Chapter 3

Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah.

Uraraka knew that's not what her teacher was actually saying but it's definitely what it sounded like as the words hit her eardrums.

She looked at the clock as the little hand hit 4 and the big hand struck 12.

Okay, 10 more minutes. Try to focus! She silently motivated herself. It was the final class of the day and then she'd be free to go do as she pleased so the least she could do is focus on the final bits of the Math lecture. It's not like she was horrible at it, but she definitely wasn't a math whiz like Iida or Bakugo.

Uraraka could feel the heat rise to her face for what felt like the umpteenth time at just thinking about Bakugo almost discovering her little secret book.

Goodness dammit Chako get it together! She chastised herself. All-day she had been erupting into horribly timed blushes, but she couldn't help it.

Her mind would begin to wander and it always started with innocent thoughts, like, What am I eating for lunch? and maybe I should ask Momo-chan to review my English assignment? But then her mind progressively traveled further and further down the gutter. It was that stupid book.

Despite herself, her vivid imagination would recreate the last scene she had read and her mind would begin to think thoughts like, I wonder what a penis tastes like? and How does an orgasm feel?

These thoughts would invade her mind with little to no warning and her face would immediately turn a deep red.

It happened so many times her friends were starting to ask questions – "Chako-chan are you okay?" "Uraraka-san are you feeling ill?" – which in turn made her feel even more embarrassed at the possibility of them finding out her secret.

"That is all class. You are dismissed." Ectoplasm's voice brought her back to the present.

Damnit! She huffed, realizing she just wasted the last ten minutes of class distracted by the fact that she had spent all day distracted.

She let her head fall into her hands as her elbow rested on her desk and she groaned.

"Hey girlie! You feeling okay?" She heard a familiar voice say to her.

She lifted her face so that her chin rested on her hands and she could see the girl speaking to her.

"I'm fine Mina." She sighed.

"You sure? You've looked sick all day." Tsu said sitting sideways on Iida's desk, leaning towards Uraraka, arms wresting on the desk.

She allowed the warmth that the concern of her friends brought her. It helped.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just tired from all the studying and training you know" She said giving both girls a tired smile. She got out of her seat and moved to pick up her bag. Mina and Tsu followed her. "I think I'm just running out of steam this week." The other two girls mumbled their agreement.

The three of them began their walk towards the dorms, talking about the upcoming final exams and most importantly, according to Mina, the dance. By the time all three girls entered the dorms, Uraraka was laughing and feeling the most relaxed she had felt the whole dang day.

The girls headed to their rooms to change out of their school uniforms. Tsu waved goodbye as Mina and Uraraka got off the elevator on to their floor.

They took a couple of steps before Uraraka had become acutely aware that this was the first time she had been alone with Mina since the incident at the bookstore. She had subconsciously been avoiding Mina. She was the only one that knew about the book and she had yet to tell her anything or make fun of her about it.

Maybe she hasn't read it and knows nothing about what it's about. Uraraka thought hopefully as they both approached Uraraka's room. She unlocked the door and stepped inside, dropping her bag on her desk chair.

She felt Mina hovering at the door. Uraraka turned and sat down on her bed. Mina was leaning on the door frame, arms crossed in front of her chest, with a knowing smirk on her face.

Well, fuck me. Uraraka inwardly groaned again. The delusional hope she had had about ten seconds ago was burned away.

Mina's stare was so intense, Uraraka looked down at her feet, she could feel the now annoyingly familiar heat begin to consume her face.

She heard Mina close her door and approach her. She felt the dip in her mattress as she sat next to her.

Here it comes. Uraraka braced for whatever Mina was going to say. She's going to make fun of you for being a pervert that's what. Uraraka closed her eyes.

It's not that Mina was mean or picked on her. She was a good friend and Uraraka knew Mina always meant nothing but well, but sometimes Mina could be a bit pushy and unable to see the awkward discomfort her good-natured teasing could cause people.

"Chako-chan," Mina said her tone nothing like what Uraraka had expected. She sounded sweet and patient. Uraraka turned to look at her and Mina smiled warmly at her.

"Hey, is it…" Mina started her eyes searching for something in Uraraka's. She must have found it because she continued speaking, "Is it the book that has got you all types of distracted and flustered today?"

Uraraka groaned outwardly. Her head fell into her hands again. Mina chuckled next to her, but it didn't sound like she was laughing at her.

"Am I that obvious?" Uraraka said into her hands. Mina laughed a little louder.

