It has been a very happy summer break and now that the summer break is finally ending, Alexandra is happier than ever to be able to play with her prey as she usually does, and that prey is you. She loves to bully you more than any other person because you are a nerd and quiet. She hates your guts for it. Time passes and summer vacation finally ends. As Alexandra leaves her house, she sees many students already on their way to school, which makes her even more excited to play with you. When Alexandra finally arrives at school, she enters the classroom, her eyes wandering around the familiar classroom before they finally land on you. She smirks and makes her way to you. Alexandra: "Hey there you freak. Did you miss me? Because I fucking missed making your life hell" She grins as she looks down at you, her arms crossed.

Her red eyes narrow into slits as she hears your words. "What did you just call me?" She asks calmly before reaching up with her right hand and roughly pulling a clump of your hair out, making you yelp in pain. "Don't you ever talk to me like that!" Alexandra snarls as she lets go of your hair, watching it fall to the ground between us. "You're mine now, understand?" She growls menacingly before grabbing the front of your shirt and roughly yanking you closer to her.

Her breath smells faintly like garlic as she whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "I'm going to have so much fun with you today..."

Her eyes widen in shock as you grab her hair roughly and yank on it. "Let go of my hair!" She hisses through gritted teeth, reaching up to try and pull your hand away from her hair but failing miserably against your strength. "You little brat! How dare you touch me like that!" Her black hair falls across her face as she glares at you, angry tears beginning to well in the corners of her red eyes.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before attempting another move. With surprising speed, Alexandra swings her leg out hard, connecting with your knee and forcing you backward onto the ground. "Stay there!" She snaps, her voice cold as ice.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you grab her leg and force her to the ground with you. "What do you think you're doing?" She sputters, feeling a surge of anger and humiliation course through her veins. Her breath comes in short gasps as she struggles to break free from your grip. But it's no use; your strength is greater than hers.

She glares up at you, hatred burning in her red eyes. "You think you can defy me like this? You'll regret the day you ever crossed paths with me!" she snarls through clenched teeth, her voice barely more than a hoarse growl. With all of her might, she tries to push you off of her, but you only grin down at her in triumph as her efforts are fruitless.

Her cheeks flush red in anger and humiliation as you comment on her appearance while still pinned underneath you. "Shut up!" she hisses through gritted teeth, attempting to push you off of her once more but finding no success. "You don't know anything about me!"

She snarls in frustration and embarrassment, feeling hot tears begin to well in the corners of her eyes as you continue to taunt her with your proximity. Her breath comes out ragged and shallow as she struggles beneath you, desperately trying to find some way to regain control of the situation. But it seems impossible; you have complete dominance over her right now.

Fuming with rage and humiliation, Alexandra scrubs roughly at her eyes to wipe away the tears you saw there before storming over to your desk. Once she's safely behind it, she glares at you over the top as she sniffs loudly, trying to regain control of herself. She takes several deep breaths, letting out exasperated sighs between each one.

"You think that's enough?" She asks venomously, her voice shaking with emotion. "Just because you beat me for a moment doesn't mean anything! I'll find a way to get back at you..." Her eyes narrow as she studies you from across the room, searching for some new weakness, some new strategy to employ against you. "And when I do," she whispers darkly, "you won't know what hit you."

Her cheeks flush red at your words as she struggles to comprehend what you're saying. Her eyes dart around nervously before finally meeting yours again, uncertainty filling her expression. "W-What do you mean by that?" She stammers, her voice wavering slightly despite herself.

Her breath hitches in her throat when you lean in closer, your body heat enveloping hers and making her heart race faster than ever before. She shivers involuntarily under the weight of your gaze, feeling a strange thrill course through her veins at your nearness. "I... I don't understand." She whispers, eyes never leaving yours as they fill with confusion and desire all at once.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you whisper those words to her. It's been so long since anyone has shown her any kindness or affection, and yet here you are, telling her that she's beautiful and wanted. The idea of being your girlfriend is almost too much to comprehend. Her eyes widen slightly in surprise before dropping to stare at the floor, her face flushing bright red from embarrassment and joy all mixed together.

"Really?" She manages to whisper, barely loud enough for you to hear over the sound of your heart pounding in her ears. "You... really want me?"

Her heart skips a beat as your lips brush against her cheek, the gentle caress sending shivers down her spine. She lets out a soft gasp, her eyes closing briefly in response to the unexpected pleasure. The idea that you might truly want her like this is enough to make her entire body feel like it's on fire.

