Seduction is a Dangerous Game

Chloe King was never a girl that was willing to give into games of seduction and romance, but when a handsome stranger comes to town, her will to fight everything starts crumbling down. He's charming, flirtatious and incredibly teasing. It starts driving her to complete insanity. Not only is she his school guide, but he's her new neighboor that moved in across the street. Rated M for a reason..

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The sunlight shone brightly through her white curtains and on to her face. She began to stirr and became slightly annoyed with the blinding sunlight. Morning. The worst time of the day. She thought to herself. She sat up and rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes and let out a long yawn.

"Chloe King, if you are not up and ready in 20 minutes, you are in so much trouble!" That was moms version of a wake up call. It's just like an alarm clock, except an alarm clock didn't come with a loud bang on the door.

With that she got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom for a quick shower. After 10 minutes of fresh steam and green tea body wash and shampoo, she stepped out and toweled off while walking to my room for clothes. She changed into a black dress with small purple flowers and a cream colored sweater with her mid-calf light brown boots. With nothing more than a light application of lip gloss and mascara, she was out the door and heading downstairs for breakfast.

When she reached the kitchen, sitting on her plate was something that resembled a pancake and some bacon. Oh man, what happened now?

"Mom, is that bacon?" I was slightly curious to what happened now.

"Yes, it is." she slid a few more pieces onto my plate without looking at me.

"Ok mom. Whats wrong now? You never make bacon except on days when something happens." I threw her a look that said 'You better tell me what happened now'.

"What makes you think that something wrong or something happened? She tried to sound defensive, but I wasn't buying it.

" Mom, when my cat died, there was bacon; when we moved, bacon; when you broke my glass ballerina, bacon. Now that I have given you examples, cough it up."

"Alright. We have new neighboors that moved in across the street yeaterday and they have a son about your age and he is going to be attending school with you, so.." she averted her eyes and went back to the dishes.

"So what?"

"So when I found out yesterday, I told his aunt that you attended the same school and that you could show him around and everything. He's really quite charming and very handsome. I'm sure you'll like him."

"I don't mind showing him around, but what was the point of the bacon?" I was confused because that wasn't bad at all.

"Oh, there was no reason for it. I just wound up getting up early, so I made breakfast. Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you." I rolled my eyes and glanced at the clock. Oh shit, I was going to be late if I didnt leave now. I wrapped my bacon in the pancake and headed out the door.

"Love you Mom!" I hollered from the door.

"Implied!"

I ran the 4 blocks to school and made it just in time for me to switch out my books from my locker and get to homeroom with time to spare. I sat down in my seat next to my best friend Amy. As usual, I split my breakfast with her.

"Hey, Chlo. Whats up?" she managed to get out between bits of pancake and bacon.

"Nothing much. I found out that I have a new neighboor that moved in across the street."

"Chloe, I feel a juicy tidbit coming on, so what aren't you telling me?" Damn I hate her sense it all ways.

"Apparently, my new neighboor is suppost to be really hot. I haven't met him yet, but I'm going to be showing him around the school for the week."

"Oh my gosh, Chloe! Turn Around." I turned around and I swear my mouth dropped.

Standing in the door way was the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my life. He was about six foot, tousled blonde hair and the most gorgeous amber eyes. His body didn't look bad either. He was really filled out. His arms were really muscular and not that bulky kinda way, but they were just enough to be sexy. Even though they were covered you could see the outline of his abs and they were most definately yummy.

I'm definately not the kind of girl to play into crushes or anything romantic like that, but I think that I may have just found my first. In that single moment, his eyes met mine and he gave me this very flirtatious smile and winked at me. It may have took me a few moments to notice that the entire room had gone silent and all the girls were stairing at him, including myself and Amy.

"Class, this is Alek Petrov. He is new to the town and school, so I expect to make you feel welcome. Miss King, can I see you outside for a moment?" I got up and made my way around the desks and legs of people that refused to move them. When I got to the door, Mr. Hartman closed the door so that we could talk in private.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Hartman?"

"No. Nothing at all. I was just informed that you live in the same apartment building as Mr. Petrov and I was wondering if you might be willing to show him around the school, maybe help him find his classes and things. Also before you get back to class could you show him to his locker first?" I couldn't say no to the principal, so I went along with it.

"Sure, no problem." Oh god. So many people are going to hate me for this.

"Excellent! I knew I could count on you. So here is his locker number and I'll leave you to it."

We walked the halls in an awkward silence, until we passed the gym and he saw the basketball players in there for a morning conditioning session.

