She sighed for the thousandth time that day, see she had just opened her email hoping that one of her favorite writers had written a new chapter to one of her favorited stories. But that's not exactly what popped up when she entered her password.
Again she had a few of her stories favorited and on someone's story alert, two emails saying some screenname this sent her a pm and some screenname that did as well.
Though she decided, it was time to pick a few new stories to read, as she was off for th next few days.
Quietly she glanced over the groups before clicking Anime and searching through anime titles quickly chose Naruto, it's been years since she read good Naruto FFiction. Black eyes quickly set to reading titles before choosing the most interesting story.
"Oh my Dr. Pepper, I'm serious Timothy this chick named her Naruto Character Cassidy! Seriously? Do they not pay attention to the time period or even what country they are in?"
Timothy was a black haired boy, with black eyes, tanned skin and wore glasses. Due to him and her being great friends and him not being able to be angered easy (Maybe also being the fact that he knew she was being affectionate when others called her rude), she dubbed him Chinky as he was asian.
He was listening to her brew, as usual, often times finding it rather amusing. "They could be kids Aya."
She flung a hand at him, "Exactly my point! As children you would expect them to pay more attention to the cartoon!"
Matthew chose that moment to speak up, indigantly, "It's not a cartoon! It's Anime!" He made it sound like Anime was God himself in touchable form. Maybe t him, it was?
"Oh forgive me Matty, Anime! But seriously, this chick was sixteen and yet did not have an imaginative bone in her body. Cassidy? Pft, in a world of Naruto's, Sasuke's, Kakashi's? I feel sorry for the poor dear."
Matthew raised a brow, "Why? You just spent the past ten minutes ranting."
She opened her mouth about to answer with a quirky tone when Timothy did so himself. "Because the writer is a retard."
Aya nodded, "Yep."
"Too bad. At least some writers have potential."
"Only when they take the time to actually do research and read over their own writing."
"Agreed."
"Aya, is the hymen inside of a woman?"
"…Matthew didn't you take some kind of Sex Ed Class?"
"Yeah, but I figured me being as hot as I am didn't need to pay attention."
Timothy bit into an apple, "No wonder you failed."
Matthew growled. "Shut up idiot!"
"I thin you're the idiot who doesn't know about a girls body. Yet you claim to make women scream. Pft."
"That's not nice Ayyya."
"It's perfectly nice. Let's get this over with. The hymen is the purity seal on which every girl has. At least until they have sex. Though you can lose you hymen many ways that don't include that activity. Basically it's at the opening underneath the clitoris, between the labia. It's a nucleus membrane that covers the vaginal tract."
She sent Matthew a look. "It is not INSIDE the girl. Its on the outside of the vaginal area. Not necessarily inside, but not necessarily outside thanks to the labia."
"I see… Are you a virgin?"
Timothy discreetly stands and walks into the living room, not wanting to bear witness to the heinous acts Aya is about to force Matthew through.
Screaming rocks through the house.
