His tonque traced over the piercing on his lip a few times as he gazed at you from above. The corner of his lips curved ever so slightly into a smirk, as he dismissed the random girl he was kissing.

"This better be good," he leaned back against the lockers, eyes locked on you as a deep exhale slipped through his lips.

After a bet with your friends, you realized the chances of you actually getting with infamous playboy Xander, were near 0, & your best chance is a fake dating situation.