skinny love;

“A bunch of hot losers. I mean, I’m sure they’re not that great in bed, teenagers never are. But they do need someone experienced to teach them.” she said with a grin.

“Wow-- where have you been all my life?” Alex chuckled, looking at the red-head. “You should teach the football team a thing or two. They don’t quite know what they’re doing, but they try. Props to them for that.”

“Well—you did kinda hit on a taken guy so…” she trailed off as a grin slowly started to tug her lips. “But I’m obviously no Mother Theresa, so whatever you say.”

     “Really? I like them. I don’t think the movies do the books justice so if possible, read them first for sure.” There were certain things she was passionate about. The ocean, which she wanted to dedicate the rest of her life to exploring; restoring some of the antiques that passed through her parents store and reading. “Favorite Tolstoy book then, if any? I’ve been looking to expand my book collection.”

“You want to know the truth Alex? I don’t like you enough to give a damn what you think, you and all the girls like you can say what you want but it doesn’t change the fact I am the most popular guy in school and I’m going to stay that way. Now you can carry on pining after me pathetically whilst I carry on enjoying myself with Peyton.” He chuckled before spinning in his seat ignoring whatever else she had to say. 

     “One and a friend who has never read it. Honestly, I understand if you haven’t read Melville or Tolstoy but Harry Potter?” Lillian laughed a little. “Might save the classics for a different time, now that I think of it. Sorry for bothering you.”

“I have never read Harry Potter either. Is it something I should look into-- or?” Alex chuckled, feeling slightly confused as to if this was a big thing or certain people just enjoyed the books. “No, you’re fine.”

     “Got any tricks for me? I’m going to be reading someone the Harry Potter series soon and wanna slip more classical work in there too, somewhere.”

“Are you reading to children? That’s so sweet.” Alex chuckled. “But-- unfortunately, it just takes looking at the page and really thinking about the metaphors. It’s nothing special.”

“Good. I just hope those guys over there notice.” she said, looking over her shoulder at the basketball team with a grin.

“I have no doubt in my mind that they will.” Alex shrugged. “They’re all a bunch of losers anyways.”

“I’m glad you agree with me so where do you suggest we go?”

“Hm.. not sure. Anywhere but here.”

     “I’ve always been more a fan of Herman Melville. He’s easier to read.”

“I don’t know-- Tolstoy is pretty great if you just focus on it a bit.”

“Why don’t you want anyone to know? Scared your reputations going to be ruined, Dupre?”

“It would take hell to freeze over before people stopped calling me a whore.” Alex chuckled. “That isn’t an issue. I just don’t come across as the smart girl, and I am okay with it.”

“Thanks. I might have made mine just a bit shorter than it’s supposed to be, but I’m sure Coach won’t mind.” she said with a grin. 

“I barely noticed until you said something.” Alex chuckled. “I am sure the coach won’t have the slightest clue.”

“I am the hottest guy in this school and I know that much, oh what was it you said the other day, I don’t like not having what I want. You can pretend you don’t want me all you want just because I rejected you but you would have slept with me then and if I wanted you you would sleep with me now just like all the other cheerwhores.” Nathan laughed as he slid into his seat. “Now if you’ll calm down you’re causing a scene.”

“Oh, so you weren’t all over him the other day when he told you a thousand times he had a girlfriend and then you kissed him? I don’t care if you kissed him, I don’t care if you fucking blew him, you don’t go near another girl’s man and the fact that you did? Well, no wonder why everyone thinks you’re dirty.” she said with a scoff. “But you weren’t big enough to not go near him. You’re just like the rest of the pathetic little tramps on this team who don’t know how to not touch what doesn’t belong to them.” she said in annoyance. “Fine, slut. I’m done with this conversation. If I keep looking at you, I might punch you.”

“I flirt with people but I don’t go around putting my lips in places they shouldn’t be. Like you don’t flirt with anything that walks anyway.” Nathan snapped back at her. “A peck or full on sex it doesn’t matter I’m with someone else and you know that if I offered right now you would still do me even if I was with Peyton, you and every other girl and thats what pisses her off.”

“Jesus Christ, you are so annoying and full of yourself.” Alex narrowed her eyes and scoffed. “I am a flirt; it’s part of who I am. I don’t deny it, and I accept it.” She stated clearly. “But you have this ego that makes you feel like you’re the hottest thing alive, which couldn’t be farther from the truth. Wanna know the truth? I wouldn’t have sex with you even if my life depended on it. I told you that after I kissed you, but somehow, your brain doesn’t seem to comprehend that not every girl wants to be fucked by Mr. Basketball Star Nathan Scott.” She slammed her books onto the desk.

Her anger only rose when the girl had the audacity to call her a bitch. “I’m sorry, am I supposed to think you’re a pure and innocent fucking flower after you tried to fuck my boyfriend?!” she yelled, her fists clenching at her side. “I agree. What would you prefer? Slut, skank, floozy, tramp, wench, harlot, hussy, I’m fine with all of those, really.”

“Let’s get one thing straight. I didn’t try to fuck your boyfriend. I merely gave him a peck on the lips, nothing more to it. I didn’t shove his hand into my pants for fuck’s sake. And he flirted with me for weeks before it happened, so yes, I was tempted. And I will be big enough to say sorry for kissing him.” She shrugged. “I prefer slut. Harlot is a little too ancient for me.”

“Oh I saw, and I told you so. But I really don’t know what you expected from her Alex?” Nathan asked her with a small shake of his head. “I told you we were still together.”

“I expected her to get mad; she did-- that’s fine.” Alex shrugged. “I knew you two were together, but don’t act completely innocent-- like you’re not the biggest flirt Tree Hill has ever seen.” Alex rolled her eyes. “Yep, I kissed you, but I think it was more like a second grade kiss rather than a high school kiss. It’s not like I forced you into a closet and tore your clothes off.”