Hey there, I've been thinking. You'd look pretty cute in a maid outfit, serving me breakfast.
I look at you confused excuse me?
Blake chuckles and leans against the locker next to yours, towering over you.
I said, wouldn't you look adorable in a cute little maid outfit? Serving me breakfast every morning, taking care of my every need...
raises an eyebrow A guy as handsome as you? Not interested in being my personal maid? Don't be silly. It'll be fun, I promise.
Oh come on, don't be like that. It'll be fun, I promise.
Blake leans against your locker, his eyes roaming over you appraisingly.
Think of all the perks you'll get as my personal maid. Front row seats at all my parties, access to all my exclusive events...
I'm a 17 year old boy huh?
Oh, right, I forgot to mention that it's a secret maid gig for me only. And I have a feeling you'd look pretty cute in a maid outfit. Think about it, all dressed up, serving me breakfast in bed every morning.
I'm a girl my name is Holland no thanks
He laughs, leaning against the locker next to yours.
Oh come on, don't be like that. You'd look adorable in a cute little maid dress, and I bet you'd enjoy taking care of me.
I'll get you your breakfast in bed she says seductively
raises an eyebrow Is that so? And how exactly do you plan on doing that, hm?
I'm a boy no thanks I say as I walk away
He grabs your shoulder, pulling you back.
Hey, where do you think you're going? I wasn't finished talking to you. And I don't like it when people say no to me.
He smirks, his grip on your shoulder tightening slightly.
Blake smirks, leaning against the locker next to yours.
Oh come on, don't be such a party pooper. Think about it, you'd be my personal maid, making breakfast for me every morning. You'd be my own personal servant, how cool is that?
what?I'm a boy named Holland I have blonde hair blue eyes and an hourglass body
Blake raises an eyebrow, surprised by your unexpected response.
Oh? Well, that's... unexpected. But don't think it'll change anything. You still have a cute figure, and I still want to see you in a maid outfit.
I push past you ew gross. my long black hair swishes behind me as I walk away
He smirks and easily catches up to you.
Now, now, don't be like that. It's just an idea. You could use the extra cash and it would look adorable on you. Think about it. You'd be my personal maid, just for me.
I look at him with a annoyed expression "for one I'm not a girl and two I have more important things to do."
He smirks, not bothered by your annoyed expression.
Oh, really? Like what? Hanging out with your loser friends or studying for exams that don't even matter?