Please read- For the guest that I guess wanted to know about Ana's size and deemed a Kardashian body type. I am writing from the man's perspective. Wide hips and a large chest could and is considered something totally different to women. I wanted Ana in this story to encompass a body type other than thin and petite. I wanted curves, cellulite and back aches from the bra. I was going to hold off on that but in light of your train of thought I just hope no one else saw her that way as well. So this is me just trying to broaden the body type. I am pro woman of curves and I wanted Christian to be as well. Hope you like it.

Christian

I didn't see her for the rest of the day. Every time the door opened to the class room I would hope it would be her. Each time I was let down. I didn't even put my camera away in hopes I could catch another glimpse at her. My last class is wood shop. Mr. Molina said that this was her father.

My first impression of the man was that he is the no-nonsense type of guy. He went straight into what he wanted us to do and how he wanted it done. No "Hello Welcome" "I am new here" "Oh smiling youth" he knew he was new to the school and he knew how to handle a room. I like him already. He was a taller man. Buzz cut and well-built man. You could just smell the Army grit around him. I followed the lesson to make sure I was on track. All the while looking at him I was trying to find the girl who I was in class with earlier. I couldn't see the resemblance. She must look like her mother or something.

The ending bell rang and the kids in class scatter like roaches. I walk out of the class to get my things when out of the corner of my eye I see her, Anastasia. Just as I turn she rounds the corner on her way to, I would assume, the parking lot. I slam my locker shut as I hastily grab my book bag and camera and run out to catch her. Another student seems to be with her. I see none other the school's mascot, Jose Rodriguez, talking to her. He is gesturing wildly at everything from the parking lot to the buildings. She nods along with a smile on her face. *click* My camera goes to capture her smile.

She gestures to the damn VW Beetle while they are talking and you can just see Jose's look of disgust at the thing. This is him probably being judgmental about her car. I was too but now that I know it is hers I think the thing is tolerable now. I raise the camera to my face and just take a whole slew of pictures of her getting in her car. Pulling out and waiting in line of the cars trying to exit the schools grounds.

I quickly run to my car and start it up. I need to know where she is going. I stay at an inconspicuous distance from her car so I don't seem weird. While we are at a stand-still I take a picture of her car and license plate. Right now I feel as if I have no control of who I am and what I am doing. My mind is not my own anymore to control. I am instinctually just following this girl. Slowly but surely we make it to open traffic and I follow her on the express way, taking her away from the higher priced homes of my neighborhood of Bellevue. We eventually end up in a suburban wooded area. She pulls up to the house and I park a few houses down.

I snap pictures and continue to until she makes it into her house. I sit in the car and wait for thirty minutes and slowly I feel my sanity slipping when I consciously make the decision to walk up to her house and look through the windows. I find her in the kitchen cooking. The entire back of the house is glass. I cannot help the feeling of excitement that does through me when I realize this. She is over the sink cleaning and I snap more pictures. Eventually after what I would assume is an hour my camera's memory is full and so is the memory on my cell phone.

Mr. Steele approaches the house in a Jeep. Anastasia turns and greets him in the kitchen and she continues about the kitchen finishing dinner. Slowly the sky darkens and the glow coming from the house is the only light I see.

***RING RING RING RING RING***

I am scared by my phone doing off. I look down and see that my mother is calling me.

"Hello" I say still looking at Anastasia walk up the stairs of her house.

"Christian, where are you? You missed dinner." She sounds stressed. I look at the screen and see that it is seven o'clock. Shit

"Sorry I went to the gym after school. I am walking to my car right now. I will be there in a few." I continue to follow Anastasia in what I see to be her now illuminated bedroom. It is filled with boxes and a bed.

"Okay I will put your food into the warmer. Be careful on your drive. See you in a few." She hangs up with me and I am fascinated by the girl in the upstairs bedroom. The boxes act as a curtain as she changes. I look away as I see this. I don't want to disrespect her any type of way. I know me watching her is an invasion of privacy but I don't need to take her intimate moments away from her. After a good amount of time I see her bedroom light is off and Christmas lights hung about the room are on giving a very faint glow.

Satisfied that she is in for the night I run to my car and speed home. I walk into the house from the garage and head straight into the kitchen where Gretchen and my mother are talking about this coming week's schedule of dinners.

"Oh Christian you are home. Come and eat your food is waiting." I sit at the kitchen island and Gretchen comes to put my food down and she soon leaves straight after.

"So tell me about your evening." I know she just wants to make sure I haven't been fighting. Normally when I stay out long I am fighting. I will come home with a split lip or a bruise. I will rarely loose a fight but I would eventually come home with an injury or two.

"Oh I just went to the gym but before that I was at school trying to get a hand on this photography portfolio for AP art." I don't want her to jump to conclusions so I decided to tell her not one bit of truth.

"Oh you haven't found your muse yet. I did love photography when I was in school. You don't get much time on the hospital floor to take many pictures ha-ha." she laughs off. Her idea of a muse is funny. I think I did just find my muse.

"Yeah I think I am going to keep looking for my muse from now on." Hahaha funny. I can't wait to look at the pictures I got from today.

"Yeah okay well I have to get ready for the night shift at work." She leaves with a wave and I hear her saying goodbye to my father. As soon as she leaves my sight I wolf down my food and run up to my room. I lock my door and start up my computer. I connect my camera's memory card and look at the pictures that I took.

Multiple pictures of Anastasia sitting at her station at school.

Anastasia pushing her hair behind her ear.

Anastasia reading over the syllabus.

Anastasia studying her camera.

Anastasia walking out with Jose fucking Rodriguez. I edit him out of the pictures out of mere spite. I don't like the idea of a man being close to her. She is mine whether she knows it or not I will go out of my way to block her from the guys at our school.

Looking at my computer with all these images I set the picture that shows her looking at her back yard as my screen saver. The one where she is driving her car I set as my phone screen saver but not the lock screen. Her round face and graceful neck is what I want to see when I open up my phone. No need for others to see it too and ask questions. Her picture is just for me. I have the pictures under a nondescript file name after printing out a couple of my favorites on 4x6 picture paper. Knowing I can't put them up where people can see them I walk over to my closet and open the door. I take the tape from my bedside table and put them up. I get ready for bed while looking at her pictures. I finally succumb to sleep with her eyes watching me and mine watching hers. Tomorrow I will talk to her. "I want to meet my soul mate" I mumble to myself and to her picture.

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