"Why blame your mother? You should thank her for inviting this fine specimen to your home--which is lovely by the way." Xavier says.
"Thank you for complimenting my house, at least now I know that you were raised somewhat correctly."
"So what would you like to do babe? I haven't gone to school yet--in fact my first day will be tomorrow, will you be there to hold my hand love?"
"Hmm, let me think about that--NO."
"Why not babe?"
"First of all, you're not a baby Xavier, and second of all, stop calling me weird endearments like we've known each other for a while, because we both know that we only met a couple hours ago."
"Fine, I was just trying to be nice...baby."
At that point, I didn't say anything anymore, as I knew this was something I couldn't win.
"So anyway, why are you here? Unless you want some help with Trigonometry homework or something."
"Well...I would really appreciate it if you would give me a tour of the city."
"Ugh--"
"Lavender! Give Xavier a tour of the city! You're always in your room doing whatever nonsense and procrastinating on your homework!" Mother cuts in before I can finish my sentence.
"Fine!" I yell back. I can't believe Mother was eavesdropping on us! I wonder if she heard what Xavier said about the handcuffs...at this thought, my cheeks looked splattered in color.
"So, I'm guessing you're imagining all the things you want to do to me?" Xavier smirks.
"Maybe in a million years." I retort.
"So when will you start giving me a tour of the city?"
"How about now?" I say while clutching onto his forearm, as I want to get rid of the kid as soon as possible.
"Woah, Princess, I know you want me and all, but maybe a bit less rough next time?" Xavier says while pointing to the red marks on his skin caused by my nails. "But then again Babe, I like it rough."
I start blushing again. "Whatever. Lets go."
I bring him to my white 2020 Tesla Model S--what? Just because I'm miserable, it doesn't mean I can't be miserable in style.
"Damn girl."
"Yeah, I know, I chose it. Now stop checking out my car, and get in." I say, but when I turn around to continue scolding him, I notice he's not there anymore. Great, now I probably look mental.
"Hurry up babe! I want to take this baby on a test drive."
"Woah, woah, woah. Hold your horses, I'm not letting you drive Creme, not now, not ever."
"Fine," Xavier pouts.
I get into the car and immediately start driving to the famous beach located nearby. While I'm driving, Xavier turns on the radio, but today was 'Funky Friday' so they only played disco music on the radio.
"Ugh, Xavier, can you grab my phone out of my pocket? I'm not really in the mood for listening to Disco."
"This music's alright, but fine. Where's your phone?" He asks.
"Oh, it's in my sweater pocket. Just reach for it please." But as soon as I say that, I instantly regret it because an evil smirk dawns on his face.
"Ohhkayyy." He says, then he starts reaching...
"Oh, yeah, and no wandering fingers...babe." I say, right before he can get his hand close enough to reach into my pocket.
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RomanceI did nothing. I couldn't do anything but just sit here stone-faced. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel right now. My best friend betrayed me too many times, my mother has anger issues, and I have a distant father, so why should I hold on to my s...