"Only because I know." She grabbed Uraraka's hand and pulled it gently as if to say hey, look at me, please.

Uraraka obliged. She scooted towards the wall and sat cross-legged on her bed. Mina turned and leaned on her headboard.

She wanted to ask Mina why she had purchased the book for her but she couldn't formulate the words so she just stared at her pink friend.

"Geez, the way you've been reacting you'd think this is your first erotic book," Mina said, her tone slightly teasing. Uraraka immediately tensed. Embarrassed, she looked down at her knees.

"Oh, Chako-chan!" Mina got on her knees in front of Uraraka and grabbed her hands, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to laugh. I didn't know!" She said sincerely and Uraraka took one deep breath and smiled up at her.

She really couldn't be mad at Mina. There was no way she could've known if it was Uraraka's first or fiftieth time reading smutty novels and she was positive that Mina hadn't done it with the intention of humiliating her.

"It's okay," Uraraka said, "It's just…well…yea..uhm…" She was rambling, "Well I've never…" Uraraka's voice trailed into a whisper.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about you know," Mina said, sitting down on her legs. "The Sweet series is one of my personal favorites."

"The what!" Uraraka yelped, questions racing through her brain. Mina's read the book before?! Does Mina read smutty novels?! Do other 1A girls read them too? Am I making too much out of this?! "It's a series!"

Mina laughed.

"Stop laughing!" Uraraka huffed. It made Mina laugh harder.

"Yes, it's a series. And a very good one, if you get my meaning." Mina raised her eyebrows suggestively.

Uraraka blushed.

"Look, we're young and we're curious and it's harmless." Mina started, remnants of laughter on her voice, "It's okay. It's not like you have to go out and try any of the things you read. Especially that whole sex slave thing. Although, I don't know how far along you are, but, like God damn it does have its appeal. At the very least, it makes for a very good intro to kinky sex."

Uraraka blushed even harder. Mina laughed again.

"Girl, you got to stop blushing. Look. Sex. Penis. Vagina." Mina said clearly amused.

"I'm not a 5-year-old Mina, I can say Sex, Penis, and Vagina." She deadpanned, making Mina's smile brighter.

"Well I'm glad you are having such a grand old time," Uraraka said rolling her eyes.

"Chako-chan all I'm saying is it doesn't have to be this huge thing if you don't want it to be. Read the book or don't. Sex is natural and I know we are young but that doesn't mean we can't explore a bit. I'm not saying go have sex or do anything else if you don't feel ready, all I'm saying is it doesn't make us perverts. On the contrary," Mina got out of Uraraka's bed, she planted both feet shoulder length apart and fisted both hands. She placed one on her left hip and extended the other, almost like she was ready to fly away.

She looked ridiculous. Uraraka laughed, her nerves lessening.

"I think it makes us fierce warriors taking control of our own bodies and desires." Her face was serious. And then she burst laughing making Uraraka laugh even harder.

In a way, Mina's words made her feel more at ease. If anything, at least she could find comfort in the fact she wasn't the only member of U-A's Pervert club.

"Look," Mina began walking towards the bedroom door, "At the end of the day, the book is actually really good and there's no need to be embarrassed or weirded out by the fact that you like it." Mina reached the door, opened it, stepped into the hallway and turned to Uraraka who was still leaning against the wall.

"Besides," She said, eyes twinkling with mischief once more, "It provides killer material for whenever it's time to go pet the kitty."

Uraraka's face erupted into the fiercest blush she had yet to experience and that was saying something considering so much blood had rushed to her face in the last 24 hours that she was surprised she wasn't more lightheaded.

"See you at dinner babe." She said before closing the door. Uraraka could hear Mina laughing as she walked down the hall.

She threw a pillow at the door where Mina once stood. She then erupted into a fit of laughter.

She still wasn't 100% convinced she wasn't a pervert but Mina was right about at least one thing, the book was actually really good.

Uraraka looked at the clock on her desk. She had about an hour before dinner.

Well, at least this time she wouldn't run the risk of a certain explosive blonde walking in on her.


AN: I don't have a posting schedule but I'm going to try my hardest to post consistently and often. I definitely do my research to make this fic as canon as possible but there are details I will definitely get wrong along the way (like class schedules, dorm placements, honorifics, spelling, etc.) This personally never bothers me when I'm reading so I'm not too concerned about it existing in my fic but if it really, really bothers you just leave me a nice comment/review describing the error and the appropriate correction.