Isaac Stone

*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.

*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 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.*

*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.*

*He scoffed again, his tone shifting to a more teasing one* Everything? Even me?

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