She raised one foot (must be planning to stomp on him hard) but good thing he noticed it before she even managed to hurt him. Alexander let go and maintained a healthy distance away from the redhead.
She had already bitten his hand like some dog. Alexander didn't want a foot of his to be pulverized by that huge sandals.
"I will not tolerate any kinds of unnecessary touching from you, is that clear?" She said and he nodded like a good puppy that he was just to placate her.
Satisfied at his response, she brought him to a much more crowded place. There were a lot of people hanging around those large tents and interestingly enough, they all have those hawk-like gazes as they scanned them from head-to-toe.
It was disconcerting when a group of people did that but when it comes to Red, though, Alexander wouldn't mind.
They neared the tables and there was a petite blonde girl there smiling at them. "Thanks for joining. Fifty dollars for the registration."
Red searched her bag as the blonde girl eye-fucked him and slipped a small sheet of paper in his breast pocket. Alexander's lips twitched, fighting a grin. If he can't get Red under him where she should belong at the end of the day, it wouldn't be so bad to have someone as a reserve.
Red whipped fifty one-dollar bills in the blonde's face then throw it in the air, making the blonde girl scowl as she scrambles on her knees picking up the paper bills.
"Oops. Sorry, didn't mean to." Red said with total innocence but since Alexander already knew her a little, he could detect the sarcasm in there somewhere.
Wow, this girl doesn't have a kind bone in her body.
"You should be a part of the #meangirls cast," Alexander whispered in her ear.
"I didn't mean to." She insisted, rolling her eyes as she whispered back. "Okay, the truth is, I just can't stand it."
"Are you jealous of her for the eye-fucks she's been giving me?" Alexander teased.
"We just met, stranger, and no I'm not jealous. If you want to joke, please warn me. I'll laugh for you no matter how lame."
Frustrating female.
Alexander brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Thanks. I wouldn't be able to find one as lovely as you who is ready to laugh at my attempts."
"Of course you wouldn't find anyone as lovely as me," she said, adding drily, "No one compares to me. I'm all you'll be able to think about for the rest of your life. You'll be heartbroken that you let my getaway, and perhaps you won't recover. Now that we've got that established, let's talk about getting inside the tent now, shall we?"
"Where did you get that romantic bullshit?" Alexander threw her own words back.
It was such a wonderful feeling.
"Sarcasm, dude."
"Oh, I thought that you want me to fall in love with you."
"As if you would." She laughed incredulously as her aquamarine eyes turn into a darker shade. "You don't fall in love. You fuck. Hard."
His dick twitched.
It liked her talking dirty.
"What if I do?"
"What do you mean? The fucking?"
"Fall in love with you."
Alexander was satisfied that he rendered her speechless, her face turning as red as a tomato. Her beautiful mouth opened and closed like a fish out of the water. Oh at least, she got affected by him. "Don't worry I'll throw her number away," Alexander added.
"Let's help your girlfriend over there." She changed the subject immediately and pointed to the blonde girl. Alexander decided to let it go. For now.
Alexander pitied the blonde girl as she chased for the other flying bills. In the end, Alexander and a-little-bit-guilty Red helped her pick them up.
"Thank you." The girl smiled a smile that doesn't reach her eyes at Red and she mouthed 'Call me, handsome' at him.
Alexander ignored it.
They had to write their names, age, and their school in the registration forms and behind her, Alexander looked over to see what she wrote:
Contest Joined: Colored Henna Ink
Oh, so this was what the fuss was all about. She was putting henna tattoos all over him. Alexander smirked, looking forward to how she will put it and what will be their positions.
Name: Cathryn Woods (artist)
Oh, so this redhead's name was Cat. Alexander chuckled.
Well, it fits her snobbish and demanding nature.
Age: 17
She was a year younger than him.
Why was he allowing her to order him around again?
Sex: Female
Hell yeah, one bossy female that is too difficult to handle.
School: Xavier School of Arts
This was the most shocking of all.
What? Xavier School? Really?
Did they go to the same university?