Stuck on an Elevator with Mr. Bad Boy

Chapter 2

You know when you are in an elevator, and there is an awkward silence between you and the other person that is in there?

Yeah, that person is me right now.

The boy, the man, the manwhore, whoever you want to call him, growled and picked up his phone. I stood there watching him pull his hair.

Wait, why is he so stressed out?

I turned around and started banging on the door.

I bang on it for five seconds and gave up.

Note to self: don't give up easily, at least try.

Okay, thanks for that but I didn't need the 'note to self.'

I scowled to myself.

Maybe if i scream people will start wondering what is going on. Never mind I am too lazy.

I turn back to the bad boy and I see him watching me. I knew he didn't want to talk to me, so I did what I always do in stressful situations.

Sit.

You heard me.

Sit.

Do I need to repeat it?

I don't think so.

I looked away and made my way to the corner, which only took one step, and I sat down. 

My legs were neatly crossed and thank god the dress wasn't any higher.

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

A deep scruffy voice interrupted my train of thought. "Is that what you are going to do? Just sit there? I am pretty sure we can do more than sit."

My eyes widened in irritation. "Yes, this is what I do when something happens. Yes, I sit there and think about life. Is that a problem? And no, I don't want to do anything with you, because I bet you have some sort of disease and disfunction that includes your precious little parts." I don't know why I snapped at him, but all I know is that I need to get out of here as fast as I can.

I see a smirk growing on his face. "I didn't mean anything sexually, but I am pretty sure we can figure something out."

His smirk falters a bit when he realizes that I said something about a disfunction in his little lightbulb. "Just so you know, I can show you that I don't have any problems. I mean if you want me to prove it, we can have sex right now."

"No! Never in a million years! Not gonna happen. Sorry, but you and your little girl can go suck a dick for all I care."

"Ouch! Baby girl that hurts!" He said putting his hand over his heart.

I rolled my eyes at him and decided not to respond. A few minutes passed before realizing that I still don't know his name.

"What your name?" I say quietly hoping he wouldn't hear.

"Alex, Alex Kingston," Alex pauses for a few seconds, "you should know my name. After all, I am the Sex God of the school."