The two talked and studied the rest of the night, Charles having had dinner at Bridget’s before leaving for home. Over the next month the two had regular study sessions at Bridget’s. Charles made a few friends during the time, one was a guy and the other was a girl. But for Charles, Bridget was his best friend; he’d do almost anything for her.
In the middle of October things started to change for Charles. In their most recent study session the inevitable conversation occurred, they started talking about relationships. “So have you ever had a girlfriend?”
“I’d rather not talk about it” Charles said and gave a very sad expression on his face.
“Why not?”
“I just don’t want to, that’s all…” Charles said and looked down.
“You know you can tell me anything, right bunny?” Bridget said.
“well… sometime during my sophomore year, last year, there was a girl i liked who was inside my English class, and i asked her if it’d b possible to meet up. we agreed on Saturday the same week i biked up hill to the school to meet her. I waited 3 hours and she didn’t show up. i walked around the school 5 times and no one was there. then the following Monday i saw her in class and asked her ‘thought we were supposed to meet up’ and she looked at me and told me to my face ‘i didn’t wanna meet up with you cause i think your a creep but i didn’t wanna be rude and reject you.’ and i asked her ‘so you thought it’d hurt more to say yes and not show up instead telling me no?’ and she said yes. I literally grabbed my stuff and left and walked home that day. That was the only time i ever asked anyone out too…” Charles said holding back tears.
Bridget was left speechless on and rubbed Charles’s back and gave him a hug. “Aww my poor bunny… It’s ok, who needs a skank like that anyway? You can do so much better than her. Plus i bet she wasn’t pretty” Bridget said.
“She was really pretty”
“You don’t think I’m pretty?” pouted Bridget.
“I do, it’s just… you talked to me first, I can’t start conversations. Haven’t you noticed you’re the one always starting a conversation?”
“No…”
“Well you have.” The conversation changed naturally, flowing back to homework and study and the two got back on track. By now though, Bridget had been adding more and more work to Charles’s load, which so far he hadn’t noticed
To test her project, Bridget left her work on her bed and made her way to her computer. Charles didn’t notice and she logged on and started chatting online with her girlfriends. Charles worked on the homework and studied hard, almost forgetting about Bridget in the process.
As the weeks wore on Bridget got away with less and less homework until mid-November she wasn’t doing any of it. Charles didn’t make anymore friends, just the ones he already had. His best friends ended up in a few of his classes, but most at lunch. Kaleb and Natalie were his best friends other than Bridget. He’d spend some time with them at lunch and had enjoyed their nice little circle with their friends. He’d often be doing homework though, or studying at lunch, whether it was his or Bridget’s or even one of Bridget’s friends.
During lunch Charles had nowhere to sit and saw Bridget. Bridget noticed and waved him over inviting him to sit with her. Charles sat down and Bridget stroking his face. “W-what are you doing?” Charles asked nervously. “showing my friends that your my bunny silly” Bridge said. Bridge leaned forward and kissed Charles on his cheek. Charles’s face turned red as his trey fell from his hands and processed what just happened. “d-d-did you just” Charles was babbling trying to find the words to speak. Bridge decided to begin rubbing her face against the spot where she had kissed Charles on his cheek. “Can’t i show affection to my cuddwy wittle bunny?” Bridge said in a childish tone. Charles sat there and said nothing. “They should just go out and get it over with” one of Bridget’s friends said. Bridget heard the comment and glared at her friend.
Charles being the unobservant type never noticed the change in Bridget’s behavior towards her friends and him and thought their friendship was fine. They’d talked about relationships and he knew Bridget hadn’t had a boyfriend in a while now. She’d had quite a few, according to her, in middle and high school, but currently she’d been in a bit of a drought.
It was the end of school now on Monday. Charles was at his locker grabbing things for his study session with Bridget. He saw out of the corner of his eye Bridget coming his way. As usual he meekly smiled and waved to her. She smiled back and waved as well, “ready for some studying?” she asked.
“Yea sure.” The two talked for a bit before Bridget placed a hand inside Charles’s hand. This startled Charles and he jolted upright. He looked to Bridget and she smiled, “What are you doing?” he asked.
“Oh sorry,” said Bridget, hm maybe a little too far, she thought. She took her hand away and didn’t try again. The two got their things and left for Bridget’s mansion.
Just like the beginning of the school year the two friends went up to Bridget’s room. Charles plopped down on her bed while she sat at her computer, the first time she’d gone there first.
Charles noticed, “What’re you going to be doing?”
“Oh nothing, just going to chat with some friends.”
“Oh, okay… don’t do it for too long I actually need your help with some math homework.”
“No prob, it won’t be long.” Not too long turned into a marathon of girl talk. Charles didn’t notice at all, he was too engrossed in his studies. Looking up after a long session of studying, Charles saw that two hours had passed since they first arrived. He became agitated by Bridget now, “Hey Bridget, you’ve been talking like a hour or so, can you help me with some math problem i don’t understand….” Charles noticed Bridget’s reaction and stopped in his tracks.
Bridget whipped her head from her computer screen and stared at Charles. Seeing her glare Charles instantly shut up and coward away. Bridget smirked softly to herself and got up from her chair. Despite being nearly winter, Bridget was in a short skirt and t-shirt. Her rounded C-cup breasts strained inside her shirt and her nipples showed through. Charles saw her nipples and wondered if she was wearing a bra, having had sexual thoughts about his friend in the past.
She took a seat at the edge of her large bed and looked to Charles. “We were actually just talking about you.”
“You were?” asked Charles nervously.
“Yeah,” said Bridget edging closer to him, “so how’s the class work going?”
“It’s alright I guess…” Bridget edged closer, now just arm’s length away. She smiled as she edged closer again. Charles pulled away just slightly, enough for Bridget to notice. “What’s wrong?”
“just nervous… that’s all. I wasn’t expecting for you to be talking about me of all people” Charles said.
“You’re my bunny, You know i care about you a lot” Bridget said.
Bridget rested her hand on Charles’s thigh and gently rubbed back and forth on it. Having never felt the touch of a girl, Charles took a sharp breath and inhaled his breath and held it blushing a lot. “It’s okay…” smiled Bridget.