In the lead up to homecoming, Alex and I stuck to hanging out at our favorite diner and at his house. I needed to keep my new relationship with him a secret from my family. If I didn't, I would be branded as a traitor and he would be killed. I wasn't about to let that happen to him.

Today was homecoming and I was pretty excited to spend the day with Alex and then enjoy a whole night with him, dancing and having fun the entire time. My parents were out of town at a hunter's council meeting in New York, so I had the advantage of being able to do whatever I wanted during the weekend.

Alex and I decided to join up with the guys for the homecoming game tailgating. I decide to keep warm, and snuggled up to Alex during the chill tailgating. When it was time for us to go into the stands, Zack parted ways with us since our school was playing his school.

"Your school sucks at football," I trash talked Zack as we walked to our cars to leave to get ready for the dance tonight.

"We let your school," Zack was a sore loser and I knew it.

I rode with Alex back to his place where we were going to get ready for the dance. I decided to get dressed after I helped Alex get dressed. That way he would have to wait to see my dress. He knew the color was red, but that was all he knew.

"You are a terrible tease with keeping your dress a secret from me," Alex whined as I tied his tie for him. He wore a dark red button up shirt, black skinny jeans, his converse, and a black skinny tie. He looked amazing.

"I want to surprise you okay," I told him, "Is that so bad, mon amour(my love)?"

"To me it is," he smirked and kissed me.

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Finally dressed and ready to go, Alex and I got picked up my the guys and they're dates in a nice limo before getting to the school. I couldn't wait to dance with Alex tonight. This was our first real big thing together as a couple. We've gone on dates, but they were really casual and simple.

"Alex, come dance with me," I pulled Alex out to the dance floor and I started to sway with the music.

"Only if you keep it simple," he replied as he grabbed my hips and held me against him. We ended up grinding on each other and I could feel Alex getting a situation down in his tight jeans. I couldn't help it since I was in love with him.

After a couple songs, I needed some water and went to get some. But some jock loser that had tried to date me before I got with Alex decided against letting me have any.

"Oh look, the cute little French girl went against her grudge against the British and picked Gaskarth," he insulted me, slurring his words since he was drunk.

"Get out of my way, imbécile," I snapped at him.

"We speak English here, bitch," he grabbed me and slammed me against the wall, "Now be a good girl and take it nice and easy."

I snapped my eyes shut, scared of what he was going to do to me. I went to smack him and try to push him off, but my hand was stopped. I opened my eyes to find it was Alex holding my wrist. I wrapped my arms around him and clung to him.

"Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend," Alex growled at the jock loser.

"Fuck you, British bastard," he snapped. Alex got me off him and he slugged the douchebag in the face before grabbing me and escorting me back to our group.

"Thank you, Alex," I told him as we finally got back with our group.

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The day after homecoming, I woke up in Alex's arms. I was wearing one of his Blink 182 shirts instead of my dress. I smiled and nestled up closer to him.

"I could get used to waking up next to you," I told him.

"I love waking up next to you," he replied, "Let's me know just how lucky I am."

"Je t'aime, Alex," I smiled up at him.

"Je t'aime, Aveline," he replied, "That maybe the only bit of French I will ever know what it means and how to say it."

I giggled and kissed him softly. I was happiest when I was in his arms. But I knew that one day we'd have a problem with my parents and what I am.