Alex POV
Why is she looking at me for?
I look down at myself.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh fucking shit...im wearing a towel.
I sprint to my room, almost basically run into my door. I blow dry my hair, put on a falling in reverse tshirt shimmy into my black skinny jeans, shove my feet into my vans, and put on some eyeliner.
Surprisingly getting ready for me takes alot of effort.
Oh yeah I have to put on my bracelets.
So I put them all on and run downstairs to the table.
Fuck...I see her
Shes gourgeous just like the first time I saw her today. Damn her eyes...and that skirt...fuck.
I get caught of gaurd.
"Hello alex! Please come sit?"
The sexy girl's mom said.
"Okay"
I smile, and join them.
Yay...socialization.
My mom brings in some food. Alot of food achually. I just end up eating basically everything on the table...I catch her stareing at me..
Fuck I need her name.
"H-"
"H-"
We say at the same time. I think we were going to ask the same question. I restart my question first.
Oops.
"What is your name?"
"Me..?"
"Yes you haha"
Shes so adorible.
"O-oh im grace" she smiles.
Fuck. Her smile is beautiful.
"Thats a wonderful name, grace"
Grace. I like it. It describes her so well.
"What about you?" She says curiously.
"Im alex." I say befor shoving a spoonful of mashed potatoes in my mouth.
"Thats hot-"
Wait what did she just say?
Her face flushes full of embarrassment.
"Im sorry! I mean no!...I mean you are hot but not...ugh..."
She facepalms.
"No no no its okay. Okay? Youre fine"
"I wish"
What?
YOU ARE READING
let me kiss your scars
Aléatoirethis story is told from the side of a boy named alex. Hes intelligent, and has some pretty great music taste. he just moved here, but his neighbor... shes the most beautiful girl alex has ever laid eyes on. her name is grace...she has alot of storie...