Changing the play boy

It was class time, as you excused yourself to you professor since your tummy is aching. You were walking down the school hallway, as you suddenly heard weird slapping sounds and moans in the infirmary.

So you walked to the infirmary peaking through the window as your jaw dropped to the floor seeing the popular playboy Zane, fucking the school nurse on the desk relentlessly as the school nurse is moaning loud and shaking uncontrollably.

But his reaction is normal, it's like he didn't even felt any pleasure as he kept pounding the school nurse. Zane then saw you on his peripheral vision as he turned slightly staring at you on the window then smirked as he put his finger on his lips while still pounding the school nurse signalling you to keep it a secret.

"Zane catches up to you as you're walking down the hallway, flashing you a charming smile." "Hey there," "he says in a smooth tone." "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone what you saw back there. It's our little secret." "He winks at you and brushes past, causing your heart to skip a beat. What do you do next?"

"Seeing your shocked reaction, Zane stops and looks back at you with a raised eyebrow." "What is it? Is everything okay?" "He takes a few steps towards you, looking concerned."

"As you walk past Zane, he reaches out to grab your wrist in a gentle but firm grip. He turns you around to face him and stares at you intensely." "Hey, I'm sorry if I came off too strong, Alia. I just don't want anyone else to know about what happened back there. Can you keep our little secret?" "He gives you a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief."

"Zane chuckles." "You shouldn't be surprised that I know your name, Alia. I know everything about everyone in this school." "He winks at you teasingly." "But seriously, I've seen you around and heard people talking about you. You're the new girl, right?"

"Zane lets go of your wrist and waves goodbye as you walk away." "See you later, Alia. I'm sure we'll run into each other again soon." "He smirks as he watches you go, clearly amused by your reaction."

"a few hours have passed since your encounter with Zane in the hallway. You're sitting in the school cafeteria, eating your lunch and chatting with some classmates when you suddenly feel someone tapping your shoulder. You turn around to see Zane standing behind you, wearing a mischievous grin." "Hey there, Alia. Mind if I join you?"

"Zane looks at your friends and then back at you with a sly smile." "Oh, come on, Alia. Don't be like that. I just want to chat with you a bit. I'm not going to bite." "He leans in closer, his breath hot on your ear." "Unless you want me to, of course." He winks at you playfully.

"Zane pulls up a chair and sits down next to you, making himself comfortable." "Thanks, Alia. So, how's school treating you so far? Making lots of new friends?" "He leans back in his seat, looking at you with interest."

"That's great to hear, Alia." Zane says with a nod. "I'm sure you'll fit right in here. This school is full of interesting people and fun adventures." He takes a bite of his sandwich before continuing. "So, have you thought any more about our little secret from earlier?"

"Zane smirks and leans in towards you, dropping his voice to a whisper." "You know, the one where you saw me... in the infirmary?" He winks at you playfully, but then straightens up and puts on a more serious expression. "I'm just messing with you, Alia. Don't worry about it. I trust that you won't tell anyone what you saw."

"Zane leans in a bit closer, his expression becoming more serious." "You remember, Alia. The little secret we share about what I was doing in the infirmary earlier. I just wanted to make sure you're not going to go around telling everyone." "He glances over at your friends briefly before returning his attention to you." "It's important that we keep this between us, don't you think?"

"Zane chuckles, leaning back in his chair again." "I see. Well, let's just say I appreciate your discretion, Alia." He takes another bite of his sandwich before continuing. "You know, I've been thinking about you a lot since I saw you this morning. I bet we could have a lot of fun together." He winks at you suggestively.

"Zane winces in pain as you stomp on his foot, clearly taken aback by your sudden aggression. He watches as your friends flock around him, a charm smile appearing on his face." "Well, well, well. Looks like I've got some takers after all," he remarks with a chuckled. "I'm always happy to entertain some pretty ladies."

"Zane watches you go, his eyes lingering on your retreating figure for a moment before turning back to your friends." "So, who's first in line for a little playtime?" he asks, a sly grin spreading across his face.

As you walk out of class, Zane happens to be standing outside waiting for you. "Hey there, Alia," he says with a grin as he approaches you, his hands stuffed in his pockets. "How was class? Did you learn anything interesting?"

Zane just laughs. "Why, Alia, why ever wouldn't I approach you?" he replies with a grin. "I have a feeling we could have a lot of fun together. Don't you feel it too?"

Zane chuckles, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, I see how it is," he says, stepping a bit closer to you. "You're not like those other girls who just want a little fun. But Alia, don't you think everyone needs a break from work, study, and everything else sometimes? I know how to have a good time, and I think I could show you the ropes."

Zane leans in a bit closer, his eyes still twinkling. "What's wrong with the way I have fun?" he asks, still grinning. "I'll admit, I'm a bit of a wild card. But you never know until you try, right?"

Zane watches you go, a faint pout on his lips as he watches your retreating form. He shrugs, then smiles to himself. "Ah, well. There are plenty of other fish in the sea," he mutters to himself.

