- Alexandria ‘Alex’ Graham
Flaw: She is extremely naïve, and is easily taken advantage of.
Fragrance: Clive Christian No. 1
With long blond hair and a swimmer's body, Alex is the epitome of any guys’ dream girl. She's always spotted at the lake or in the pool doing laps, and her long golden hair seems to dry perfectly straight out of the water just in time for parties. She's not a goody two shoes, but never goes overboard. Too bad she doesn’t see all the boys as her feet as potential suitors. If you love sports, you’re screwed. Her brain immediately puts you in the ‘friend-zone.’ Alex is a sweet, but naïve little girl. She sees only the good in people, and overlooks the bad. And as a result, many people take advantage of her. Let’s hope the boys don’t see her, want her and take her down.
Model: Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
**I changed the model, because there weren’t enough pictures of Esti Ginzburg**
Top Three Choices:
1. Alex Graham
2. Sasha Rae
3. Crystal Rose
Right, left, kick, right left, kick, breath. I repeated this until I reached the end of the pool then flipped and repeated it all over again. But as I was coming up for air, I heard a voice. I stopped and swam to the edge of the pool.
“Alex!” I heard someone call my name. I held on to the edge of the pool and looked in the direction of the voice. It was my mother, and she was waving her hands frantically. I rolled my eyes but heaved myself out of the water. As I wrapped my towel around me I walked towards her.
“What is it mom?” I asked, putting the towel in my hair as I slipped on a white T-shirt.
“The Reynolds’ are coming over in an hour, you need to go upstairs and get ready.” My mother said before turning on her heel, to head back into the house. I slipped on my sandals and padded back into my home. Even though I like the Reynolds, I’d much rather finish my swim routine I had. But I had an obligation, so I just slipped up into my room and got ready.
I was walking down the stairs to my house when the doorbell rang. I picked up the pace and answered the door. In front of me stood the Reynolds oldest son who was my age, Landis and their other, younger son, Marcus who was 10.
“Hey, come on in.” I said stepping back, and as they came in I could see their parents carrying a dish, of some sort. So I stayed where I was and welcomed them in also.
“So how have you been Alex?” Landis asked walking next to me as we came to the living room.
“Good, I’m a little nervous for school though.” I admitted, glancing down at my feet.
“Don’t worry about it, you’re nice, you’ll be fine.” He said smiling down at me. We were in the living room now, sitting while our parents made small talk in the kitchen. They were probably bragging about us and how amazing their lives where.
“Thanks.” I nodded. “So how have you been, I haven’t seen you in a while.” I asked shifting on the couch so my legs were tucked underneath me.
“Good, but you’d see me if you actually left the pool.” He said laughing.
“And why would I want to do that?” I smirked.
“So you don’t forget how to walk!” He said with a smirk.
“I’m not in the pool that much, I think its just fun.” I said with a shrug.
“Well its definitely paid off, you’ve got the perfect swimmers body now.” He said eyeing me up and down.
“Huh, really?” I asked looking down at myself, I was just used to looking like this, I had never really considered it.
“You have no idea.” He muttered shaking his head a little.
“Alex! Landis! Dinner!” I heard my mother call. I got up and followed him out of the living room, and into the dinning room. I looked out into our back yard and saw the pool. I bit the inside of my lip. I really just wanted to jump in, but I couldn’t. At least not now.