My name is Ana

5. Pop-Tarts

Monday morning, I woke up feeling anxious again. I didn't sleep last night. My blue-eyed creature didn't come to visit me. I kept checking. Maybe i scared it off. I'm tired. I feel tingly inside. I feel sore all over. What the hell? I take some Advil and walk outside to leave for school. Justin is on my porch again. This time waving Poptarts. "Thanks, but I'm kinda feeling dizzy this morning."

We start walking. Justin started asking me about my sun exposure this weekend, then started suggesting my Dad switch our pool to salt water. He starts mentioning finding dog tracks in the yard. Wanting to know if I have seen anything. He's acting strange and really pushy. Demanding, I tell him if I've seen anything at night. I lie, of course. I'm not about to tell him about the creature that I want to f**k. I'm actually getting annoyed with him now.

About 3 blocks down, I decide it was well past time to have a discussion with him. "Justin, we need to talk."

He takes a bite of a poptart. "About what? do you want me to carry your backpack?" I let out a sigh."No, I'm fine. Look. You know we're just friends, right?" Justin nods slowly and takes another bite of the Poptart. "I know. But you've never dated anyone, and you're not interested in anyone either. I'm just buying my time."

Well, this isn't going as planned. I suddenly start to feel a weird buzzing sensation in my chest. I turn my head to see the Maserati approaching. As it gets closer, the weird feeling turns into a tingling. It's more intense as the car drives by. The butterflies engulf me. I can't see inside the car, but I know I'm looking into someone's eyes. I see the car pull into the school parking lot a block ahead .

I start to speed up so I can see who gets out of the car. Frickin Justin starts fumbling with his Poptart. I start to run. Good thing Justin has long legs and walks fast. Not that I care honestly. "Ana, slow down. I'm gonna puke up my Poptarts. Why are we running? We got 15 minutes."

"I gotta talk to Beth. I gotta go. I'm sorry. I'll talk to you later." I yelled back at him as I start jogging to the school, cutting across the lawn to get to the parking lot when I'm stopped by Beth. "Girl, where the f**k you runnin?" I stop and I'm trying to catch my breath and point to the parking lot. "Maserati!" Beth's eyes fly open and she looks to the parking lot.

"Here? Are you sure?" she grabs my hand and we start jogging to the parking lot and then she stops dead. "Holy s**t" she barely mutters. I'm desperately trying to collect myself but the tingling and butterflies are so intense right now. I feel euphoric and uncomfortable at the same time. I finally look up to see what "Holy s**t" is and there he is. Mr. Maserati himself.

I can't speak, I can't look away. He's easily over 6ft tall. 6'4 maybe 6'5. Broad shoulders and built arms that just fill out the sleeves of his black t-shirt perfectly. Tattoos snaking out from underneath the sleeves like vines. Black shaggy hair just brushing his chisled cheeks. A strong jaw, straight nose & perfect pillowy lips I'd kill to kiss.

I've never seen a man more handsome in my entire life. He also looks dangerous. The kind of dangerous that you can't stay away from. I should be embarrassed that I am staring at him. Everything around me no longer exists. Just him and me. I'm currently lost in the most beautiful sapphire blue eyes I have ever seen surrounded by long dark lashes. I didn't even know that color existed, but at the same time I feel like I have looked into those eyes before. There's something familiar about them. I think about my glowing blue-eyed creature. I immediately dismissed the possibility because I'm staring at a 100% grade A, usda certified piece of man meat.

Just as quickly as it started, it ended. I felt a bony arm land possessively around my shoulder, and I got abruptly pulled into a tall, lanky body that did not feel right at all. Warning sirens start going off in my head.

"Ana, who's that?" Justin spits out. I've never heard Justin angry before. At that moment, he was livid. As I stared at Mr. Maserati, I felt an uneasiness settle over me. Mr. Maserati flared his nostrils, turned and walked towards the school. He looked...pissed?

I immediately push Justin away from me. Any other time, Justin never crossed any boundaries, and Justin always seemed harmless. In this moment, I felt like Justin was no longer a friend, and something about him felt wrong. "Justin, why do I feel like you just pissed on me? I'm not your territory to mark." I tell him agitated with his behavior. I definitely don't want him to think this is ok.

"What the hell just happened?" Beth looked like she just witnessed a 100 car pileup on the freeway. I shake my head. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. I feel like I just got sucked into a hot guy vortex. All I can do is shrug as I stare at him, walking into the school.

"Did you see his eyes, Ana?" I nod, giving her a look that says I'm picking up what she's putting down.

I start to feel anxious and scared. I get the feeling Mr Maserati got the wrong idea and thinks Justin is my boyfriend. Was he jealous? I don't even know why I would care. Or why he would be jealous to begin with. Ok, so maybe we just had a really bizarre moment. But there's no sensible reason why I should be petrified about losing him. He's been barely found.

With nothing to say, I look at Beth. "We'll talk later. I gotta go. I turn and jog to the door, going into the school that Mr. Maserati just entered a few minutes prior.