Alexander
The clumsy maid; swish her ass away after serving me a plate of mushroom soup. She looked back and gave me a wink. I smiled mischievously after getting the message she's passing across.
Another pussy to bang tonight.
"Let's eat." Papa said which drew my attention back to the family.
The family.....
Aunt Maggie at Papa's right side, she's my mom's sister and has always been the one that cater for my needs ever since I was young.
She's the only mother figure in my life.
What I was told is that my mother died during childbirth. And, it's one of the things that made me who I am today.
Back to the family-- I stared at my stepmother who was busy slicing her steak; such a bitch!
That's who Pinky is, she may be my stepmother but she's only a few years older than me, known for her unruly ways and her extravagant lifestyle.
My dad's right hand man sitting at his left side, stiffly looking at everyone.
Mr Mack, I really like him because of his caring attitude and his honesty.
"So Alexander, I heard you have been missing classes lately why is that so." Grhh!! Here she goes again.... Pinky!!! always finds joy in tormenting me.
"Is that true?!" Mr Mack asked concerned.
"I wouldn't say it's not." I said sarcastically busy Munching on my food.
"You know you can't be Missing classes, you are in your final year and it's your father's school so you have to act responsible at least for your dad's sake." Aunt Maggie nagging words takes charge.
"Leave him, let him do what so ever he pleases." Dad chipped in.
"Darling you can't say that, you know he's our only child and once he finishes school he will have to take over your business; if he keeps acting irresponsible and rude things might get out of hand." Pinky adviced as I scoffed at her mocking words.
"Point of correction, he's the only child of his father-- he's not in any way your child." Aunt Maggie replied Pinky who ignored with a scornful look.
"I seriously don't understand why you all decide and act as if this is about you, let me do whatever pleases me just like dad said." I finally bulged in with a sly grin.
"Do what you want, like fucking each and every girl?" Pinky annoying word came blaring loud into my hearings.
"Why do you feel so pressured when you are not even my mother." I replied and I knew those statements I made would cause me trouble.
"What the hell did you just say?!" Dad shouted and banged his hands on the table.
"You heard me loud and clear so if you don't mind I have another pussy to bang tonight." I said and left them at the dinning room.
This has been my life--- am Alexander the one and only bad boy in school, famous in school, troublesome at home.
Am everyone's favorite and girls loves me, I don't need a girlfriend neither do I want a wife.
But one thing I know for sure, I will never reject a pussy.
This is my story, and it's about to begin.
Camile
I forced my legs into my black sneakers and applied my red lipstick.
"We are getting late Camille, it's almost ten." Rhoda my best friend complained.
"Am almost done." I said as I check myself one more time.
"Is this not too much Camille, I mean a jean shorts and a crop top to school??"
"I don't think it is; moreover he's coming to school today so I need to at least impress him if am ever gonna get his attention." I replied checking my bags.
"His attention?? With this??" She said looking at me weirdly.
"Yes, what's wrong with my outfit." I asked and shrugged.
"Nothing, it's absolutely perfect because your ass is clearly visible in those short, not talk of that top which is exposing your breast."
"So?? Your point is??"
"You look like a slut, you don't need to dress this way just to impress a guy." She advised checking her wristband.
"Thanks for the advice but no; this is what I will go with." I replied and picked my blue bag which teamed up with my blue top.
My hair packed in a ponytail style, and I must say the bad boy will definitely fall for me today.
You must be wondering who he is... That's Alexander, my crush ever since my first year in IVIKE school.
He noticed every other girls but, have always been an exception. Just, his attention I just want him to look at me for once. Which he never did.
Not for once has he ever looked at me nor talk to me but today I will definitely make sure to get his attention.
Minutes later, I was done dressing and we head downstairs.
I put on my earphone listening to "Ariana's song 7 rings" one of my very best.
"Shall we?" I asked Rhoda and hopped into the car. I ignited the car and drove us straight to school.
At IVIKE school
The air blew across my face as I alighted from the car.
"Finally," Finally, we are in school late thanks to you." Rhoda said and slammed the car's door shut.
"Am sorry girl." I pleaded and hugged her teasingly.
"Just leave me, I don't know what's special about him that makes you go crazy."
"You won't understand just let's go." I said and we both head inside.
Entering the classroom what we expected wasn't what we see.
Everyone was shouting, girls blushing and acting naughty and, there's only one thing that would cause that.
Alexander.......
He's here.
I moved into the crowd that surrounded him, he was sitting on his chair like a king. With no doubt he's definitely one.
Holy moly!! Is this really Alexander, am standing right in front of me.
It's been a while since he's attended classes and today just feels like the right time to make my feelings known to him.
"Oh my God.... It's Alexander." I muttered silently with a gasp.
"And you are?" He asked checking me up several times.
Ohh.... Seems like am finally getting his attention, he has never checked me out before.
"Am Camille, and I will like to treat you good if you would want me, check me out baby." I said turning around, I shake my ass right in front of everyone so he could acknowledge me.
For once, just for once!
"What's this? Are you ok?" He shouted and I stood still looking at him confused.
Sweating profusely like a Christmas goat, have I done something wrong? I looked at Rhoda who was glaring at me in one side of the class.
She nodded her head in dissappointment.
"Seems like some girls don't wanna know their class anymore, of course I can see you but you are definitely not my type. Not, with the way you are dressed. cheap slut!" He mocked and pushed me down to the floor.
I felt embarrassed knowing that all my efforts has been wasted, just to impress him I dressed up like a slut but yet, he didn't acknowledge me.
He hurts my feeling, my emotions.
Well.... Let's see for how long he's gonna hold back because I definitely won't back down.
The badboy and I.