A/N: I'm trying to give this fic it's deserved innocence, but not with much success. There are some sweet parts, and there are some sexy ones. But I'm sure you all don't mind. I'll figure out if you do or not by your reviews.

I don't remember falling asleep there. Let me tell you that when I woke up on the hood of my car with the most popular girl in school, I was a bit thrown. Nudging Paige, I got up. She didn't move. So, she was one of those heavy sleepers. I could fix that.

I got in my car and backed up slowly, turning my stereo up as loud as it would go.

Paige jerked awake, shrieking. I had a nice laugh, then put my foot on the break and turned the volume down.

"We can go get breakfast. It's on me," she just stood there, looking crazed. Note to self-Paige Michalchuk is NOT a morning person. "Get in before I change my mind and push you down this hill." That earned me a smile, and she got in the car.

I didn't notice my silence until Paige pointed it out. I was too busy having a staredown with my eggs and forking them to death. Fun stuff.
"Earth to Alex..." I shifted my gaze from my murdered eggs to Paige.

"Sorry. These eggs are just--they're freakin me out!"

She chuckled, settling her hand atop of mine. I felt my face growing hot. Stop it, I told myself. Oh no! No one makes ME nervous!

"Alex, you've barely spoken a word to me all morning. What's wrong?" the blond asked, sounding convincingly concerned.

"Nothing. I'm just not real talky right now." I shoved some sausage in my mouth to avoid any further conversation. But her hand was still touching mine, my heartbeat was still irregular, and I was still speechless. Her warm touch was welcoming. Her eyes pulled you in. And her smile. Oh...it made me want to make her smile forever.

It was then I recognized that I was falling for Paige Michalchuk. I'd known her for awhile now and it wasn't such a crazy idea. I've had a few girlfriends before, even. This was different. Paige was everything I always hated. Now I was realizing, there isn't anything to hate. We're all just...people.

I thought I might have been getting vibes from her, but they could have been imaginary. I decided not to say anything. As I paid for our food, Paige watched me. After that was over with, I scribbled my name and number on a piece of paper. I was practically inviting her to call me Lexxi. I couldn't believe I was even giving her my number. Before I lost my nerve, I shoved the wrinkled piece of paper in her direction. She accepted it.

I drove her home, and that was that.

Summer had been here for awhile. I wasn't the hugest summer fan anyway, the sun irked me to no end. But when Paige invited me to the beach a couple days later, I couldn't resist. I decided to wear a simple black bikini. Decided? It was actually the only thing resembling a bathing suit that I owned. I walked out onto the sand, feeling the hot sun blistering my skin.

Shit, I cursed under my breath, that hurts. I saw Paige approaching, in a very revealing but quite flattering bikini. It took all of my effort not to drool. That girl has a hot body, no denying that. I waved at my friend happily, holding up a bottle of sunscreen.

"The sun hates me. Mind putting some of this on my back?" I pleaded. She agreed, and I stood facing away from her as she slathered the white coconut scented stuff over my back. She spun me around and with a smirk, began applying it carefully to my shoulders. She was actually going to put it ALL on for me! Paige got dangerously close to touching my breasts, which were pretting much popping out of my tiny bikini top. I felt invisible flames liking at my face. I decided to venture a little further.

"I know you don't need sunscreen, but I bet you brought some sort of tanning oil." Going through her bag, I triumphantly held up a bottle of a brownish liquid called GLO. This was pretty fun, even if kind of out of character for me.

It was almost as if we were acting, roleplaying. I began to apply the lotion over her entire body. Then she informed me in order for her back to get no tan lines, she'd have to take her top off.

"WHAT!" I asked, choking on my words.

She just grinned. "You heard me," she didn't even give me a warning before she whipped her top off. My eyes widened a little and I turned away, trying desperately not to look. "I don't have anything you don't have, Alex." She mused, laying face down on her towel. Uh, that was argueable! I turned back around, daring to catch a glance at her. I was relieved when I couldn't see any of her naked self. Just because it made things awkward.

"Uh huh." I managed to get out. I held up my surfboard in explanation and went out to catch some waves. I stopped after about a half an hour when the ocean calmed down. I noticed a guy talking to Paige and I got an extreme pang of jealousy.

Approaching the guy, I pushed him into the dry sand. "What the hell?" He shouted, sounding confused. I glanced at him, and he ran.

Paige looked up at me. "What was that?"

"A little fun, that's all." I replied, sitting down beside of her. It bugged me how she was topless. I wasn't expecting it when she grabbed my hand, or when she placed it in a very interesting spot, on the (unclothed!) upper half of her body. I shuddered, goosebumps covering me. She smirked, enjoying it. That's when she pulled me on top of her and planted a kiss on my lips.

I was in utter shock.