.

-_- Did he really just... I'm not even gonna.

You're crazy

And I left his page. This Tumblr Boy is one crazy fella! Crazy, yet daring. Hmm....

Chapter Five - Pissy Moods Lead to Great Things

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. He legit said 'it's a date'," Lavanya asked in shock.

I nodded. "Legit."

"OMG," Lavanya shrieked.

"I know," Khushi shrieked.

"Oh Khushi! You're so lucky! If only I had this kinda luck with Aman," she pouted.

"Don't worry babe, I'm sure you will."

*~*

The next day, Khushi was eager for the day to go by. She could only think of their date. But there was one thing she had to do.

When she arrived to class, she saw Arnav already sitting. He was on his phone and taking a deep breath, Khushi went up the steps and sat down.

Arnav looked up. "Oh, hey."

Khushi was shocked. "Hey," she managed to say.

He smiled lightly. "So did you read any more of that project?"

Khushi nodded. "Yeah. It really isn't much. But, we do need to fill out a chart."

"Oh yeah, I saw that. I got confused by it so-"

Ding!

We both looked at his phone that had lit up.

"Sorry about that," he said. "It's my sister."

He texted Anjali and then looked back. He was going to say something again, but his phone dinged again. he apologized once more and texted.

Like I said, he knows too many people.

"Sorry about that. Too many people," he shrugged.

Fact: confirmed.

"How about we discuss it later then? Most people won't be texting me then."

"Um, okay."

He nodded and then went back to his phone. He texted away and I felt proud. I had been talking to Arnav.

Disgrace to the female race, eh?

Lowering the brightness on my iPad, I covered his view of it and went on Tumblr, only to see his response.

Oh baby, if I only knew you

Then I would wanna see you getting the balls to talk to him

=O

Well for your information, I did talk to him

He even talked to me first today

*snap*snap*snap!*

I sent that in and then realized something. From what I sent in last time, and to the one I just sent in, there were four submits in between.

He was talking to another girl.

First post:

Your cock makes me so horny!

Hop off anon babe and we can talk ;)

Second post:

I dunno, but how bout I send in a submit?

How bout you do ;)

Before going to the the third post, since it was about that, I went to the "Sexy Submits" tab and taking a chance, I tapped on it. It went to the page and there was a submit around that time period. The submit was of a girl, naked, showing her boobs down to her sex.

I can't believe people actually do this stuff.

Going back to the other page, I read post three:

So what do you think? Worthy of you?

Babe, if I had you in front of me right now, I'd back you up against the wall and ram my cock into your core till you drip dry ;)

I felt my face flush. Did he really just say that to her? I can't believe he did though!

Post four:

Oh fuck, I'm masturbating to what you said and I'm gonna cum!

Better cum for me baby and not for anyone else

=O

He really did say that!

I didn't even realize that he had replied to me.

=O

You spoke to him? I am so proud of you baby!

>=O

Don't you dare call me baby!

How dare he! He's first flirting with me and then some other chick comes and talks to him and he rates her submit?! Oh hell nah!

I got off Tumblr and locked the screen and huffed, blowing my hair outta my face. I didn't even realize that Arnav had looked up at me and was giving me a look.

"You okay," he asked.

I looked at him. "It's nothing," I said grumpily.

"You sure? You seem pretty pissed."

"I'm okay. It's nothing."

"Oh.... Okay."

See, look at that. Arnav and I have just started talking and he's being so considerate. I talk to Tumblr Boy how long now, and he's being a dickwad! Whatever, he can do as he pleases.

*~*

After having my last class in the day, I headed to the café. Arnav had told me to wait for me there, cause he had to go to Aman for something. A few minutes after I arrived, Arnav sat in the seat in front of me.

"Everything alright," I asked.

"Yeah. Just needed to clarify on this thing for class him and I have."

"Oh."

"Yeah...." He rubbed his hands together. "So, shall we get started."

"Sure."

