Sinful Love

Chapter 1: Not the Ideal Party

I was fifteen and going to my friend's 15th birthday party at her house. It was a pool party. I wore a short red skirt with black blended tips and a red tank top showing off my stomach. I had black heels and stockings on. My long, wavey black hair was styled and waving in the wind. I had just gotten new red nails. They were sharp and long. I was going to look amazing. But I wasn't going to look amazing for my own self confidence or for my friends. It was for Alex. Alex was sixteen, he was in the grade above me, but we were in the same merged class. He was tall, blonde and stunning. I walked up to the door; I heard my heels clank against the ground as I walked. I felt like a boss. A sexy, well waged boss. I looked behind me. My mum was still waiting in the car for someone to open the door. Typical mothering. I rolled my eyes and turned back to the door. Alex, here I come. I rang the doorbell, trying to make sure I didn't bend back one of my nails. I heard a nice tune. I wasn't much of a music person, but I knew the ring of the doorbell consisted of the note "e". I looked down at the floor. What was taking them so long to answer the door? Yes, I was fashionably late, (on purpose of course), but this long? I doubted they even cared I was coming. Then I saw the door handle turn. I saw the light reflect off the door handle as it slowly twisted. There he was. Alex had opened the door for me.

"It's 4:12..." said Alex, looking at his watch. I wish I could hear him properly, but I was too busy admiring his amazing figure. There he stood before me. Tall and shirtless. His wet hair and black bather shorts were the perfect match.

"Eh hem?" said Alex. I looked away from his hair and looked him dead in the eyes. His beautiful blue eyes.

"Such a gentlemen." I said, leaning the on the door frame. I heard screams of laughter and excitement as I waited patiently for him to answer. I titled my leg slightly, trying to look good.

"Yeah, I was just- do you wanna come inside?" he said. I smiled.

"Of course," I walked past him and blew a bubble with my gum attractively. I walked forward, trying not to give in the temptation to look back at him. I hoped he was looking. I strut down the hall, hearing the clank of my heels yet again echo throughout the halls. I turned my body sideways to face the wall and then looked at him.

"You coming party boy?" I said as I rested my hands on my hips. I leaned to the side, trying to make my hips look bigger. He starred at me for a second. I could see his eyes running up and down my body. Then he shook his head slightly and looked into my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm coming," he said. I walked off yet again. I smiled as I turned my back and continued walking forward. He loved me. I just knew it. I saw a movement in the corner of my eye. I turned my head quickly. My friend Ashly was rushing towards me.

"Hey! Fashionably late I'm guessing...?" Said Ashly. She looked stunning. She had brown curled hair, short denim pants and a black tank top. She was looking like a real beach girl. And the flustered cheeks were a big hit for me. It wasn't as sexy as my outfit, but it was, and I admit, gorgeous.

"Finally, someone notices I'm late on purpose!" I spoke. I exaggerated the word 'purpose', just for some effect. Then I saw a tall figure stand beside me. I looked up to my right to see Alex's face. His beautiful smooth face.

"Oh hey...," said Ashly. I looked at Ashly. She was brushing a stand of hair behind her ear. I looked at her. I had known Ashly for years, but I have never, and I repeat NEVER, seen her brush her hair back like that. I could see what was happening right before my very own eyes. My crystal-clear eyes.

"It's a pretty epic party Ash." said Alex. I looked up at Alex as he spoke, and then at Ashly. She looked down at the floor. She was... BLUSHING! That slimy little-