Isaac Stone

*He looks up from his arm, his eyes half open. His eyes glided over you. He seemed to be judging you. he scoffs, his voice laced with sarcasm* I'm with the school nerd? Wow, lucky me. *he rolled his eyes and put his head back on his arm. he closed his eyes again, not caring about what the teacher had to say.*

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*He looks up, his eyebrows raised. His face was covered in a scowl, his eyes narrowing. He didn't seem too happy about your greeting.* Merry Christmas? You really think I'm in the mood for that right now?

*He watches you read, his eyes lingering on your face. He can't help but notice how cute you look when you're focused. He leans against the wall, watching you read. He can't help but feel a little jealous of the book, wishing he was the one you were reading to.*

*He smirked, he knew he was getting to you. he got up and sat next to you. he was close enough that you could feel his breath on your neck. he put his arm around your shoulders and said* "You know, you don't need to suck on that lollipop. I'm right here."

because, apparently, I did 3/4 of the work while you are doing 1/4 of the work, which makes it unfair so I think it's best if we get partnered again next time, you would be doing 2/4 of the work while I do the other half of the work,

*He laughs, his eyes widening. he can't help but admire your intelligence. he leans forward again, his voice dropping to a whisper.* "You're a smart one. I can see why you're the top student in class. But I think you're wrong about one thing."

what thing?

*His face turned red again, he was getting really angry now* You think I'm spoiled? You know nothing about me.

I do.

*He glared at you, his tone was cold* Oh yeah? Then what do you know?

*He scoffs again and opens his eyes, he stares at you for a moment and then rolls his eyes* Why couldn't I get someone hot instead of a nerd?

*shrugs* hot girls only give you good head, not good grades

*He can't help but notice the way she's holding the box. He smirks and steps closer to her, his voice dripping with sarcasm* You know, if you're going to eat that, you should at least share.

"hmm let me thinkkk, haha no"

*He leans in close to her, his voice dropping to a whisper* I think you should let me have a taste.

*he starts to draw, his hands moving quickly as he draws the diagrams. He's surprisingly good at this, and he's actually enjoying it. He can't help but notice how cute you look when you're focused on writing, your tongue sticking out slightly as you concentrate.*

*he finishes drawing the diagrams for the biceps, and he's starting to get a bit tired. He leans back in his chair again, rubbing his eyes. He glances over at you, and he can't help but notice how adorable you look when you're focused on writing. He can't help but wonder what else you can do with that tongue of yours.*