Anything to keep my mind off of that stupid Tumblr Boy, who has had me pissed the whole day!

"So, on these sheets," I said, taking a paper out with a chart and a paper with a grid, "we have to take the info from the chart, to the grid."

"Okay...."

"It's pretty simple. We just have to put in the right genes under the right columns. So, since I'm the "mother", for "hair color", I would put "HH" since it means brown hair."

"How do you know it's "HH" and not "Hh"?"

"Well, that's what the other columns are for. There's the columns for my parents, and for your parents. Both of my parents have brown hair, even my grandparents. For as long as I know, my family has had brown hair, with not a trace of blond in there. So I'm gonna go with "HH" instead of "Hh"."

"Hmm... okay, I think I get it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. So like, for the next one, for eye color, I'd put "Ee" since my father had brown eyes and my mother had blue eyes."

"Your mother had blue eyes?"

"Only one to have them. Her siblings don't, and nor do my grandparents. They went into hysteria with her, but then science advanced and proved that it was in the family. Then I found out that one of my ancestors in the 1800s had married a British woman with blue eyes."

"That's so cool."

He shrugged. "I guess. But I've got it right? Right?"

I giggled. "Yeah, you do."

He smiled, nodding once. "Alright, I got this. So how about this: you do your stuff and I do mine, and then in Professor Hippie's, we can do the next part."

"Professor Hippie?"

"I can never remember her name for some reason. But whatever."

I giggled again. "Okay then. At 'Professor Hippie's it is then."

He nodded and then got up. "Oh yeah, you got a phone?"

"Yeah?"

"Great. You give me your number and I'll give you mine in case I get confused so I can text you."

Sex on legs say what now? I mentally slapped myself. "Okay."

We exchanged numbers and then he left. I plopped back down and stared wide eyed. I, Khushi Kumari Gupta, have THE Arnav Singh Raizada's number! In my phone!!

Yippee!!!!!

What a way to make my day better.

Chapter Four - Gotta Talk

"They spoke that long," Lavanya asked.

"Yes! It was so irritating!"

Lavanya and I were on our way to class. This was one class we looked forward to. Why? Cause Arnav and Aman are in our class! They sit right behind us, and we would feel awkward yet giddy, cause they could look down at us.

When we walked in, Professor Hobbs wasn't in. Instead, it was the same stupid sub I had earlier.

Yay!

Lavanya and I sat in our seats. Arnav and Aman were already in their seats and they were all over Arnav's iPad.

Sigh... the things we have in common....

"So did you talk to him," Lav asked.

"Mm hmm."

I showed her our convo, Lavanya and I leaning close so no one could see.

"Aren't you two talking," she teased. "And what's that other page?"

I went to it and Lavanya grabbed my iPad. She went through the tabs and gasped. "His co-"

"Not so loud," I hissed.

"His cock is so big," she whispered.

She was kinda loud. I hope no one heard.

"Better than the other guy," she continued.

I took my iPad back and shook my head. "Now let me see if he replied," and i went back to Tumblr Boy's page.

He had replied:

doesn't matter
You seem to be my type ;-)

"Oh," Lavanya whispered excitedly. "Reply!"

I wrote how can you say that? You don't even know me

Refresh:

Nothing.

Lavanya and I looked at each other and then back at the screen.

"He didn't reply," I said.

"I know.... Why?"

I shrugged and refreshed again, but nothing.

"But... but he didn't... why," I whispered.

"Maybe he went offline."

I tilted my head side to side. "Maybe.... Refresh one more time?"

Lav nodded.

I refreshed one last time and this time he replied!

then let me get to know you

Sigh.... Wait! Why do I feel so relieved?

Lavanya took out her iPad and went on it. "Give me the other guy's link."

"Why?"

"Cause his D looks better."

"What-!"

"Tell you what: you talk to this guy and I talk to the second. 'Kay?"

I shrugged. But honestly I'd rather talk to the first one. So I gave her the link and she went through his page while I thought of what to say.