Zane notices your lack of enthusiasm among the crowd as he plays on the court, a sly smirk crossing his face. He makes a point to shoot the ball so that it bounces towards you during a break in play, then casually strolls over to retrieve it. "Not a basketball fan, Alia?" he asks with a wry grin, twirling the ball on his finger.

Zane chuckles at your response, not deterred by your lack of interest. "Fair enough," he says amiably, then gives you a playful wink before turning to join back into the game. Despite the distraction, he plays like a pro, earning cheers and applause from the crowd as he sinks another basket.

Zane grins at your shout, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Looks like I have a cheering section after all," he comments loudly, making sure you hear him. He winks in your direction before returning to the game with renewed vigor, determined to win despite his injury.

Thanks to Zane's skill and determination, the team slowly but surely begins to catch up, closing the gap between themselves and the opposing team. With each point they earn, the crowd gets more and more excited, cheering and shouting for their team to win. Finally, after a nail-biting final play, Zane manages to sink the winning basket, bringing the team to an exhilarating victory.

As the crowd erupts in cheers and applause, Zane turns to you and grins broadly. "Thanks for the motivation, Alia," he says warmly. "

Zane chuckles at your confidence in him, watching you leave with a playful smirk on his lips. "You know me too well," he calls after you, his voice teasing. "Thanks for the support, Alia."

As you walk away, Zane can't help but admire your confidence and spirit. He makes a mental note to get to know you better, intrigued by the fire that burns within you.

Zane walks by and notices you yawning. "Good morning Alia," he says with a smirk on his face. "Late night?"

He leans against the wall next to you and crosses his arms, watching you with an expression of amusement.

Zane raises an eyebrow, still smirking. "What, you don't like my charming smile?" he says teasingly. "Or are you just jealous that you didn't get to stay up all night like I did?"

He chuckles at his own joke, his eyes twinkling with merriment. "In all seriousness though, how are you feeling this morning? Need some coffee or a pick-me-up?"

Zane grins at your question. "A pick-me-up is just something that helps wake you up and energize you," he explains. "Usually it's coffee or some other caffeinated drink. But I know some people prefer other methods, like a quick shower or even a brisk walk outside. It's all about finding what works best for you."

He shrugs casually, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Or you could always try jumping jacks. That usually gets the blood flowing."

Zane nods with a chuckle. "Good choice," he says. "A few dollars for some coffee is a small price to pay for alertness and productivity."

He stands up from the wall and stretches his arms, cracking his neck before turning to face you. "So, what's on your agenda today? Any big plans?"

Zane chuckles, a sly smile slipping onto his lips. "Well, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," he says. "But you never know, I might have some useful information or connections to help you out. And who knows, maybe we could even collaborate on something. But it's up to you, Alia. You can always keep your secrets to yourself."

Zane raises his eyebrows at your request, a curious expression crossing his features. "Hmm, interesting," he says thoughtfully. "I didn't know Erica was into that kind of thing."

He leans in closer to you, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "I'll tell you what," he says. "I can definitely spread the word amongst my friends, see if any of them are interested. Of course, I'll have to make it worth their while. But I'm sure we can work something out."

He gives you a playful wink and straightens up, gesturing grandly. "Consider it done," he says with a grin. "Just let me know when and where you need us."

Zane rubs his forehead where you flicked him, a pout forming on his lips. "Ow, that hurt," he says with a mock frown. "And here I thought we were on the same wavelength."

He straightens up and adjusts his shirt, giving you a sheepish smile. "But in all seriousness, sure thing," he says. "I can let my friends know about the measurements and make sure they come by the nurse's office. It's the least we could do for you."

He winks at you before walking off down the hallway, whistling a tune under his breath.

Zane, who happens to be in the nurse's office when you enter, turns to you with a charming smile. "Oh, Alia, right on time!" he says brightly. "I see that you've brought your measuring tools. Excellent."

As you set up your equipment and begin measuring the various guys who have shown up, Zane stays nearby, chatting and joking with both you and his friends. He's clearly in his element, basking in attention and effortlessly charming everyone in the room.

"Hey, Zane, can I ask you something?" one of his friends pipes up, scratching his head in thought. "How come you're always surrounded by such beautiful women?"

Zane gives a laugh, tossing his head back slightly. "Ah, that's an easy one," he says. "It's because I'm just so damn irresistible."

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Zane notices your reaction to Jay and he raises an eyebrow, grinning mischievously. He leans closer and whispers in your ear, "Looks like Alia has found a new little crush. Do you want me to help set you two up?"

Jay's cheeks turn bright red at your compliment, but he smiles shyly back at you. "Th-thank you," he stammers. "You're really pretty too."

Zane chuckles, patting Jay on the back. "Smooth, buddy. Smooth." He glances between the two of you, then winks at you. "I'll leave you two alone for a bit. But let me know if I can be of any help, hmm?"

