Alex||you make me sick

[MARIE ADELAIDE SAUVETERRE]

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Marie has a sweet tooth. It was fairly obvious, well, she thought so anyway. it wasn't like she lusted after lollipops and always had candy. It wasn't like she was fat--she was in fact skinny. But she did have a sweet tooth, she liked her coffee sweet, she liked pastries of all kinds. And who makes better pastry than the French?

Nobody.

It was Friday after class and she decided she'd head out into the city for a cinnamon bun, warm and sweet and gooey. It melted in your mouth. The one's at the Café de Paris did anyway. It was the best place to fill her craving.

Marie flounced in and went up to the counter, putting her order in with beautiful French. She spoke flawless english too, but that's what happened when you were half American and half French. She preferred French and France, both were prettier, more elegant, more refined. And if she was going to be famous for music, what better place than Europe?

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[Alexandre Sebastian Girard]

Ordinarily, he wasn't one for sweet things. Not as far as pastries went, anyway. He preferred his sweets of the female variety. It just so happened, though, that as Alexandre strolled past the Café de Paris, he saw one of his favorite sweets going inside. He was well aware, of course, that Marie wasn't the most fond of him and, if he was honest, he was more fond of the spats they had than of anything else. Still, he couldn't very well pass up an opportunity to have a go at her. Not when it was such a lovely Friday afternoon and he was quite through with classes for the day. "Marie, ma douce, how charming you look," he murmured, speaking mostly in English, though his was tainted with a heavy French accent. He was born and bred French, but his father was a diplomat, and he had to be able to impress people.

Without invitation, he slid his arm around Marie's waist, his fingers playing along her waistline. When her treat was delivered, he hastily ordered one of his own along with his favorite dark roasted coffee. He didn't bother moving his hand, though. He wasn't planning on allowing Marie to go anywhere without him. It would certainly ruin his fun if she did.

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Marie sighed, knowing the feeling of his hands almost as well as she knew his voice. Alex. The rich French playboy. Well he wasn't actually a playboy, but it was the most delicate way to put what he was. Half the school had been in his bed, probably half the country. But he was handsome and wealthy. Which was exactly why her mother and his mother were trying to set them up.

Marie however, had no intention of marrying him, dating him or sleeping with him. Much to his dismay. his ego simply didn't have room for a negative answer to one of his many lines. "Ah Alex, as bold as ever." She said cooly, not even bothering to move his arm. It was too much to fight with him, and flirt at the same time. remind him what he couldn't have.

It was also a wonder why two native French chose to converse in English. But it was just as well with her.

Marie took a bite of her sweet as soon as it arrived, merely to keep her from having to talk. Alex had a big enough mouth for the both of them. But more often then not he was using it for scandalous things.

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[Alexandre Sebastian Girard]

Pleased that she didn't try to pull away, Alex led Marie toward a table in the back. Ever so practiced in his manners, the boy pulled out one of the chairs and offered it to Marie with a flourish. "Ladies first, ma douce." He grinned and waggled his eyebrows at her, feeling a little goofier and more charming than usual. "I'm sure my mother has told yours what a gentleman I am." His grin became a smug smirk. He knew their parents had pretty much decided that Marie and Alex should be a couple. He was all for it... well, as much as he was all for being a couple with anyone.

Alex had never been one for steady relationships. He was a player in almost every sense of the word. He had dates. He had fuck buddies. He didn't have girlfriends. Girlfriends took too much effort. Still, he couldn't help but do his fair share of flirting, and he really couldn't help it if girls kept taking his flirtation as genuine interest, right?

Grinning at the girl once again, Alex reached out and trailed his fingers along her hand. "And how are you? He wasn't quite that concerned with how she'd been, really, but it was the appropriate thing to ask, and he did have appearances to keep up.

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Marie followed him to the table, sitting stiff and proper. She really didn't like Alex, not at all. He was a player, ahd no real conviction for anything. Marie doubted he had any talents, besides maybe being good in bedm with all his practice she doubted he could be bad. But otherwise he used his money and his looks to get whatever he wanted.

It was obvious he wanted her, even in a purely animal way. He wasn't the relationship type. She was however, and she wasn't giving Alex anything. He didn't deserve it. But if their mother's had their way, they'd be married as soon as possible.