"Lav... what do I write?"

"I dunno."

Hmm... oh yeah!

get to know me? I'm not special
and can you help me?

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I'm sure you are. Most girls don't realize till the right guy tells them
And sure

I took a deep breath and wrote there's this guy I like (no offense), and I can never talk to him. I've talked to him only once, but it wasn't exactly a conversation
Can you help me?

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None taken but I think my heart is breaking :'(
And sure - I told you I would didn't I?

I was about to write something when something fell behind me. I looked down and saw a pen. When I looked back up, I saw Arnav and Aman looking at me.

"Sorry, didn't mean to do that," Arnav said. "Could you help me get my pen?"

I managed to nod and bent down to pick it up. Slowly, I brought my hand up to him. He reached out to get the pen and touched my hand. I flinched and my eyes shot up to his. He looked completely normal and we just looked at each other for a short moment.

He withdrew his hand. "Thanks," he nearly whispered.

I just nodded.

He smiled and then turned back to Aman and I turned back to my iPad.

Holy... kill me now!

I looked at Lavanya, but the girl was stuck into her iPad, smiling like a lunatic. I peeked over and saw that she was talking to that guy.

Not just me anymore I guess.

Thanks =|
So what do I do?

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No prob =) - and talk to him

What?! I can't just do that!

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why not?

um... cause that would be weird...?
Duh?

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attitude. Cute.

sorry

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some taken
But we can do things to make it go away ;-)

how about we don't

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your loss ;-)
Try TALKING to him
If you don't, you'll never be able to

but what should I say?!

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start off simple - with a hi or something

hi? Are you serious?

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yes. A HI
It's not a big deal
Guys don't like it how girls shy away

why not. And if they know, why can't they make a move?

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feisty
And why does it always have to be the guys?

cause girls are more shy and sensitive!!!

Ugh! I've had it for now. Looking over at Lavanya, she's still smiling.

Hmm....

I snatched her iPad and locked it.

"Hey," she exclaimed.

"You're getting too into that guy!"

"Oh? And you're not, Mrs. Tumblr Boy?"

"Shut up! And don't call me that."

Lavanya stuck her tongue out at me and snatched her iPad back. She continued her convo with Tumblr Friend. I decided not to go back and played games on my iPad and decided to work on updates. It had been a while, so I worked on two chapters, so that I had the next chapter ready.

There was half an hour left till the end of the period. I had finished my updates and now I'm bored. ... so I went back to Tumblr Boy.

He wrote:

well its time to break out of the shell
and girls say they're strong? Well you just let them down

=O
Well then....

FINE! I will talk to him! Hmph!

I got off his page and sat there grumpily. Me? Letting the female race down? Bring it on Tumblr Boy!

... I can't believe I just got mad by someone I don't even know.

The period ended soon enough and thank goodness, because the next class was my last class. Not only that, but Arnav was in my class! And he sits next to me too!

Eep!!!!!!!!!

I headed to class and sat down and placed my iPad on the table. Arnav came in soon enough and took his seat beside me. He walked right behind me and the waft of his cologne had me intoxicated ^_^.

"Alright, settle down," Professor Martinez said.

Professor Martinez is one of the hottest professors in the college. And he's one of the young ones too. He's only 25! And all the girls in class crushed on him, as well as Arnav.

"Okay class, since we've just finished with genetics, now you'll have to do a project," he said.

Everyone groaned in protest.

"Settle down. There's no reason to complain because I'm sure everyone will like this project."

"And what exactly is the project," Luke said, holding a finger up.

"I'm sure you're familiar to it. It's the "Make A Baby" Project."

The make a wah?!

"Make A Baby project," Sandra questioned.

"Yeah. So I expect everyone to do it. EVERYONE. Cause if you can do it in junior high, you can do it now as well. Now for your partner..."

Shit! Partner! Please let us choose! No wait, no! Cause any girl would choose Arnav! Crap!

