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Alexander Gray and Aeliyah Blue have been enemies since third grade, when Alexander, Alex, put red fingerpaint in Aeliyah's hair. Now, he's pulled his latest prank, one that makes Aeliyah hate him so much more than she did before. Now she decides to start pranking back, and Alex develops feelings for her. He tries to befriend her but she will have none of the sort, as he has nonstop tortured her for the past 8 years. Can Alex convince her that he's done pranking? Or will Aeliyah never forgive him and continue on with her hatred? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 9, 2013    Reads: 93    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

" Ow, Carrie!" I exclaim as I walk forward into a wall or post. " Sorry!" she yells back, guiding me forward. I hold my arms out, swinging them wildly to make sure I don't hit anything else. " Okay, stop right here. Don't take it off yet, hang on." she says. I hear something drop and her cuss to my right and I immediately flinch toward the noise. " Dont worry, just getting the camera ready." she says. " The camera? Carrie, what's going on, seriously?" I ask frantically. " Carrie, just take the blindfold off." a deep voice a ways in front of me yells up to us. Shivers run up and down my spine at the voice, immediately giving me goosebumps. I drop my wildly thrashing arms and point my head in the direction of the voice. " Okay, one, two three, open," Carrie says, slipping the blindfold off. I adjust my eyes to the light and finally recognize than man standing a few yards away. I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands while tears fill my eyes. " Hey, baby," he calls. He takes a few steps forward and I take a step or two, stopping when he holds his arms out to me. Suddenly I'm filled with blindingly White hot anger. " What the hell are you doing here?" I yell and he drops his arms, a frown replacing his smile. " Well, that wasn't what I was expecting," he says, rubbing the back of his neck. " You didn't call or anything! I called you everyday!" I exclaim, jabbing a finger in his chest with every word. " What?" he asks, eyebrows furrowing with confusion. " Every single day! Ask Carrie! And you didn't answer for a whole year! So you think you can just waltz back-" " Shut up, Aeliyah," he says, pulling me to him by my belt loops on my jeans. He presses his lips to mine firmly and all my anger fades away. Somehow I just know he has a good excuse. My arms circle around his neck and he bends down, wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up. He spins me around and then finally sets me back on my feet. We pull away, breathless, and I stare at him. " Why didn't you answer at all?" I ask softly. " Aeliyah, I called you every single day. and I emailed and texted and I almost even wrote you a letter. You were the one that didn't answer back." he replies. I shake my head, frowning. " Guys, I'm so sorry. It was me." Carrie cries and we both look over at her. " What?" we ask at the same time. " It was me. Alex, after you left I exchanged her phone for one exactly like it with a different number so you couldn't call or text. Aeliyah, I put Alex's number in the new phone but changed the last digit. You didn't notice because you have his number saved under Alex." she explains. " Why? What about the emails?" Alex asks. " That was easy. There was already a virus in Aeliyah's computer and she didn't know but it wouldn't send any of her emails or let her recieve any. She just didn't notice. And I did it because, Aeliyah, I thought he was a bad guy. Remember before? He was mean and rude and a player and I thought all along that he was going to prank you and break your heart. I didn't want you to get hurt again, so I tried to stop you guys from seeing each other. But now, Alex called me and wanted to see you really bad and I felt so terrible about everything. Because now I realize you two were meant to be together and I'm sorry for trying to stop that." she explains through her tears and I gawk at her. " What about all those times you said we were the perfect couple and stuff?" I ask her. " Just a part of the plan," she says with a tearful, small smile. " Shit. I'm sorry that I accused you of that, Alex," I say and he shakes his head and wraps his arms around me again. " Im so sorry, you guys. I just wanted to protect you." She says to me. " I know, Carrie. So since you were trying to protect me, I'm not mad. Well, I'm mad, but, I guess it's okay." I tell her and she smiles. " Really? Great. Thank you guys," she says, hugging us both. Then she takes her keys, muttering something about ' Going shopping to give us some privacy' and then dances off to her car. Alex buries his face in my long hair and I hold him as tight as possible. " I missed you so much," he whispers softly. " I missed you too," I tell him. He leans back and captures my lips with his own as my hands go to play with his hair at the base of his neck. He groans when I pull gently on his hair and bites my bottom lip, tugging with his teeth. He grabs my leg just under my butt and hoists me onto his hips and I wrap my legs around his waist. He stumbles in the back door and crashes into the dining table, making us both laugh breathlessly before continuing on the way to the bedroom. Alex sets me on the bed and moves to the hollow of my neck, gently kissing and sucking. My back arches as I moan and I feel him smile against my skin. Moments later our clothes are scattered in various positions all over the floor and Alex is nibbling my ear lobe. " Stop teasing," I breathe, clutching at his soft brown hair as he kisses down my bare chest. " Me? Never," he disagrees, kissing down my navel and then back up to my neck. " Alex," I say, scratching his back. " Yes?" he asks, his voice deep and husky and seductive. " Make love to me."


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