ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇɢᴜᴍ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ | BAXTER RADIC

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!!! THE STORY MAY VARY
FROM THE SERIES IN ORDER
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47 maine street, alexandra repeated in her head. she sucked at directions and the fucking maine street was not even on google maps. all she knew was that house had a pool - she heard those girls talking about it.

determined to find the adress, tired of walking and her sandals were killing her feet. she noticed a boy around her age, maybe a year or two older, walking in the same direction. without thinking, she jumped him with a question about the party.

"hey, you know where the 47 maine street was?"

alexandra was sure she sounded rude and looked like a neurological patient that left for the weeknd, but she was tired of walking and just wanted to find the damn place.

"i'm headed there." he smiled. " wait, aren't you the girl that brought back baxter's lighter. big fan od that."

"is he like a big deal here, cause i didn't know rejecting a guy would get me a ticket for a party?"

"he's like, a womanizer. i don't know, haven't witnessed a girl rejecting him. that's probably why he can't get over you."

"he'll get over it. i'm alexandra, by the way."

"marlon."

the party seemed crazy, the music was beating from the speakers, people were jumping in the pool, drinking what it looked like cheap vodka and the girl that invited her to the party was behind the grill. marlon had let alexandra know he's gonna get her drink, and after letting him know she's not consuming alcohol he left to get her a soda. alexandra approached a girl behind the grill, being the only reckognizable person at the place.

"isn't it the one and only, anti-baxxer" the girl laughed while flipping the burgers as if her life depended on it, while also dancing to the rythm of the currently played song.

"oh, i do have a specific reputation in this town."

"girl, rejecting baxter was a free ticket for being my friend."

"you must really hate him."

"naah, i just enjoy looking him suffer."

marlon showed up with a soda bottle in his hand. he apologized for taking him too long to come back.

"i think finding soda at the party is the hardest thing i've done in a months."
alexandra laughed.

"aren't you the sweetest."

marlon smiled and just when the somg changed to the slower ones, he disappeared. alexandra figured he might wanted to find some girl to dance with, but he wasn't at the dance floor. neither was the bubblegum hair boy.

the bathroom in this house was pretty much impossible to find - every room had a "do not enter" sign and a bathroom was probably in one of them. just when she was about to give up she heard a giggles in the room - figured someone might help her with the bathroom thing. just as she opened the door, her eyes landed on a bare back of a boy with a pink hair, and some girl under him. they were nearly naked and for some reason he didn't even flinch. the girl, on the other hand, screamed in embarassment.

the pink haired boy turned around and rolled his eyes, but then realized the girl that cock-blocked him was no other than alexandra. he was shocked, figured she won't show up, but there she was.

instead of saying something, she bursted out laughing, the girl stormed past her and baxter was staring at her - obviously clueless about what's going on.

she sat down on the chair next to the bed, still laughing and through laugh she managed to say:

"i was.." laugh.
"the girl that..." laugh.
"rejected baxter..." even louder laugh.

he still stared at her, his facial expressiom haven't changed since the moment she entered the room.

"and now i'm the girl that cock-blocked him too."

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