Notice Me (23 page)

I was seated on the first bench of the bleachers
next to Anya, Axel, and Jett. We made sure to get here extra early
just to get these seats, it's Friday the big game. To say we got
here extra early would be an exaggeration, a very slight one. Who
am I kidding? I never even left school! I've been here since school
let out hanging out with Axel. Only an hour ago did Anya arrive and
then Jett showed up about a half hour ago.
"Let's go boys!!" I screamed standing up and clapping my hands
violently. That's the best cheer I could think of considering I
didn't want to take sides. I was cheering for both Tristan and
Troy. Why can't they just tie and then everyone can be happy or
maybe not. Knowing these guys and their pride, one team would have
to end up winning.
It was pretty cold out tonight, so we were all wearing long sleeved
shirts or bundled up in hoodies and a jacket. As the players were
warming up for the game, I noticed a familiar face limping up the
steps of the bleachers and making his way towards us.
"Hey, mind if I sit with you guys?" Lance asked his voice filled
with hope as he began inching towards the space to my left side
which was open. I was at the end of the bench.
"Of course not, but aren't we your enemy right now?" I asked with a
joking smile raising my eyebrows up at him in question.
"Nah, we've all been through too much together to be enemies." He
chuckled as I introduced him to Axel and Jett.
"What happened to your leg?" I inquired tilting my head towards his
right leg which seemed to be the source of his limp. "I for sure
thought you'd be playing tonight."
"Nah, twisted my ankle pretty bad in yesterday's practice. Coach
made me sit this one out today." Lance said with a nod. In reality,
Lance broke his ankle yesterday. Troy told me on skype last night,
but being that we're around humans of course he couldn't disclose
that he broke it yesterday and is up and around limping
today.
"So..." Lance began saying as his eyes scanned the field below us
in a disappointing way. Probably sad he's missing the big
rematch.

From a couple rows behind us came a shrill
whistle, like one where a person puts two fingers in their mouth
and blows. I never did figure out how to do something like that,
always wanted to learn though. "Let's go Tristan!!" Jewel's voice
screamed over the crowd as she stood up from her seat on the
bleachers. Figures it'd be her.
Looking over at Lance to see what he was going to say before we
were rudely interrupted, I noticed a look in his eyes...one that
I've only witnessed twice before...in the exact same way Tristan’s
gazes at me and how Luke stares at Anya. It’s the look of
recognition when finding your mate. I allowed my eyes to follow the
trail of where his led to and it landed on none other than Jewel.
Oh poor Lance!
"Who is that?" He asked almost out of breath, like he just had the
wind knocked right out of his system. ‘Someone you don't want to
know. Run, run while you can!’ I felt like saying, but knew it
wouldn't be right of me to do.
"Jewel, her name's Jewel." I answered feeling sorry for this poor
guy next to me. Anya stared over at us and physically cringed. Anya
was able to recognize the look in Lance's eyes as she trailed her
pointer finger across her neck from one side to the other in a
gesture of death.
"She's absolutely perfect." Lance mouthed quietly before saying, "I
need you to introduce me to her, Lise." Instantly disagreeing with
him, not wanting to get involved I shook my head no as he pleaded
with me by tugging on my arm. I just wanted to watch my two
favorite guys play soccer, was that too much to ask? All I could
think of when those words escaped his mouth were, why? Why me?

