Notice Me

Chapter 5: Day of Many Firsts (Picture of Max)

Walking is where I get to clear my mind and do the most thinking. By the looks of things, I have a lot to clear out of my head, like Tristan for example. I stood frozen on the spot after turning to head down the porch steps. Standing there in my driveway, leaning sexily against his Lincoln Navigator, laughing at a something on his phone was none other than Tristan.

Tristan Evans is standing in my driveway leaning sexily against his truck. Did he mistakenly park in my driveway instead of his next door? What's he doing here? All of a sudden my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. I tried my best to take deep breaths in through my nose and out through my mouth.

Just like I learned from my relaxation and yoga DVD, it wasn't working. I'm pretty sure these are the early symptoms of hyperventilation. As if he could sense me standing there in distress, his head lifted and his eyes focused on me. A wide grin stretched across his lips.

"Morning." The sensual sound of his voice instantly calmed my rapidly beating heart. How the hell did he do that?

"Wh-what're you doing here?" I asked with a stutter. 'Wow, real smooth not even a good morning in return you moron' The little voice in my head nagged annoyingly.

His smile didn't falter one bit; instead he just straightened himself up and walked towards me. "I realized I didn't see you leave for school this morning, so I figured you were running late and decided I'd wait and give you a ride."

I was slightly confused; Tristan wanted to give me a ride in his truck? "What do you mean you didn't see me leave for school?" Was he sitting by the window watching or something? An embarrassed expression came across his face; his cheeks were tinged a slight pinkish hue. It was another one of those adorable looks on him. Was he nervous about something?

"I uh..." He began, looking away in the opposite direction letting out a breath. "You always leave at the same time everyday. Once I see you walk by, I know I have at least five more minutes before I need to get going."

At this explanation I burst out laughing. "So you're basically telling me I'm your own personal clock?"

Tristan nodded his head slightly with a small smile. "I guess you can say that."

"Well what about the days I missed school? What happened then?" I questioned with curiosity.

"Those were the days I was late." Tristan admitted a bit reluctantly. "Which is what we're going to be if we don't leave now." He declared, opening the door signaling for me to climb in, which I did.

I don't know why I did it, one part of my brain was telling me to go with him. The other part was asking me, why all of a sudden does Tristan want to offer me a ride to school? He never cared before if I made it to school on time or not. There have been plenty of times when I was running late for school that Tristan zoomed right past me without a second glance. Should I confront him about it or just take the ride and stay shut? Decisions, decisions! What's a girl to do?

"Is something wrong?" Tristan asked glancing over at me worriedly driving down the street towards the school. His left hand was draped comfortably over the steering wheel while his right hand fiddled with the radio. Not being able to bite my tongue any longer I needed some answers and I needed them now. I know once we reach school his groupies will swarm him so I need to act fast, four minutes in counting.

"What're you up to?" I blurted out accusingly. "I mean you've never even paid me any mind before, why now all of a sudden?"

Tristan took his eyes away from the road to zone in on me. I should've looked away because of the intensity of his stare, but I couldn't. I needed to stare into those eyes to see if he was telling me the truth. "What'd you mean when you said it was physically impossible for you to stay away from me? And why do all the guys let you boss them around, I know it's not only because you're captain of the team."

Two minutes until we reach our destination. Two minutes to try and at least get some form of an explanation from him. "Why is it when I'm around you I feel like, like there's some kind of static charge between us?" I continued babbling when he didn't answer my initial questions. "Like when you kissed me for example, I felt it all the way down to my toes. When you touch me you send shocks through me. It's like I can't stay away from you either. Do you have me under some sort of voodoo spell?"

What the hell am I doing, playing fifty questions with him? I wasn't even giving him the chance to answer before another bout of verbal diarrhea came spewing out of my mouth. "Well?" I demanded a little more angrily than I meant to. I turned my entire body in the seat to face him. "Aren't you going to say something?"

Tristan turned in his seat at that exact Moment and glared at me his eyes shining a bright silver color. I shrunk back into the seat wishing I could disappear. For some reason he is freaking intimidating. "We're here." Were the only words that left his mouth. His eyes still trained on me, as he looked me over hungrily.

I looked around to notice 'we're here' meant we arrived at school and were sitting in the parking lot. You could instantly see his groupies and boys fast approaching the car, I guess to give the king his welcoming. "Thanks for the ride. See ya" I mumbled quickly pulling the door open and hopping out all in one swift motion. I moved quickly towards the school entrance.

I don't want to be around when they all arrive at the truck. So much for getting any answers from him. "Lise, please don't run away from me like that again." Tristan's voice growled lowly in my ear as two hands gripped at my waist holding me firmly in place.

What is he doing? I refused to turn around and face him, afraid of what I'd find looking back at me. I should have felt fear of the way his voice had a bit of warning to it, but I didn't. Strangely enough the sound of his voice brought the complete opposite feeling of fear. It got me excited and made me feel alive inside.

"I'll answer every single one of your questions, just not right now. I promise I'll explain when the time is right, ok?" Tristan guaranteed that I understand he was serious and meant each word by wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me from behind.

It felt weird, but so completely right. "Ok." I answered leaning back into him a little as I let out a sigh. The feel of his chest against my back felt nice.

"We should go, the bell's about to ring." He said softly this time. I felt the warmness of his lips placing a kiss on the back of my head.

What about his friends, where did they go? Weren't they just coming over to his truck in the parking lot? What does he mean WE should go, go where? I know, I know I ask a lot of mental questions!

"I'm walking you to class." Tristan stated. It wasn't even a question of whether he could or not. I didn't get an option. So far on the first day of school, I got a ride from Tristan and he's insisting on walking me to class. To think school didn't even begin yet! What else is there to come?