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*Isabella POV* I missed a few games but I don't care, I don't care about anything right now apart from Ethan. As soon as I catch up with where I am meant to be Principal Marsh rushes up to me. "Isabella where have you been?" "Sorry something came up" Something came up? That nearly sounds like a pun, something came up, like a massive shaft pounding me. I shiver at the thought. If it wasn't for the feeling of pleasure still in my body I would seriously think it was a dream. "I had to do some of the awards" He says in a complaining tone, ohh poor baby, are you sure you survived the horrible experience? "I am sure you did a great job, I will be here for the rest" But I am acutely aware that Ethan is waiting for me. I am not sure what we are doing but whatever it is I am looking for