"Could you stop calling me that?" She asked a little irritably, furrowing her brow. Only Alex could take all the joy out a sweet shop. Marie bit into her treat tastefully and set it down gently. "I'm fine. And yourself?" Really, the things she did for politeness. Oh if only she didn't have to be civil to him! Marie would have loved to give him a piece of her mind.

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[Alexandre Sebastian Girard]

Alex feigned a look of hurt when she asked him to stop calling her pet names. He knew she didn't like him. From what he knew, she was a virgin. The innocent type. So she'd hate him on principal. It only made sense, right? But she was cute, and she was a virgin. It made him want her even more.

All this thought of wanting her slowly brought Alex around to the real reason he'd been there. He grinned at her polite question. "Now see, I was hoping you'd ask that. I've got a little proposition for you." Alex arched his eyebrow at the girl, offering her a charming smile. "My father's been having a bit of trouble with my... reputation. The press seems to believe that I'm a bit of a slut. And that reflects poorly on my father's image. What we need is a way to... divert their attention." Here, Alex paused to offer Marie another winning smile. "That's where you come in. You're such a charming, innocent little one.... If I were to date you, the press would lay off on their trash talking."

He wasn't sure she'd be up for the idea, but Alex had kind of wanted to present it to her himself. She'd likely be forced into it either way given the relationships of their parents. It would make things easier, though, if she agreed to it herself.

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Marie listened quietly, politely until he was quite finished. It wasn't like she'd have much of a choice in the matter. His mother had undoubtedly already called hers asking to put the pressure on her to agree. It was hardly going to be easy for Alex though. He was going to have to at least seem faithful, and she wasn't giving him anything.

"Maybe you should have thought about that before you became a slut, ma douce" she teased looking up at him with a little smile. The fool. He really should have thought of this before, was he really so immature? Their was a reason she was a virgin, it looked good. She was clean cut, wealthy, pretty, talented. She was everything a parent could want, a husband could want. Alex was a baby, needy or all his riches. He couldn't resist simple physical temptation. And Marie couldn't see herself even looking at him in any direction but down.

Marie sighed and looked away from him, biting her lip softly before looking at him again. "I have such a good reputation, dating you would only ruin mine. Tell me, why would it be worth it to pretend to date you?" Marie asked lightly, but looking at him with a certain calmness, aloofness, and an obvious air that showed she didn't really are about the problems he'd created for himself.

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[Alexandre Sebastian Girard]

He wasn't a moron. He did know that his reputation was, in fact, his own fault. People said he was a slut because he was a slut. It just wasn't usually a problem. One corner of his mouth tilted up in his usual smirk. "Excuse me for wanting to get all I could out of life." His blazing blue eyes winked at her and Alex playfully ruffled the girl's hair. "But I do suppose you don't know what you're missing...." His voice had taken on a teasing lilt. Even if he couldn't have her (and he was sure he couldn't at this point), he could at least make her wonder what she was missing out on.

He'd figured the girl would simply realize that their families would be forcing the issue. If situations had been reversed, he'd simply have taken her up on the offer. So when Marie posed a question instead, it stopped him in his tracks. Alex tilted his head, regarding her curiously. What would be in it for her? Well some people would be proud just to say they'd dated him. He knew she wasn't one of them, though. In fact, she practically hated him.

A twisted smile spread across Alex's face as he realized exactly what would be in it for someone who disliked him as much as Marie did. "You, ma douce, get the satisfaction of knowing that I can't touch you -- I know you won't let me -- or anyone else until my parents and the press are satisfied." He shrugged at her nonchalantly. "Just a thought, though, really. You know neither of us really has a choice in the matter."

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She huffed as he ruffled her neat hair, trying to get each pin straight blonde thread back into place. He was just throwing it in her face now. Yes she was a virgin, and yes she was curious. Marie was not quite as clean cut as all that. She tried to sneak at porn videos when she could, just so when it happened maybe she'd understand. But it all felt strange to her. Marie supposed when it was supposed to happen it would make sense. She'd been topless with guys before, but never anything else.

He made sense. No one would try to hit on her, she'd be 'taken'. And he was right that she wasn't letting him get any. Marie pursed her lips tightly and just nodded. "We don't have much of a choice, obviously, so fine." She said with a sigh. Their parents would make it happen. "I'll be your girlfriend, but only until the press is satisfied." Marie said sticking out her hand to shake his, as if this were a deal, which it really was. God, now she was going to have to kiss him. At the very least on the cheek.

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