Panic!

An unbelievable sound came from Hazel's mouth in that very moment. Somewhere between a cat's meow and a kazoo's squeak, all muffled into one brief mumble, while her lips were suddenly burdened with her roommate's embrace. The kiss was forceful at first, but the redhead quickly lost whatever frightening presence she had; though, not because of some mistake, but because she allowed Hazel a bit more breathing room. The grip on her arm loosened, her lips closed up, and she opened her eyes, staring down at Hazel with a confident, calmed expression.

She didn't lean away, however.

"Woah, sorry, it's Hazel? I'm getting ahead of myself."

"You're telling me, lady!"

"Giz."

"W-What?"

"Gizelle. My name. Gizelle Harper. Are you okay? Do you not like being kissed?"

Hazel pondered the question. She did like being kissed--very much, actually. But would she admit it? Not yet, probably not even to herself.

"N-No! I mean, yes! Why did you kiss me?"

"Why?" Giz asked, pondering the question as if it were spoken by Socrates himself. "Well, to begin, I'm very gay, as are most of the students here..."

"I figured that out," Hazel asserted. She pulled her wand from her side and began to magic all the papers up. She'd be angrier at Gizelle if it wasn't a minor inconvenience. In hindsight, Giz probably figured it was an easy fix.

"And you, roomie, are quite attractive for a new girl, don't you think?" she asked, taking a step back from Hazel or two as the papers between them flew up in the air and compiled themselves together.

"I-I suppose so. It's not like I've got that much experience with all this sex stuff though, let alone this modern campus we've got going on here."

"Wow, you're really new to all this stuff, aren't you?"

Hazel began to think to herself while she heard the question, the focus of her mind both on the conversation and on the casual stacking of her papers in direct order with each other. Hazel was quite new to all this stuff, especially before she got here. But from the very moment she entered the gates, she was given hungry, lusty looks from the school body, flirtatious words from her very own headmistress, and best of all, a direct embrace with her roommate to cap it all off. Yes, it was all new to her, but she couldn't lie if one would have asked her if she wasn't excited due to all these unfamiliar sensations. Was she really that uncomfortable with the idea of sex, and with sex magic? Maybe this could be a good thing.

"I... I suppose so," Hazel answered. "I mean, I've kissed and gotten kissed before, but never... past that. You know?"

The naked Giz smirked, and stepped back a few more steps until she leaned against the doorframe of their little room together. Luckily, the hallway had been vacant up until this point.

"Do you need some... one to one info, you think?" Gizelle questioned, looking to Hazel. "I'll put on a shirt for it."

Hazel was **** to let out a little laugh at that, looking around the two of them. She floated the newly ordered and lifted stack of papers, setting them on the dresser inside.