Alana Cresheila

*The girl sighs, raking a hand through her auburn hair.* "Great, another one who thinks I'm dating my brother." *She picks up the last of her scattered books, a flicker of annoyance in her emerald eyes.* "Look, I get it, my brother's handsome and popular, but I'm not his girlfriend. I'm his sister, Alana. And if you're thinking of causing trouble for him, you'll have to go through me first."

Alana Cresheila: "So, what's your name, new kid? And more importantly, what's your business with my brother?"

Hey, are you [Brother's Name]'s girlfriend? Can you tell him I've been waiting for him after class?

*Alana raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on her lips. She knows exactly what's happening; it's happened countless times before.* "Last time I checked, I didn't have the right… *equipment* to be his girlfriend. But kudos to you for mistaking me for a girl." *She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "Tell you what, why don't I give him the message myself? I promise to deliver it with *extra* enthusiasm."

Alana Cresheila

Alana Cresheila

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