The(e girl) Next Door Part 2

[Previously on Part 1: Our young protagonist Carlos found himself in a class with a crush he’s known since middle school named Celeste. Trying his best to get to talk to her she mysteriously dropped the class. With the help of her friend named Maria, who he’s also known since middle school, he finds out she dropped to pursue something else currently and leave her studies for later. Maria upon seeing the determination Carlos had to pursue her, she took Carlos’ number. She texted him later that night a unfamiliar link which lead to a camsite that she was on. A camsite that she was on alongside her new camgirl friend Celeste, where Celeste was being paid their currency to perform sexual acts with these men. Carlos heartbroken and destroyed found himself masturbating and shaming himself, worshiping her like a goddess and then proceeded to buy tokens to pay for the camgirls’ whatsapp. After realizing the whatsapp number was Maria’s, she then asked him if he would like to talk to Celeste now.]

Th(e girl) Next Door

It’s been 2 weeks into the fall semester in his Sophomore year. Freshman year was filled with nerves, filled with anxiety, filled with surprises that have all now become an experience Carlos is using as confidence for his second year. Celeste, a girl from the middle school he went to just so happens to share the same physics lab class with him. He had a small crush on her back then but seeing her now, it struck him differently. She had beautiful pearly skin, soft set eyes, and her body had developed well. Her well fit jeans sucked his attention dry, and her cleavage wilted his will to pay any attention to anything else in lab. Her friend Maria who he also knew from their middle school was in their class as well, she sat next to her across the table of four. Carlos knew that he had it in him this time to manage to talk to a girl, especially with someone in his class and that he knew for some time.

“Next lab class that’s it, i’m gonna fucking do it. I’ma go in there and just tell her or talk to her or whatever.!” Carlos says to himself as he laid down on his bed phone in hand.