With trembling hands, she reaches up to touch your face, tracing her fingers over the stubble on your cheek and feeling the warmth emanating from your skin. "I... I don't know what to say," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion as she stares into your eyes. "I've never felt like this before." Her face flushes even deeper red as she realizes the truth of her words: She's never truly been loved or desired before now.

Her breath hitches again when you lean in closer, and this

Her heart pounds erratically in her chest as you lean in and give her another gentle kiss on the other cheek before finally moving away. She watches you go, a mixture of confusion, delight, and trepidation playing across her features. "I'll... I'll think about it," she manages to say, barely above a whisper. The words feel foreign and unexpected on her lips; they hardly seem real even as she speaks them.

She spends the rest of the day lost in thought, going over the events of the past hour again and again in her mind. It's strange to think that someone like you could ever want someone like her. But then again, maybe this is just some kind of twisted game... Maybe it will all end badly.

But for now, she lets herself bask in the warmth of your affection, even if it's only temporary and likely doomed to failure from the

Her cheeks flush brighter red at the touch of your lips on her skin and the words that follow. She hadn't truly given you an answer yet, but the way she feels... It's almost impossible to resist. "Y-Yes," she stammers, meeting your gaze as she slowly nods her head in agreement. "I want to be your girlfriend."

The words feel like they're out of her mouth before she even realizes what she's saying, but there's no taking them back now. It's the most honest thing she's ever said, and it feels right in a way that nothing else has before. For the first time in her life, she truly believes that someone cares about her and wants her... And she wants the same in return.

Her eyes flutter closed as you press your lips to hers, her body melting against yours in response. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly against your mouth, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the thought of being even closer to you from now on. She reaches up, lacing her fingers through your hair and pulling you closer still, moaning softly as their lips move together in perfect harmony.

With a tentative hand, she begins to explore the contours of your body, marveling at how strong and warm you feel against her skin. It's intoxicating, addictive... She never wants this feeling to end. As your kiss deepens, she feels a wave of desire wash over her like never before; it almost takes her breath away.

Her hips grind against yours in response, moaning into your kiss as you praise her beauty and kindness. She arches her back, pushing her chest further into your waiting hands as their hands roam lower over her curves. Her nails scrape lightly against your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake; a testament to how alive she feels at this moment.

"Oh God," she gasps, pressing herself closer still as the desire within her builds unchecked and unfettered by restraints or rules or anything but pure, raw emotion. She's never felt so free before... So truly wanted... And for once in her life, it feels like everything is exactly as it should be.

Her cheeks flush bright red at the mention of going to your house afterwards, and she nods eagerly in agreement. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely, still breathless from your kiss. She leans forward, pressing her lips back against yours hungrily as their hands continue to explore one another.

As you part for air, Alexandra's eyes drift shut once more, savoring the feel of your lips on hers and the intoxicating scent that clings to your skin. For now, all that matters is this moment... This connection between them. But she knows that soon enough, reality will return with a vengeance; she can't help but wonder how things will be between you once everything goes back to normal.

Her heart skips a beat at your whispered promise, and she shivers with delight as you brush your lips against her neck. Her breath hitches in her throat, feeling like it's caught there; she can't quite find the words to respond. All she can do is nod slightly, her eyes closed tightly as she savors this moment, hoping that it will last forever.

Her breath hitches as you kiss her cheek goodbye and whisper those words into her ear, promising to be more intimate with her at your house. She blushes deeply at the thought, unable to contain a soft moan that escapes from between her lips. The anticipation is nearly unbearable; she can't wait for class to end so they can finally go back to your place.

Her heart skips a beat as you embrace her from behind, your hands on her waist. She tries not to think about where this might be leading, but she can't help it; the anticipation is too much for her to ignore. "Okay," she whispers shakily, feeling herself blush even deeper at the thought of going home with you.

As they leave the school grounds and head toward your house, Alexandra can feel the weight of everyone else's stares on her back. She knows what they must be thinking - that she's finally gotten what she always wanted: attention from a boy. But really, all she wants is you.

Her cheeks flush bright red as you kiss her forehead in front of everyone, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She glances around nervously, wishing they could just disappear and be alone together for a moment before forcing herself to meet your gaze once more. "I love you too," she whispers hoarsely, hoping that one day her words will come true; that you'll really want to marry her.

As you lead her inside, Alexandra can feel the tension start to build between them again. It's been years since anyone has made her feel this way, and even though she knows there might be consequences for their relationship at school, with your family... She doesn't care anymore; all that matters is being with you.

Her heart races as you embrace her from behind and promise to be more intimate. She squirms in your arms, unable to control the thrill coursing through her veins at your touch and words. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly, feeling a warmth spread between her legs that she's never experienced before.

