A Cliche Love Story

Chapter 1

((Warning: May contain Profanity and/or sexual content))

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Skylar's heart was beating nervously as she walked up to his door and knocked on it. The house was old and the exact opposite of luxurious. It swayed slightly as the steady breeze pushed it. Skylar frowned, knowing she would have to stay in this unstable house for 3 hours.

With Alex. 

It had taken her ten minutes to find his house and she was already exhausted from the day she had had. Her teacher's had given them tons of homework and, being the person she was, she had done all of it before the end of the day. Alex was in most of her classes and in all of the ones he had gotten homework, he had thrown it in the trash bin! Not even the recycling bin! 

Okay, so maybe she was a bit of a teacher's pet.

He caught her looking at him when he threw one of the worksheets into the trash, and he even had the nerve to wink at her! Flashing her a cocky smile....... she rolled her eyes at the memory. 

Anyways, after the day was over she had grabbed her stuff and climbed into her electric blue truck. Her truck was her baby and she absolutely loved it. If she had two kids and her truck was one of them, the truck would be her favorite. That's how much she loved her truck. 

Once she had gotten to his house, she had sat in the truck and looked at the house for a minute. Then she had actually gotten up the courage to knock on the door, so here she was. 

When Alex opened the door, he smiled widely at her. "Skylar." He said, putting his hand on the small of her back and leading her into the house. She walked faster just so he couldn't put his hand on her back anymore, and blushed when she heard his faint chuckle fill the room. 

"Scared, are we?" He teased, crossing his arms over his chest.

Typical Alex. 

All of a sudden, she actually had enough courage to talk to him. "You wish." She snapped, kind of surprised with herself. It looked like he was too because surprise and respect flicked in his eyes, until he turned back to the cocky guy she knew him to be. 

"So, what would you like to do babe?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him. Ducking out of his grip before she did something stupid, she glared at him and sat down on a chair in the living room. 

"First of all, don't call me 'babe'. Second, we are working on our writing project! Do you have any ideas? Any at all?" She asked, hopefully. He sat down on the couch, leaning back against it. 

"Nope, none at all babe." He said, shrugging. Annoyance boiled up inside of her and she frowned. He saw it and smirked. "How about a story about a sexy guy..." he gestured to himself, "saving a cute damsel in distress?" He asked, pointing to her. 

She blushed fiercely and he just smiled cockily, again. Restraining herself from getting up and wiping that cocky smile right off his face, she bit her lip. "Not a bad idea and since we cant come up with anything else, that's the one we'll have to use." She sighed, not extremely happy with their choice, but it would do. "Do you want to write the guy's perspective?" 

"Babe, I don't write. How about I just give you some ideas, maybe even some inspiration?" He winked at her and she blushed again. 

"How about you just give me ideas." She said, rolling her eyes. Taking out her notebook, she began to write. He didn't say anything and she personally thought it was better that way. So much for ideas. She was going to be a writer when she was older and if he didn't want to help, then it was fine with her.  More practice for the future. 

He got up and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. Sitting down beside her, their hips touching, he began to draw. It was a cover for their story. She stopped writing and watched him. His pencil glided across the paper,  and he smirked whenever he finished drawing something.

He couldn't think of what to draw next, so he looked at the paper, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. It made her smile. 

He's so sexy when he does that.......... 

'Wait. Did I just think that?' she asked herself. 

When he caught her staring, he smirked at her.

"Look, I know I'm hot but you don't have to stare at me." He said, gesturing to his body. She blushed even more, if that was possible, and looked back down at her notebook. 

"I better get going." She said, grabbing her stuff and getting up. She was almost at the door when a strong arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her from moving any farther.

"I'm not done with you yet." Alex whispered into her ear, pulling her closer to him.

This is going to be a long project. 

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Authors Note:

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