Waiting by his motorcycle, Aiden couldn't wipe the smile off his face at what he has planned for his afternoon, and hopefully overnight, rendezvous with Annabelle. After so many nights spent with different girls, he knew all the tricks to the trade. Sure, he'd have to actually show Annabelle around the town first, obviously he couldn't just bring her back to his apartment, "I mean that's clearly not the gentleman thing to do," he smirked to himself.
Just then, he saw the little blonde beauty walking over to him with a bounce in her step. If the walk wasn't enough indication of her excitement, her racing heart beat sure as hell gave it away. God, he couldn't clear the grin off his face.
-"Hey, you ready to go for that tour?" Aiden suavely began.
-"Um, yeah, I'm not so sure about this," Annabelle replied as she cautiously looked at his motorcycle.
Laughing, Aiden replied, "Don't worry, I'll make sure I'm extra careful with you on here," as he handed her his helmet. Although still a little tentative, Annabelle mounted the bike. "Hold on, little one," Aiden smirked as he floored it out of the parking lot.
One hour later
"Now that you've gotten the grand tour, what would you say about grabbing a coffee at that café you liked?" Aiden courteously questioned with that beaming smile on his face.
"Sounds great," Annabelle smiled, her heartbeat speeding up at the thought of this turning into a date possibly? At first, she didn't want to get involved in a relationship so quickly at her new school, but standing here gazing at Aiden's head-turning, golden, muscular body; his gleaming, brown eyes; and that gorgeous, radiantly bright smile of his, she couldn't resist the thought of how lucky she is to be spending this day—and hopefully many more—with this Adonis named Aiden. Still, she thought to herself, something about him didn't feel quite right. "Sure, he was absolutely gorgeous, but he hardly talked about himself all afternoon," she recalled as she thought over all the afternoon's events.
-"Hello, Earth to Anna…" Aiden questioningly said as he looked at the dazed Annabelle.
-"Oh my gosh, sorry," she giggled as she realized that she completely zoned out as she was staring at him.
Aiden couldn't help but think about how cute her laugh was as he escorted her into the café.
After ordering their lattes, they grabbed a tiny table in the corner of the café. Following a few minutes of small talk about Annabelle's life in Maryland—quite the typical small town life Aiden thought—and her new schedule at the high school, neither could ignore the increasing warmth of affection growing between them.
"Time to turn up the flattery," Aiden thought as he delved further into his plan of attack.
Leaning closer, Aiden stared into Anna's eyes for a second before voicing his compliment of her "incredibly stunning ice blue eyes."
Blushing a deep rose color, all Annabelle could get out was a meek "thank you" as she mentally kicked herself for inability to function when he looked at her as he was now. It was like he could see into the inner depths of her mind. As if he could see and feel everything that she was feeling. It was strange, yet intoxicating to her.
Before she could barely grasp any of her thoughts, she realized that Aiden's face was mere centimeters from hers as he looked deep into her eyes. "Oh my god, is this really happening," Anna happily thought to herself, but just as quickly she remembered how mysterious Aiden has been all day. She didn't know anything about him—and really he knew little about her as they've only spent a few hours together—so this kiss could only mean that this was all just a physical connection to him right? Deciding to release the thought from her mind, Annabelle leaned into the kiss, but just as their lips barely grazed over one another's, the table began to shake as a teenage boy abruptly crashed into it.
-"Hey hey Annabelle, how are you? Didn't think I'd see you here. How was your day? Make any friends?" Stiles blurted out as he rambled on and on.
"What is wrong with this kid?" Annabelle inwardly thought; although outwardly she gave the simple replies of "Fine. Great. Yeah I made some," pointing to Aiden as she said that last part. As she looked over at him though, she could see how much he tensed up in the last couple seconds. It became quite clear that there was an immense amount of tension between Aiden and Stiles, but as for the reason, she had no idea why.
It also didn't help the tension any when Stiles pulled over another chair to the table specifically meant for two. Annabelle really had no clue why he was acting so weird. Sure, earlier today in school, she could automatically tell Stiles was a hyperactive, strange kid, but harmless nonetheless. He was pretty much like a little kid, she thought, laughing at herself as she recalled the huge smile he gave when he first saw her before accidentally knocked over the coffee he had brought to school.
Taken out of her thoughts, Annabelle heard Aiden address her as he gave some meek excuse for having to leave, offering her a ride, to which Stiles quickly replied, "Nah, my Jeep works just fine. I'll gladly take her home. Bye Aiden!"
With that, Aiden hastily left the café, clearly angered over what just happened, Annabelle noticed. Although she didn't get the chance to notice just how angry he was as he began to wolf out at the thought of that little twerp Stiles ruining his plans for the evening. "What the hell is that kid's problem," Aiden raged to himself as he continued to recall the situation. He knew that his group had obvious tensions with Stiles' friends group over all the werewolf drama, but what the hell does that have to do with his love life. Speeding on his bike, Aiden finally calmed down and just thought that he'd have plenty of other opportunities to get what he wants with Annabelle; and with that thought, he finally calmed down as he thought over his next plan of attack.
