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Isabelle Chapter 4

Date: 2/28/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Male/Female, Romance, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: DJ2448, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

In the weeks that followed that night in my room not much happened. We were definitely changed people (emotionally), but basically it was the same routine that we had: School during the week, with a few make out sessions afterwards, weekends consisted mostly of my mom and dad taking us out to do tourism things with Isabelle, who seemed to enjoy it, so I didn’t mind, and any other free time we had we spent either with each other or with our friends. Mid-terms were coming up soon on March 26th and with them came the saddening realization that our time together was nearing the end. It was the Saturday evening before mid terms and Isabelle and I were laying in my bed, discussing it while my parents were out at some work related thing. “What are we going to do?” Isabelle asked as tears started forming in her normally beautiful green eyes. “I don’t know Iz,” I said, holding back the pain. “I could ask to stay for the summer,” she suggested. “Your parents won’t let you do that,” I replied. “Jesus, Lucas, I don’t want to leave you,” “I know Izzy, I love you more than you could ever know,” I was sniffling now as Isabelle rested her head on my peck, one arm under my neck and the other wrapped around my body as I ran my fingers through her soft, red hair. “What about college,” Isabelle said, her head popping up with excitement. “What about it?” I asked, “We’re only juniors, that’s in another year,” “Well, a year is better than nothing, and maybe I can come over in the summer,” she said, ... suddenly becoming cheery. “Ok, you would have to get into Northwestern with me,” I said, still pessimistic. “That won’t be a problem! I am a great student, you know this! I can get in to Northwestern with you and until then, we can do visits. We will tell our parents about us and they can help us!” Isabelle was getting really excited now, and so was I. Her plan seemed like our best option. Since Isabelle had dual citizenship, it would be a lot easier for her to go to college in the states and since I already had a job here (which I worked in the summer), I could start saving up to help her moving expenses as well as her flights during senior year. “I love you,” I said, smiling at her. “I love you too,” she replied, looking up at me and kissing my lips. “What if our parents don’t approve of us dating though?” I asked. “Lucas, you worry too much,” she said, laying her head back down on my chest. I could feel small wet spots where her tears had fallen. “We’re going to be fine,” she said. Her english was improving a lot since she had first come, and, to be honest, I kind of missed her old, slightly broken english. She kept her rather thick accent though, which I always thought was cute. I smiled as I grasped her arm, rubbing it gently with my thumb while we laid in my bed, deep in the thoughts of our future. We hadn’t really discussed our future until then, it was always a sort of saddening prospect. Isabelle would have to go back to France eventually. Even for a day, that would ...