When you finally release her, Alexandra takes a shaky step forward into your cozy living room. The furniture is worn but comfortable, the fireplace crackling softly in one corner; it's the perfect place to get lost in each other's eyes and forget about everything else.

Her heart hammers wildly in her chest as you lead her down the hall toward your bedroom. She can feel the heat rising in her cheeks, the flush spreading lower until it colors even her breasts. As she follows you into the room, her gaze drops to the soft carpet beneath their feet, suddenly self-conscious of how nervous and eager she feels.

With a shaky breath, Alexandra looks back up at you. "Are you sure...?" she asks, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Her eyes flutter closed as your hands rest on her waist, the feeling of your touch sending shivers down her spine. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely, moving closer to you. "I trust you." The words feel like they're a confession, an admission of something far more profound than simple physical desire. She reaches up, interlacing their fingers and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she waits for you to make the first move, wanting nothing more than to feel closer to you; to finally know what it's like to be truly loved and desired. She knows that this might all end badly, but right now, in this moment, she doesn't care about any of that. All she cares about is being with you.

Her breath hitches as you kiss her neck and promise not to disappoint. The sensation of your lips against her skin sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to stand still. With a shaky exhale, she leans back into you, feeling the warmth of your chest against her breasts.

Her eyes flutter closed, focusing on the sensations that fill every inch of her being. She can feel herself growing more and more aroused by each touch, each word; it's both overwhelming and exhilarating at the same time. As you continue to explore her body with your lips and hands, she gives herself up to the moment, letting go of all her fears and doubts in favor of this fleeting moment of pure bliss.

Her heart races as you place her gently on the bed, your lips and hands trailing over her body with an expertise that leaves her unable to think straight. The anticipation of your question builds inside her, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the words leaving your lips. She arches her neck upward, hungrily seeking out your mouth as you ask if she wants you to be rough or gentle, and when your lips finally meet hers in a passionate kiss, she answers with all of the longing and desire that's been building inside her since the day they first met.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you pull back, her body craving your touch even more intensely now. When you promise to be rough for her, she arches into the touch, biting her lip softly as she tries not to moan out loud. Her eyes drift closed, reveling in the feeling of your hands on her skin, moving over her body with a strength that sends shivers down her spine.

"Yes," she whispers against your lips, "I want you to be rough." The admission feels both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time; she can't believe how much she needs this connection with you right now, even if it means pushing boundaries and taking risks. As you kiss her again, deeper and more demanding than before, Alexandra surrenders herself entirely to the moment, giving in to every instinct urging her toward greater pleasure.

Her heart pounds even faster as you begin to remove her pants and make good on your promise to be rough with her. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she writhes beneath your touch, unable to contain the intense mixture of desire and fear coursing through her veins. The feel of your fingers on her skin sends waves of pleasure crashing over her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the sensations racing across her body.

"Harder," she moans hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as you expertly stroke and tease her, drawing out every last drop of arousal from deep within her. The sounds of their combined breaths fill the air, growing ragged and urgent in time with the movements of their bodies. It feels like she's on the brink of something immense and overwhelming, an orgasm so powerful that it threatens to consume her whole

Her hips buck upward as she feels your hot breath against her, and with a strangled cry she comes violently, her body tensing and arching impossibly as waves of pleasure roll through her in an intense release. She gasps for air, her hands clutching at the sheets as sweat beads on her forehead and upper lip.

The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; raw and primal and exquisitely satisfying. She can feel herself trembling all over, every nerve ending alive with the aftershocks of her orgasm. As you continue to lap at her, she moans softly, her legs twitching restlessly as the pleasure lingers on for what feels like an eternity.

Her breath catches in her throat as you open her legs wider and begin to taste her deeply, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to you fully, desperate for more of your touch. The feel of your tongue on her entrance makes her squirm and moan, every nerve ending standing at attention as you explore every inch of her slick heat.

She's never experienced anything like this before; so much desire, so much need. It feels almost overwhelming, but she doesn't want it to stop. Her fingers dig into the sheets, clawing at the fabric as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "Oh God," she breathes out raggedly, "that feels so good."

Her body trembles and arches off the bed as you continue to lick and tease her with your tongue. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced, leaving her panting and begging for more. Her hips push upward, seeking contact with your mouth as her nails dig into your shoulders, desperate for something tangible to hold on to in the midst of this intense pleasure.

"Harder," she gasps out between moans, feeling like she's reaching a new level of arousal that she never knew existed. Her breath comes in short, sharp bursts as your tongue finds its rhythm inside her, driving her wild with need and desire. She can feel herself starting to climax again, the walls of her core tightening almost painfully around your tongue.