Chapter 33: Never A Dull
Moment
The sound of the victory cheers coming from the crowd was almost as
loud as the bumping of the music as the winners made their way into
Max's backyard. Of course, our team won the game by two goals. It
was a fair game and it ended on good terms, it was so good in fact
that Max invited Troy's team over for the party. I'm so ecstatic
that they're actually making an effort to get along. It makes
things so much easier on all of us to be friends, not
enemies.
I didn't get to enjoy the game, because Lance was too busy
pestering me the entire time. He kept on making me reassure him
that I'd introduce him to Jewel. Trust me buddy, I wouldn't be so
eager to get to know her. She's not anything to write home about!
Especially not with her evil demeanor towards people who aren't
what she considers 'worthy'. I rode over to Max's house with Anya
in her car, Lance decided to tag along with us since he came to the
game in Troy's car and didn't feel like waiting for them to
shower.
My guess was he didn't want to leave my side in case I thought it
the opportune time to introduce him to Jewel. I suppose he didn't
want to miss his big chance. I kept telling him I'd do it at the
party that during the game wouldn't be a good time since she was
too busy playing cheerleader from the bleachers. Standing next to
Anya, we were discussing the best way to introduce Lance to Jewel
without having to spend more then two minutes with her.
"Just go up to her and say Jewel, I have someone that wanted to
meet you. Jewel this is Lance, Lance this is Jewel and run away."
Anya suggested with a laugh. I'm glad she finds this situation
funny, maybe I should make her do it since Jewel doesn't hate Anya
as much as she does me.
"Easier said than done Anya." I huffed, stressfully running my
hands through my hair that I wanted to yank out. Blowing out a sigh
of frustration, I was mentally psyching myself up to grab Lance's
hand and just get it over with. Not only would I have to approach
Jewel, but her entire gang would be there too.
I greeted Troy, Andre and Sal when they arrived. Troy took the time
to introduce Anya and I to the rest of his teammates. Axel and Jett
were here somewhere in the crowd, we lost them after the game. They
came here together on their motorcycles. Soon Luke came over and
stole Anya away to dance leaving me standing there with Lance,
still trying to figure out what the heck to do.
"Hey beautiful." The sound of his voice caused me to tremble as
Tristan came up and wrapped his arms around me from behind.
"Hey there captain." I said as I tilted my head sideways and was
pleasantly greeted by Tristan's lips against mine. Mm, sweet
heavens I'll never get tired of his kisses, they always made me
weak in the knees.
My one hand was placed securely over his hands which were around my
stomach, while the other one found it's way to the back of his neck
pulling him closer to me. Yes I'll agree the position we were in
may seem way awkward, because my head was twisted upwards, but as
long as I'm in Tristan's arms it didn't matter. Getting lost in the
Moment, I almost forget where I was and what I had to do, until
Lance annoyingly cleared his throat and interrupted.
"Uh, Lise, remember what you promised?" Lance's voice came out
sounding like he was way too eager to get to know Jewel. This
caused Tristan to pull out of the kiss causing me to pout
childishly. Dammit Lance, I was just getting into the kiss
too!
"What'd you promise him?" Tristan whispered against my lips as his
eyes searched my face for an explanation. A knowing smirk tugged at
his handsome lips, as his gray eyes twinkled against the dark night
sky. Stinker knows exactly what kind of effect he has on my body.
Hmm looks like I'll need to start playing hard to get.
"He recognized Jewel as his mate at the game, keeps on bugging me
to introduce them." I admitted in an extremely hushed whisper. It
was so quiet in fact that I'm surprised Tristan understood it, but
he did and his entire body perked up at the news.
He looked almost relieved and excited at the same time. "Well
what're we waiting for let's go introduce the love birds. C'mon
Lance, play along ok? Don't pay her any mind and I promise you
she'll be putty in your hands by the time I'm done."
Play along? What the heck is Tristan talking about? Hearing
Tristan's scheme brought a huge smile to Lance's face as he
mumbled, "Ok...thanks."

Before I had the chance to blink, Tristan
entwined his hand in mine and led Lance and I over to Jewel and her
girls who were seated on top of one of Max's picnic benches. Some
of the guys were surrounding them, hanging on to their every word.
Ugh, trying to see whom they could score with more like it. I'd be
lying if I said I didn't notice the way her entire body language
changed when she realized Tristan was making his way over there.
Jewel's laugh became more high pitched and her eyes drooped in a
flirtatious manner as she eyed Tristan like he was a piece of meat.
She's so lucky I'm not a wolf and don't have the ability to develop
paws just so I could claw her damn eyes out!
"Well congratulations on the win." Jewel stated licking her glossy
lips in the process. "I knew you could do it, Alpha."
"Thanks." Was the only response Tristan merited her playful manner
as he continued with his goal in a serious tone.