"So you guys have a basketball team?" he asked

"Yeah. We are and have been regional champs for 6 years and running. Do you play?"

"Yeah, I play. Has the season already started?"

"No. Not yet. But I think that conditioning starts this week. If you want we could go talk to Coach Anderson and see about you playing this year if you want."

"Sure sound good."

Oh My Gosh! He has the most sexy british accent I have ever heard my entire life. We stopped a few feet away from his locker.

"Well first period is down the hall and first door on the right and thats your locker right there." I handed him his locker sheet with the combination on it. "I'll see ya later." Before he even had the chance to respond, I was halfway back down the hallway and almost back to class.

This was going to be a long day. I couldn't stop thinkning about him. They way he looked at me was so.. so what? I have never had someone look at me the way he did. He gave me butterflies in my stomach and made my knees weak. This was so unlike me. I never fell for guys, let alone talked to them as much as I did with Alek. The only guy I ever talk to is probably Paul, Amy's boyfriend and one of my best friends.

I needed to regroup badly. No guy ever made me feel that way before. I needed a shower. A really fricken cold shower. No. Nope that won't do it in a situation like this. I need to go a for a run after school.

I went back to class and began working on the assignments that Mrs. Rose had given us. The hour passed by with flying colors and the bell rang telling us to go to next period. I headed down to my locker to switch out my books and assignments.

All of a sudden I see Alek walking out of class surrounded by a bunch of basketball jocks and a cheerleader or two. Damn! I didn't think he'd be this popular already. He is already at the top of the social standings with the student body. And to top it all off, apparently, he is one of the smartest people in the class. Great. Just great. He's already popular, handsome and smart. The perfect combination that any girl would kill for and any guy would love to be.

He ran a hand through his tousled blonde hair and gave me a smirk. All of a sudden all those weird feelings came flooding back. Damn him! I'm not suppost to feel this way. But as Amy once quoted "We are teenage girls. Living teenage girls and we have horomones that we cannot control, so when life gives you triggers, go with the flow." I really need to go for that run. I hope that for my sake I don't have any classes with him.

AP Chemestry? No

Trigenometry? No

AP Liturature? Yes

AP French? Yes

Organic Chemestry? Yes

I have offically lost and my prayer was not answered. I'll get over it, eventually. The day finished out with me hearing the most awkward conversation about me while I was at my locker talking to Amy.

"Dude, you know how many guys would have killed to have her as a guide for classes or their first week of school? Man you are so lucky." One of the jocks commented. Right. No one really cared for me to be their guide. I guess it is sorta my fault considering that I signed up to be a school guide for new students or transfers.

"I like her. She seems cool." At the sound of that, my cheeks flooded a deep blushing color.

"Dude, do you have like a thing for her?" another one of his friends asked.

"I'm not sure yet. After all I don't know much about her. Yeah, she's pretty, but I want to get to know her first before I decide on anything." he responded.

Chloe. Chloe. CHLOE! I jumped at the sound of Amys voice. I saw her waving her hand in front of my face. "Hello. Earth to Chloe."

"Sorry, Amy. I was a little distracted." I immediately tried to hide the blush that crawled up my cheeks.

"Chloe. You're blushing. Whats wro- Oh My Gosh! You like him don't you." She gently nudged me in the arm.

I quickly turned and faced her."Amy, I do not like him."

"I don't believe you. You were staring at him for like 5 minutes and you blushed. So obviously, you like him. This is a first for you, Chlo. You hardly ever look at guys." I let out a sigh.

"I know. This is so not my thing. But I-" Oh shit! Did I just admit that?

"See I knew you had a thing for him!" She pointed her finger at me and spun it in a circular motion.

"Fine. Believe what you want."

"Chlo, you just admited you liked him. Okay, moving on. So how does the Paper Lantern sound for dinner tomorrow night?" Wednsdays were practially sacred. Paul, Amy, and I always go out for dinner and, well, its sort of our ritual.

"Yeah, that sound really good actually. Its been a while since we went there. I gotta run so I'll see you tomorrow." I took off towards the parking lot and started on my way home. About 5 minutes into my walk home, my phone goes off telling me that I have a message. Unknown number. How unusual. I read the text and I'm confused and shocked at the same time. Why did Alek's aunt want to talk with me? More importantly, how did she get my number?

This should be incredibly interesting...

End of Chapter 1

A/N: So this is my new story that I decided to publish just to get out there cuz I've had this on file for a long time and I just now got to finish writing it. So in case you haven't read any of my other stories, I appreciate reviews and gentle critisim (Meaning no flames). I hope you guys liked it and let me know in the reviews. Thank you ::))