Alexia Banks

Dante casually slid his tongue into her mouth before pulling away and whispering in her ear. “How about we go back to my room?

Alexia had forgot everything she said she wouldn’t do and nodded her head. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

“Good idea love.” He put his hand around her waist and pulled her closer and moved his lips down to hers and began to kiss her.

Alexia let him pull her closer and her lips moved against his. Her hands moved up and ran through his hair.

He moved closer to her again. “You sure about that?”

“I’m not going to have sex with you.” She stated. “W-we can makeout again.”

“Fine I’ll come over to you then.” He got up and walked over to her. “You have a what now?” He said and looked at her.

“I haven’t got anything, Dante.” She said, as she backed up slightly.

“Please I promise I’ll make it worth it.”

“Why should I? You made it clear that you don’t even know anything about me. And just because I have a crush-” She blushed. “I mean, No. I’m not coming over to you.”

“Mmm you wanna bring that over here babe?”

Alexia stopped dancing and looked at Dante. “You don’t deserve it.”

“Please don’t leave. You know you wanna stay.” He looked up at her trying to be convincing.

“I want my first time to mean something. You can’t even give one reason to say except I have pretty eyes.” She frowned. “By, Dante.” She mustered up all her courage and placed a slow kiss to his lips before grabbing her jacket and walking out of the door.

❛ I’m currently year 11, or junior year as others would call it. I’d assume you were a year 12. No year 9, 10, or even 11 could look as beautifully matured as you do. ❜

“Is that your way of saying I look old but in a nice way?” She pondered. 

He licked his lips and smiled at her. “I know that you have the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. And I could stare into them forever.”

Alexia squinted at him. “Anyone could say that. You’re not convincing me that you know anything about me. I...I’m gonna go.” She said as she stood up.

❛ Why not ? Friends help friends out. Hey, can’t be friends without knowing each others names though, right ? I’m Cynthia. ❜

“Aw, you’re so sweet. I’m Alexia. It’s nice to meet you, Cynthia. What year are you?”

❛ Oh dear – how upset will your coach be about this ?? I could just tell them that I had to hold you back for tutoring or something ??? I’ll help you look for it also if you’d like me to. ❜

“You’d really do all of that? You’re such a doll. Thank you!”

“If I step back and someone is there,” she began. “I fail to see how that’s my fault at all. I mean, if a car was backing up and you continued to walk behind it. The damage done is your fault because you were stupid enough to keep going.” She shrugged her shoulders as if everything she said was perfectly justified.

“Considering the fact that I wasn’t even moving and you back into me, you’d be in the wrong. I mean, if a car was parked and you backed up and hit it, the damage is done. It’s your fault because you were stupid enough to back up without looking behind you.” She placed her hand on her hip and looked up at her.”