Looking over to his left Tristan feigned
surprise as he looked at Lance. Of course Tristan knew Lance was
there all along, but I guess he wanted to play dumb at the Moment.
The way the girls stared at Lance was the same exact way they
eye-raped Axel on his first day. Gee, they seriously needed to calm
it with the raging hormones! It was then that Jewel took heed to
the handsome guy standing next to Tristan. Like really, she didn't
see him throughout the entire game staring at her? Is she that
oblivious?
"Lance, buddy!" Tristan said clapping his hand on Lance's shoulder.
"Let me introduce you to everyone."
"I'm sure one of these wonderful girls will be more than happy to
keep you company." Tristan added as he strategically introduced
Lance to each girl there and saved the best for last, yea right. It
looked like Jewel had ants in her pants, the way her legs twitched
showed her eagerness for Lance to simply look at her.
I had to give it to the guy, he was playing it off like a pro. It
was just at the game that he couldn't take his freaking eyes off
her. Now he wouldn't even look at her. The way Jewel's bright blue
eyes seemed to focus directly on Lance without blinking, was almost
like she was stuck in a trance like state. The way her fingers
balled up into tiny fists when Lana leaned forward on the bench
trying to show off more of her cleavage as Tristan introduced Lance
to her, proved she was ready to turn on her own best friend.
Ha, I know I'm mean, but this is way too comical to watch. I was
getting a kick out of observing the strange behavior. It’s just
like watching the discovery channel. When animals find their mates
in the wild. She was doing some form of mating dance to try and get
the opposite sex to notice her.
"Lance this is Jewel. Jewel this is Lance." Tristan drawled while
pointing at each person as he said their names.
"Hey." Lance uttered and spared a nod in Jewel's direction, but
refused to give her more then a quick once over. Seems like she
wasn't having none of that because she stood up on the bench and
stepped down, right into Lance's face.
"Dance with me Lance." She said seductively, taking a hold of his
hand and pulling him into the crowd of people dancing. Wow, she's
really not shy and goes for what she deems is hers, huh? Yay,
hopefully this will get her off my back!
"C'mon." Tristan leaned down whispering into my ear. "Come with me
somewhere. I want to show you something."
Following Tristan into Max's house he took me up a flight of steps
before going over to a window that he opened and climbed out. Is he
the freak nuts? What is he doing climbing out a second story
window? Tristan popped the top half of his body back into the
window and held out his hand for me to take.
I looked at him wearily, "Y-you want me to climb out the window?" I
stuttered nervously, remembering the last time I did something
outrageous Following him into the woods...whitewater rafting...need
I say more?
"I promise it's safe." Tristan grinned displaying his dimples in
both cheeks. I rarely got to see them, only when he's truly
happy.
Allowing him to grab a hold of both my hands, Tristan helped me
climb out the window. We were seated on the roof, which was a flat
surface that overlooked Max's backyard. We were able to see
everyone below us partying and right above us was the most
beautiful view of the night sky. The stars twinkled brightly
against the pitch-black horizon and the moon seemed so close,
almost like I could reach up and touch it. Of course I'm
exaggerating, but it really did feel like it was right there.
Tristan made me sit in front of him just so he could wrap his arms
around me as I leaned back against his chest. We sat there in a
comfortable silence just enjoying one another's company. The sound
of his cell phone going off interrupted our peaceful cuddle time as
Tristan pulled it out his back pocket and stared at it with a
worrisome expression.
"Dad?" Tristan answered, his voice filled with concern. I guess his
Dad doesn't call him unless it's some form of emergency? "What? No,
it's fine. We'll be there in five." He said hanging up the phone
and shoving it back in his pocket as he stood and helped me
up.
"What's wrong?" I asked in a panic. The look on his face was
worrying me as I began to think the worse.
"Dad needs the pack to get to my house for an emergency pack
meeting." Tristan prattled off pulling me back towards the open
window. "It seems they've located Mia, she's been kidnapped by the
same rogues that killed Axel's pack. Alpha Perez is asking for our
help in getting her back."

Chapter 34: The Plan
Everyone was gathered around Tristan's living room for the
emergency pack meeting. It was so filled in fact that there were
people standing out in the foyer, because we ran out of space. I
know you're probably thinking why didn't Alpha Evans just mind link
everyone to come over? Well, he didn't want to cause panic amongst
the pack, hence why he called Tristan on the cell phone. He figured
Tristan could gather everyone in a calm manner.