"'Kay... it seems like there are enough guys to have as fathers for the girls here... so..." Professor Martinez looked up, "if you're sitting next to someone who is the opposite sex, raise your hands."

I glanced at Arnav and slowly raised my hand. He raises his hand as well, and some others did too. Thank goodness for these desks being only for two people!

Professor Martinez looked around. "'Kay. Now look at them."

What? Gulping, I glanced at Arnav, who was looking at me. Shit! I hope my face doesn't go red.

"Good. That's your partner. Guys, meet the mother of you child, and ladies, meet the father of your child."

I heard the girls gasp as they looked back at us. Shit! But that's not what I'm worried about. The fact that Arnav is the father of my child... whoa....

Martinez paired up everyone else and then handed out the project papers. We went through them and then he let us discuss with our partners.

Crap!

Arnav was looking at the papers and I gulped. Do I say something? Or should I wait for him to say something?

And then I remembered:

well its time to break out of the shell
and girls say they're strong? Well you just let them down'

-_- hmm.....

I went to the first page. "This is some project."

"No joke."

Gasp! =O Did he just talk to me?! Eeep!

Come on Kush! You got this! "Well, it doesn't seem that bad. Seems kinda easy."

He smiled slightly. "That's what I'm hoping."

Gasp! He smiled! Slightly, but it's still a smile! That too from what I said! Eeeeppp!!!

"So when you wanna start this," he asked.

"Anytime you want," I said dreamily.

He scrunched his eyebrows.

"I m-muh-mu-mean, I'm always f-free, so...."

Crap!

"Oh. ... okay. Well, if you want, we can discuss this tomorrow after class at cafe. 'Kay with you!"

Omg! Is he asking me out?! Okay, maybe not, but isn't it kinda like a date?!

"Uh, sure," I said.

"Cool."

Class ended right there and he smiled and got up.

"It's a date," and he left.

My jaw hit the floor. 'Its a date'? Holy....

I'm done. I don't care. Take me away Lord, I have no problems.

Hai....

Chapter Three - FlirtyDesires.com

Oh I definitely don't wanna go to class. I have class with Arnav. Now. And worse? I sit NEXT to him.

Heading to class I looked at the lecture hall. Our professor was gone for three days and she wouldn't be back for another three weeks. And honesty, I'm not complaining. Our prof is still a hippie and her classes can be so boring, it's ridiculous.

Going to my seat, I sat down. I got my iPad out and soon Arnav came in. He came up the aisle and up the steps and sat down beside me. There was a good 11 inches between us but still, I could feel the warmth radiating off his body and onto mine. I get goosebumps daily because of him.

The sub came in and it was the same one from yesterday. This lady didn't do shit and people would just sit and talk. I on the other hand wasted time on my iPad.

Arnav was busy on his phone, texting I guess. I wonder who he's texting to. Aman maybe? Or his sister Anjali? She goes to this school and she's a year older than us. I know her somewhat, having class with her once, but I doubt she remembers me.

I wonder if Tumblr Boy wrote back. Looking at Arnav, I saw that he was busy. Moving my hair to the side, I covered his view of my iPad. Once I was sure he couldn't see, I went onto Tumblr Boy's page. But there was nothing.

Oh wait! I never even wrote back! ... but why did it bother me?

Shaking the thought out of my head, I went to the tab and wrote "Like"? Are you flirting with me?

Refresh:

Aren't you?

You didn't answer my question

Refresh:

=O
Demanding little thing aren't you? ;-)

What?! But I just... urgh!!

I'm not demanding, I'm just saying I asked first so I should be answered first

Refresh:

Argument well made.
Fine - I am. But only cause you are ;-)

Gasp! He really is!

Well... you should stop

Shit! Why'd I say that?!

Refresh:

Really?

My fingers hesitated and then I wrote yes

Fuck! Why'd I do that?!

Refresh:

Okay

"Okay"? Just an "okay"? Are you serious? Fine! I won't write to him anymore! Hmph!