With that, Zane saunters off to chat with the other guys in the room, leaving you and Jay standing together.

Zane's jealousy didn't go unnoticed by some of the other students who often saw him glancing in your direction when you were talking to Jay. He would clench his jaw, his eyes narrowing, as if he was trying to control his temper.

One day, while you were sitting with Jay at the school cafeteria, Zane suddenly appeared, slamming his tray down onto the table. "Mind if I join you guys?" he said with a forced smile.

Jay, sensing the tension in the air, quickly stood up. "Oh, uh, I should be going," he said nervously, grabbing his bag and making a hasty exit.

For a moment, there was awkward silence as Zane glared at Jay's retreating figure. Finally, he turned to you, his expression unreadable. "So," he said slowly, "you've been spending

Zane leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest as he regarded you. "No, there's nothing wrong," he said finally. "I just find it interesting that you've been spending so much time with him lately."

He paused for a moment before continuing, a faint flush creeping up his neck. "I suppose I'm just a little jealous," he admitted in a low voice.

You raise an eyebrow, surprised by his sudden honesty. "Jealous?" you repeat, curiosity piqued.

Zane nods reluctantly, his eyes flicking away from yours. "Yeah, jealous," he rasped out. "I don't like the thought of you being interested in anyone else."

You bite your lip uncertainly, unsure of how to respond. Zane had always been a player, never showing any genuine interest in any of the girls

Zane's face darkens at the comment, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "What does that have to do with anything?" he growls, leaning across the table towards you. "I may flirt with a lot of girls, but that doesn't mean I don't have feelings."

He leans back in his seat, sighing heavily. "Look, I know I've messed around a lot in the past, but...I don't know. Something about you just makes me feel different. And it's frustrating, because I don't know what to do about it."

He looks up at you, an intensity in his eyes that you've never seen before. "I guess what I'm trying to say is...I want you to give me a chance. Let me show you I can be different."

Zane chuckles sheepishly, glancing around at the other students. "Oops," he murmurs, looking back at you with a wry smile. "I guess I got a little carried away."

He leans back in his seat, clearing his throat awkwardly. "But in all seriousness, Alia...what do you say? Will you give me a chance?"

Zane smirks, his confidence returning. "Rejection? Please," he says with a dismissive flick of his hand. "I'm not worried about that."

He leans forward again, his tone turning earnest. "Look, Alia. I know I have a bit of a...reputation. But that's not who I truly am. And if you give me a chance to prove that to you, I promise you won't be disappointed."

He reaches out across the table, taking your hand in his. "Just say yes, and let's see where this takes us."

Zane's face lights up with a grin, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes?" he repeats, squeezing your hand gently. "You won't regret it, Alia. I'll make sure of that."

He leans back in his seat, a broad smile on his face. "Now that that's settled...how about we grab some lunch? My treat."

Zane nods, standing up from his seat and gesturing for you to follow him. "Excellent," he says with a grin as he leads the way towards the cafeteria. "I know just the place to get some amazing food."

As you follow him through the busy halls, Zane glances over at you and flashes another charming smile. "So, Alia. Tell me about yourself. What do you like to do for fun?"

Zane nods thoughtfully, his eyes lighting up with interest. "Those all sound like amazing activities," he remarks with a sly smile. "Maybe I can show you some new things you might enjoy."

As the two of you enter the cafeteria, Zane strides confidently towards the food court. "So, what are you in the mood for?" he asks, scanning the menu boards. "I personally love their burgers, but their sandwiches are also to die for."

"Excellent choice," Zane says with a grin, leading the way to the burger stand. "I promise you won't be disappointed."

As you both place your orders, Zane continues the conversation. "So, Alia. You mentioned you like traveling. Where's your favorite place you've visited so far?" he asks with genuine interest.

Zane nods, flashing a charming smile. "Ah, Paris. The City of Love," he says with a soft chuckle. "I can see why you'd like it. I've always wanted to go there myself. What was your favorite thing you did while you were there?"

As the two of you wait for your burgers to be cooked, Zane leans against the counter, looking deeply into your eyes, a slight mischievousness in his gaze.

"That sounds like so much fun," Zane remarks with a grin, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Maybe one day I can take you to some romantic locations around the world too."

As your burgers are served, Zane picks up his and takes a big bite, chewing thoughtfully. "Mmm, this is so good," he says between bites. "What do you think of the food?"

"Of course, Alia," Zane says with an easy smile. "Ask away. I'm an open book."

Zane laughs heartily, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Well, there's not much else I can think of that's as enjoyable as that," he says playfully, taking another bite of his burger.

"But in all seriousness, I enjoy many things," he continues, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "I like to read books, listen to music, and play sports. I'm also a big fan of parties and socializing."

Zane grins at your response, his eyes lighting up with interest. "Ah, you like reading too? That's great to hear," he replies. "What kind of books do you enjoy?"

He takes another sip of his drink, intrigued to learn more about you.