Notice Me

Chapter 12: New Guy (Picture of Axel)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Anya's disbelieving voice said through the receiver of my cell phone. "Rewind and tell me again." She cried excitedly. Really, again? I was explaining to her how Tristan and I are officially together now. After telling Tristan I accepted being his mate and a long make-out session ensued, Tristan asked me to be his girlfriend.

My heart burst with happiness as soon as the words escaped his mouth. I've never had a boyfriend before. Of course, I couldn't explain the entire story to Anya. I had to leave out the whole 'mate' thing along with what I witnessed in the woods. In time, she'll know from Luke. It's not my place to ruin his chance with her. Hopefully, she won't freak out the same way I did.

She's an easy going girl, so I can totally see her thinking Luke and the guys being wolves is the coolest thing since the invention of the Iphone. Anya called me this morning while I was getting dressed for school. The ear-piercing scream that I had to endure was traumatizing.

She heard from Luke last night that Tristan and I are now a couple. Well, that didn't sit very well with her. Boys, they gossip worse than females do! "Why am I the last one to know that my best friend has a boyfriend?" She all but shrieked into my ear before I finished saying hello.

Hence, why I'm having this conversation with her right this Moment. She couldn't wait until after school when she saw me in person to bring any of this up. "I said sorry." I apologized for the tenth time. "I wanted to tell you in person." I scrambled to come up with an excuse so she'd stop screaming. "Listen Anya, I have to finish getting ready for school. Can we talk about this later?"

"You better believe we'll talk about this later." She huffed an annoyed breath into the line, "Be over around six."

"Ok darling, have a great day at school." I sang out. "Love ya bish."

"Love ya too." She grunted before hanging up. I know she's a little angry at the fact that I didn't call her up right away when I got home last night, but I couldn't help it. Last night was like a dream. I hardly recalled getting home, eating dinner, showering or even going to bed.

Pulling on my blue strappy sandals, I took a final glance at myself in the mirror. I decided to leave my hair down and curly today. Hope I look all right, I thought staring at my outfit. I was wearing a pair of gray shorts, a blue tank, and a three-quarter sleeved black cardigan. I rushed out my front door, even though I already knew what would be patiently waiting for me in the driveway. Seeing his angelic face still manages to take my very breath away.

Once again, he was leaning against his truck looking mighty delicious. Wearing a plain white T-shirt with baggy army green cargo shorts and a pair of timberland boots with the laces undone. OM to the friggin G, he gives that thug-look a whole new meaning. He has the sporty look, the baggy look, and don't get me started on when he cleans himself up, eek!

"Like what you see?" Tristan's voice disrupted me from my drool session. If I don't stop, I'm going to make us extremely late. He was smirking at me with a knowing look plastered to his face. My cheeks felt warm, I'm sure they're tinged a scarlet red color as I grew embarrassed. I chewed down on my bottom lip, making my way towards the car.

"Ehh, I've seen better." I mumbled walking by him in a dismissive manner. Before I made it a step past him, I was gripped up into a bear hug from behind. The shock of being picked up off the ground in one swoop caused me to yelp out, "Tristan!" in surprise.

His warm breath against my cheek made me shiver involuntarily. "You've seen better?" He growled his face pressed right up against my ear. "Who is it?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"No I haven't." I admitted shaking my head no, because honestly, I've never seen anyone better looking. I let out a giggle. 'What a jealous buffoon.' It's so cute though.