All Chapters of Alexa and the Badboy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

It's OfficialChapter Thirty OneAlexaSchool resumed, but I could hardly concentrate throughout any of my classes my mind constantly wandering back to that night. He had sounded so genuine, so hopeful and optimistic about his feelings. I wasn't a fool not to realize that he had meant each word, but at the end of it all, I had turned him down. I so badly wanted to say yes and jump in his arms, screaming my lungs out in both excitement and happiness, but that hadn't been the case. All my fears and doubts had come rushing down, forcing me to question everything. It was then that I decided I still very much needed to work on myself. I had to be true to myself before I could be true to anyoneanyone else. Devon especially. It wa three months going on four since I had broken up with my ex and honestly, I wasn't sure if I was really ready to get into another relationship. Until I was able to overcome these insecurities, I wouldn't be able to have a stable and healthy relationship with hi

The glowCHAPTER THIRTY TWOAlexa I couldn't stop smiling. It didn't matter where I was, or what was going on. My constant state of thought was how I was a girlfriend. I had announced the news to Stacey and my mom by showing them the ring Devon had placed on my finger while I was asleep. "Guess who's a girlfriend now? " I said in a singsong way, barely able to contain my joy. "Gee, I wonder who? " Stacey replied sarcastically. "You're practically glowing with 'The Girlfriend Glow'. It's all over you. "I rolled my eyes and turned to my mother. Mom simply smiled, bouncing along with me in excitement. "I'm so happy for you, baby. " After that, the two decided to spoil me with a shopping trip and a congratulatory dinner. Devon, MY BOYFRIEND, was worse, spoiling me to the moon. Every morning before school, I woke up to a something new. Most of it were various bouquets of different colored flowers, red roses on Monday, white tulips on Tuesday, pink lilies on Wednesday and so on, all t

Kai & Stacey: Where it all StartedCHAPTER THIRTY FOURStacey's POVThe first time I saw Kai, he was standing by the row of bikes, the late afternoon sun catching in his thick black hair, making it shine like ink. Even surrounded by other kids that were clamoring to get his attention, he stood out the most, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. He had a lean frame, all wiry muscle, and an effortless confidence that made him stand out among the other campers. His skin was a warm bronze, his cheekbones sharp even for someone so young. His eyes—gray like storm clouds—held a quiet intensity that made me pause.I was used to being one of the only girls at these kinds of camps, so I didn’t expect anyone to acknowledge me right away. But Kai did. He glanced at my bike—a sturdy blue road racer I had practically begged my parents to buy—and then at me."That yours?" he asked, his voice surprisingly deep for a thirteen-year-old.I nodded, gripping the handlebars. "Yeah. It’s not the fastest, b

Kai & Stacey: Where it all Stopped CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX Kai's POV Finally, after a long wait, the race was here. This wasn’t just any race; it was THE RACE. This was the junior championships that most of us had waited for, because this was where all the scouting of all young and promising racers began. The big shots were here, and everyone always brought out their best stunts and all, hoping to land a contract. The locker room was buzzing with pre-race excitement, conversations about what was going on, what bigshot had been spotted and how much everyone looked forward to winning echoed all around me, but my mind was somewhere else. With her. Just days before, she had bubbled up and down, her eyes sparkling with excitement and her joyful smile contagious as she talked about her plans for the race. Since the racing day was here, I had only gotten glimpses of her. I had seen Stacey earlier, stretching by the track, completely in her element. She had her game face on, that razo

Stacey's DilemmaCHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN- PT. 2StaceyI could hardly keep with today's class, and while I was well aware of the teacher's rumbling, I couldn't keep up with the things he was saying. My mind was too preoccupied to really pay him any attention. Kai's words were still ringing loud in my head from last night. I had barely gotten any sleep, thinking about what my next course of action would be. Was I still mad? Not really, but I was still hurt. And yes, I had most definitely not yet forgiven him. I still was extremely reluctant to talk to him, but I again, I kept on remembering how sincere he sounded last night. And now, I was deeply conflicted. I kept on wondering if I should listen to him, just for closure. Besides, the look he had in his eyes... Even though I had tried to forget and put it aside and treat it as my own hallucinations, I couldn't ignore the sincerity in that stormy gaze of his. His eyes had always been intense and I knew that whenever I looked into them,