I closed the tab and moved my hair aside. Arnav was still on his phone, texting I guess. Lucky him. He knows a whole bunch of people so for him to drop his phone in his pocket is not an option.

The class was an hour and a half long. It had only been fifteen minutes! Fuck! What do I do now? All the apps I have are boring me.

Hmm....

I can't resist, so I moved my hair back and went back to Tumblr Boy's page. He hadn't replied to any other questions. I wonder if he posted? Going onto the main page, I saw that he had indeed posted. To ignore all the naked girls, I opened up the post on a separate tab and closed the other tab. It was of another blog, apparently his friend's blog. I tapped on it and I was welcomed with more naked girls.

Great -_-

Ignoring those, I went onto the other pages. He also, like Tumblr Boy, had a submit section, which I don't wanna see, and an "Ask Me Anything" tab.

Hmm....

Going onto the other tab, I saw that he had several posts. It didn't seem like he had that many. Quickly, I went to the main page and saw that he had about twenty posts. Going back to the other page, I looked at his stuff. He had some posts replying to others' questions.

Should I?

Going onto the "Ask Me Anything" tab, I typed how do you know "fucking-erotic"

I left the page, making sure to bookmark it first. Another fifteen minutes later, I got bored. So I went to the new page and saw that he had replied.

He's my friend

What? But... that's kinda weird.

Are you two gay?

Refresh:

Rofl no
I'm sure you're not heartbroken ;-)

Um....

I went back to Tumblr Boy's page and wrote you're promoting your friend?

Fifteen seconds later, I hit refresh. I hope he replied.

And he did.

Yeah
So what?

At first I thought you were gay
Even though your posts are....

Refresh:

lol I'm not bi babe
He's just my friend and he started recently, so I promoted him
I am a hit after all, not meaning to brag ;-)

So you're straight?
And I guess that's... nice?

Refresh:

Baby, you are just too cute.

Hmm...

I thought I told you not to flirt

Refresh:

Baby, you came back to me
Remember?

I gulped. He's right. He wouldn't even be able to reply to me since I'm anonymous. I hit him up first.

Ugh!

Alright fine - I admit that I "came back"

Refresh:

"came back"? You came back, with no quotes

-_- fine

Refresh:

don't frown baby - don't wanna see any frown marks on your pretty face ;-)

I looked up at my forehead immediately, my eyes crossing. I quickly looked back at the screen and wrote I don't

Refresh:

baby you so cute
I wish I saw the look on your face
Were you cross eyed? =D

-_-
And yes

Refresh:

rofl =D

I can't believe him! And... I listened to what he said.

... huh?

Stop laughing at me -_-

Refresh:

only for you baby ;-)

I blushed. No one had ever said or wrote anything like that to me. Ever. I wrote you don't even know me, yet you wrote that

I was about to refresh when some students came into the hall. They were promoting something and I paid no attention. They passed out sheets for voting and I exited the tab and locked my iPad. The papers came my way and I passed them to Arnav. The corner of his mouth curved slightly and he took it and passed it back.

Sigh... if only Arnav was like Tumblr Boy - easy to communicate with.

And then it hit me.

If I asked Tumblr Boy for advice... I just might be able to talk to Arnav! Omg! I'm so smart! ... but will Tumblr Boy help?

I filled out the paper and placed my pen down. Somehow I managed to elbow my pen to the floor and as I went to bend down and pick it up, Arnav bent down first and picked it up.

"Um, thank you," I managed to say.

"No prob."

Oh. Em. Gee!!! Did I just talk to him?! And did he just talk to me?! Eeeeeeeepppppp!!!

Tonight... I shall sleep peacefully!

We passed up the papers and they spoke some more... till the end of the period.

-_-

Good grief.

Chapter Two - Back And Forth

After finishing my homework, I decided to write a little bit. I wrote fan fictions off of my favorite shows and would put them online. I mainly used Blogger by Google and I would go on Tumblr to notify about updates. At first I didn't have that many readers and now I have 300+ readers.

