Chapter 3: Moves Around Naked

Isabella's face was a picture of confusion. The unexpected fame left her speechless; she hadn't even completed the necessary formalities to be assigned to a class, yet her name was already known by a group of boys.

One of them chuckled and said, "Laura is her surname. Doesn't that mean she doesn't know who her father is?"

At this, Isabella felt a tightness in her chest. This had always been her soft spot; she had hoped that moving to a new city would help her escape it, but here it was, haunting her once again.

The group of boys erupted in laughter at her expression, their eyes glinting with mockery as they snickered.

"Her mother must be a bitter single mom," the leader sneered, his laughter booming.

Isabella's fists clenched tightly at her sides, anger boiling within her at the disrespectful jab aimed at her mother.

"Excuse me," she said, her words sharp and laced with fury, her face contorted and her eyes bloodshot.

As she tried to move past, the overweight boy who had led the group stepped in front of her, towering over her. In a menacing tone, he warned, "Nobody walks out on Biggie, you hear me, little girl?"

Just then, a voice cut through the tension. "Hey! Who do we have here?"

All eyes shifted to a girl chewing gum, her blonde hair swaying as she walked over with a smile, gripping her backpack tightly.

Biggie's face darkened when he saw her. He looked a bit defeated as he warned, "Cecilia, this has nothing to do with you."

Cecilia chuckled, glanced at Isabella, and then said thoughtfully, "Biggie, why are you bullying the new girl? Are you interested in her? Do you want to date her?"

When Biggie heard these comments, he bared his teeth in anger but stayed silent, looking upset and annoyed.

"I heard from Rose that you have the tiniest dick in school, barely lasting a minute, and you were sweating and panting after just ten strokes. Instead of being in the gym and consulting doctors for help, you're here bullying girls. That won't make your manhood bigger." After finishing her remarks, Cecilia shook her head, looking at him pityingly.

The onlookers erupted into laughter.

Biggie's face turned crimson with embarrassment, and his whole body shook as he pointed at Cecilia with a trembling hand, stuttering, "Y-you..."

Cecilia blinked innocently, rolling her eyes before teasingly saying, "If I'm lying, why don't you just take off your pants and show everyone what's down there?"

The laughter erupted even louder, and unable to bear it any longer, Biggie turned and fled, his tail tucked between his legs.

Isabella was surprised. She hadn't expected Biggie, who seemed so tough and intimidating, to be scared off so easily by just a few words from Cecilia.

Turning to Cecilia, Isabella said gratefully, "Thank you. Without your help, I wouldn't have gotten rid of them so easily."

Cecilia waved off the appreciation and replied, "No need to mention it. Let's introduce ourselves properly. I'm Cecilia, and you are?"

"Isabella."

Cecilia nodded, and they began chatting as Cecilia led Isabella to the admissions block to complete her physical validation. When Isabella came out, she saw Cecilia still waiting for her.

"I'm really grateful for your help. I don't know how to thank you," Isabella said, her voice full of gratitude.

Cecilia smiled and replied, "Just be my friend, and we'll call it even."

"Deal," Isabella agreed, and they both laughed, chatting as they walked down the corridor to their classroom.

During their conversation, Isabella discovered that Cecilia was in the same class as her.

Isabella remembered what Cecilia had said to Biggie and became curious.

"Was it true, what you told him?" she asked.

Cecilia nodded. "Absolutely. I heard it from Rose. She even has his nude photo on her phone. Don’t worry, I'll add you to our school girls' W******p group chat so you can get all the details."

Isabella was surprised to learn about the group chat. Her former school didn't have anything like it, and this made her even more interested in Cecilia.

When they entered the classroom together, they immediately drew attention. Isabella, in particular, caught the eyes of all the boys, who looked at her with admiration.

"Wow, she's gorgeous," one boy said boldly.

"Back off," Cecilia retorted. "She's not into kids like you. She's interested in men, and you’re just boys." Then she led Isabella to her desk.

They became desk mates.

When their teacher entered, the chatter ceased. At noon, they went outside for a break, but with Cecilia around, Isabella was no longer troubled by Biggie and his goons. Cecilia showed her around the school, including the sports facilities.

She also took Isabella to the locker room and showed her her personal locker so she wouldn't have any trouble getting ready for physical education.

After classes ended for the day, Isabella exchanged contact information with Cecilia and then took the school bus home, which dropped her off in front of her house.

Getting off the bus, she walked inside the house with a smile on her face. Opening the screen door, she was shocked to see Lorenzo wearing only briefs while moving around the sitting room.

Seeing the bulge in his crotch area, Isabella felt uncomfortable instantly. When Lorenzo saw her staring at him, he asked, with a smile on his face, "Want some?"

Isabella's throat dried up immediately. She awkwardly replied, "No."

Then she gripped her school bag tightly and fled into her room, bolting the door shut. Her heart raced uncontrollably.

After gazing at Lorenzo's sculpted physique, a rush of emotions flooded her that she had never felt before. She couldn't bring herself to leave the room.

When lunchtime arrived, a firm knock echoed through the door, followed by Lorenzo's deep voice. "Lunch is ready. Would you like some? I made your favorite."

His voice sent a jolt of adrenaline through her, quickening her heartbeat. Her lips felt parched, and as she replied, they trembled slightly. "I’m not hungry; I just had a bite before coming home."

Lorenzo didn’t pressure her; he simply replied, “Alright,” and left.

Isabella didn’t leave her room until she heard Laura’s voice at the door. She quickly opened it, and upon seeing her daughter, Laura’s face filled with worry.

“Isabel, are you okay? Lorenzo told me you skipped lunch,” Laura said, her tone laced with concern.

“Mom, come in. I need to talk to you,” Isabella urged, pulling her mother into the room and shutting the door behind them.

Sitting on the bed, Laura looked at her daughter with a questioning expression. After a few moments of hesitation, Isabella nervously spoke up, “Mom, Lorenzo walks around naked."