I said Boyfriend, not Babysitter! (Private)
 

Lexie sighed gently, staring two seats over and one ahead. Tge teacher was talking, but she wasn't listening. She was staring and fantasizing.
She was staring at Alastair, her crush for the past six months. He was handsome, smart, and athletic. The whole package. At 5' even and with freckles, pale skin, and curly red hair she didn't think she stood a chance asking him out though. She just looked to juvenile, and doubted that any man would find her all too sexy. Still, it didn't hurt to ask. So after bbuilding her courage for the duration of History, she caught up with him after class.
"Alastair!"

Alastair lazed his way through History Class. It wasn't that he didn't understand it, he just didn't really care. As he finally left the class room he heard someone call his name. He turned around to see Lexie. He never really paid much attention to Lexie, once aging he didn't really care.
"What is it?" He asked showing no courtesy at all.

"I, um... well..." Lexie said, her determination evaporating like water in death valley
"I... wondering... um... Date? Tonight?" She finally squeaked, nervousness destroying the cool appearance she had been going for. It was obvious she was infatuated, waiting eagerly for his response.

Alastair's face remained fairly placid throughout the whole ordeal. He raised an eyebrow when she finally asked the question.
He had never really considered to go out with Lexie. But she was infatuated with him and he could make her do what he wanted her to.
"Sure." He said smirking slightly. "How about my place at 6?"

Lexie smiled, nodding exuberantly. "Okay! I'll see you then."
Yippee! Hooray! WOOHOO! Fireworks went off in her brain. He had said yes! "Um... I gotta get to math but I'll see you then." She beamed, giggled excitedly, and turned to leave. YES!

Alastair went off to his class aswell. Once again he wasn't paying attention. He was too busy planning his 'date' for tonight.
He was going to give Lexie a time she would never forget.

Knock knock. Six O'clock sharp, Lexie was at Alastair's doorstep wearing a short pink skirt and a white top, smiling broadly. She had neglected to use the bathroom before she left in her excitement, but she knew she could hold it until they made it to the restaurant or wherever they were going.
He said yes! Yay!

Alastair had everything prepared in the spare bedroom. It had been a frantic 2 and a half hours preparing everything but he got it done.
He aswered the door with a smile.
"Come on in." He said, opening the door wider.
He guided Lexie into the sitting room. She wouldn't know what was happening until the last minute.

Lexie beamed, nodding and practically skipping inside. Her skirt was short and skimpy o display her choice of panties. In fact, her entire outfit and makeup choice was designed to counteract her natural juvenile appearance, as revealing as her mother would let her. "So what's the plan for tonight?" She asked, sitting down and gazing up at Alistair.

Alastair smirked once again.
"I thought we would just stay in tonight. My parents are away so we can do whatever we like." He said.
He knew Lexie would be disapointed but he had much better things planned.
"Would you like a drink?" He asked.