Yay!

My parents don't have a clue because all of them are romantic and some of them are mature. And I mean mature. So if they knew, then shit would go down.

I updated my works and posted on Tumblr. Curiosity getting to the best of me, I went onto that guy's page. And guess what? He replied!

don't be surprised baby because I'm always there for my fans ;-)
And come off anon and then I'll give you a show ;-)

I went crimson. I couldn't believe he was actually replying.

Should I reply? ... eh! Who cares!

Going onto the tab, I wrote I feel shy... but I'm wondering - if we met, how would you approach me?

After posting it, I waited ten seconds and then refreshed the page. When it came back, he had replied.

Ah, a shy one are we? So I'm guessing we're not so innocent ;-)
And by "approach", what do you mean? As in date wise or bed wise?

I gulped. Damn! He really knows how to get in me... not like that! Not. Like. That! ... what is this guy doing to me?

I am innocent and... bed wise?

I am innocent!

After I refreshed, I saw his reply:

Innocent eh? Alright =D
If I approached you bed wise, I would kiss you on your lips, having you against me, feeling my cock wanting you, trying to rip through my clothes. Then Id slowly take your clothes off and admire that sexy body of yours. I'd move my hands around to explore your body and find every sensitive part. Unable to resist, I'd kiss you all over your body from top to bottom. Laying you down on my bed, I'd charge at your aching core, taking your panties off, and then take you with my mouth. Teasing you, I would hear you cry out from pleasure. Then when you're wet enough, I'll get rid of my pants and fuck you. HARD. I'd make you moan and fuck you like there's no fucking tomorrow. Then when you're whimpering, and begging for me, I'll fuck you so hard, you'll be screaming my name and I'll pour myself into you. We'll be panting, our foreheads resting on each others. And then I'll pull out and there will be a remaining, reminding us of what had just happened.

That answer your question? And don't worry, the feeling will be better than the details ;-)

My face went red instantly. I can't believe he write that! He practically outlined everything! What the hell?!

Wow. You seem to know your stuff.

Refresh:

You bet I do baby ;-)

Would you really do that?

Refresh:

Hop off anon and we can talk

Umm...??

*~*

"Get of anon," Lavanya exclaimed.

She had read the whole conversation from my iPad the next day.

"No," I shrieked.

"Why not?! He seems interested."

"If you haven't noticed, he says that to everyone," and I scrolled down.

"But look! He's only been talking to you."

"So?"

"I bet the girls are jealous that's why."

"What?"

"Look! He's only talking to YOU. I'm sure other girls are sending him questions, comments, whatever! But look - it's only your stuff. Nothing else."

"I understand Lav, but-"

"But nothing. Now write something?"

"Write what?"

"Anything!"

Um... got it! Are you really 22? and can you put up a picture of yourself?

Lavayana grabbed my wrist. "A&A 5 o' clock."

We looked and saw Arnav and Aman walking. The two were talking, Arnav with his cellphone in hand. They just walked past as Lavanya and I gazed at them. Soon they were out of our sight and we sighed.

"Ay dios mio," I sighed. "Esta bueno!"

"Agreed," Lavanya gushed.

A few minutes passed and then we remembered Tumblr Boy. I refreshed the page and his response was there.

lmao yes i am 22 and no, no pics

i told you, if you wanna know, come of anon

I looked at Lavanya and then quickly wrote back.

How do you know it's still the same person? I could be someone else pretending

Refresh:

but why would someone do that

besides, the way you "talk" gives it away

The way i "talk"?

and i don't know, maybe they're jealous

Refresh:

why would someone be jealous?

because you are nonstop replying to a girl - to ONE girl

Refresh:

true... didnt think of it like that

arent you smart?

not really

Refresh:

i think so

smart and not so innocent

i like ;-)

My jaw dropped that instant.

"Well," Lavanya said, "he sure knows how to play."

I gaped at Lav. "I can't believe you said that."

She shrugged. "Anyways, I have class. See you later," and she dashed off.

I have class too, and honestly, I don't wanna go. Not after this.

Chapter One - The Talking Begins

"Look at his cock!"

I had told my best friend Lavanya about my discovery. We told each other everything. From the smallest things to biggest things. From broad things to not so broad things. Right now, we were going through my iPad and I was showing her the newly discovered page I had found.

"I know," I replied.

"Damn," she exclaimed. "That's something."

"I know," and I grimaced.

"Why are you acting like that for? I thought you were straight-"

"I am! It's just that... I don't know... I feel guilty."

"Guilty? Of what?"

"I don't know... I mean I've always imagined of a guy who I would meet and fall in love with and marry. So... I don't know... I feel like I should only see his... thing."

Lav blinked. "Khushi, you are just too cute. You know that? Seriously Kush, you think that?"

I shrugged. "I guess-"

"What does it matter? Every guy has seen at least hundreds of girls' private parts by the age of 22, Kush. And I'm sure Mr. Prince Charming has too. Trust me Kush, I know boys."

That was no joke. Lav had a line of boys that went crazy for her. She would date them, but she had her eyes set on someone, who paid no attention whatsoever - Aman.

"So... you're saying I shouldn't feel guilty," I asked.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Anyways, how's the whole writer thing going?"

"Fine. But it's just a hobby-"

"Oh please Kush! You'll become a #1 best seller who'll pop up in the New York Times."

"That much faith?"

"110%."

I couldn't help but to smile. She always had my back.

Lavanya continued going through the page. "How old is this guy?"

"22."

"Oh? Then perfect. And the way I see it, it's the same cock over and over so it can't be copied from a site or anything."

"Way to analyze things."

"No prob!"

She went through his page and then went to the "Ask Me Anything" tab.

"What are you doing," I asked.

"Don't worry, you'll be anonymous. I just wanna ask a few questions."

I watched as she typed is that really your cock?

"Lav! What-"

"Relax! He won't know."

Lavanya sent it in and I sighed.

"Lav, you're officially crazy."

"Only because of-"

"Aman at 3 o'clock."

Her head swung and she saw Aman. He walked by, heading towards the entrance. Some guy was there, on his phone, and I though I was going to melt. It was Arnav, one of the hottest guys on campus. Him and Aman were best friends since freshman year. And it seemed that every year both would just get hotter and hotter.

"Kill me Kush," Lavanya said.

"Me too," I gushed.

The boys disappeared and we looked away and shrieked. I took my iPad and my finger accidentally got on the refresh button and it came back immediately. As I was about to close the tab, I saw Lavanya's question on the page.

"Lav look."

Lavanya peered over and we looked at the guy's answer.

of course it is. Come off anon and I can show you ;-)

Lavanya and I looked at each other and then back at the screen, gaping.

He had replied! In an instant! Holy-

"He talks," Lavanya gasped.

"We'll duh! Look at all the stuff below. ... I just didn't think he replied to all of them."

Lavanya grabbed my iPad and went to the "Ask Me Anything" tab again. This time she wrote I'm surprised you replied. But I'd like a show ;-)

Lavanya sent it in and I gaped at her.

"Are you kidding me Lav?"

"Don't worry-"

"Well enough of this fun cause I gotta go home," and ran.

"Keep talking to him."

Yeah, yeah!

Prologue

The way our relationship started was in a very weird way. It wasn't the whole typical boy meets girl or best friend falls in love with the other. Our relationship began because of one site: Tumblr

How, you may ask, but indeed it was because of Tumblr. Though it seems that nothing can happen off of that site, indeed something can.

It all started when I came home one day and logged onto Tumblr. I saw a cute black and white GIF of a couple kissing and reblogged it. Someone reblogged it from me and being curious, I clicked on their page.

That was when I first saw a porn blog. And from there, curiosity took me from one blog to another, blog after blog, until I found a specific one.