Watch Who?

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At 8:45 my alarm wakes me up out of my slumber. I pull my covers over my head as if it'll make the beeping stop. I finally grab my phone and shut the alarm off and sit up.

Why am I up so early? It's Saturday.

Oh yeah. Stupid Will. Why did I tell him my address again? I slowly get out of bed and walk toward the bathroom. I strip my clothes off and take a warm shower, hoping it'll calm my nerves about today. I don't want to do this at all. All the possibilities of ditching wouldn't work very well. If I just didn't go down to the door, then my mom would wake up and give Will, Blake, and I an earful. Then she would ask me if one of them is my boyfriend, which is far from the truth. I barely know them.

I finish up conditioning and step out of the shower. I throw on lulu lemon leggings with matte black doc martens and an oversized sweatshirt, which is my main cool weather outfit. I put on minimal makeup.

I leave the bathroom to grab some breakfast. I take out some cereal and soymilk, because I am lactose intolerant. It sucked growing up as a kid when everyone could have ice-cream and I had to skip out. I could have a limited amount of milk, like yogurt, cheese and so on. I do still eat frozen yogurt even though it has milk in it. Its kind of irresistible, right?

After I finish up my breakfast I hear my phone vibrate with the words 'Will the sex god' across the screen.

Oh shit. I feel my heart beat faster from being nervous. I don't want to do this. I grab my iphone and swipe his name to read the message.

Be there in 2 minutes.

I don't want to go, I want to stay home and go back to bed. I can't do this. My stomach turns and suddenly I feel sick. I don't think I can do this.

I am okay I'll be fine. I try to assure myself. I hear the doorbell ring. I freeze.

Oh shit, I am going to be sick. Shit, shit, shit.

I take a deep breath and shakily walk over to the door with my purse on my arm and my phone. I reach for the doorknob and shakily open it to be greeted by a smiling Will. He is wearing a button down flannel top with his sleeves rolled up. He has jeans on that fit just right and work boots.

I didn't just check him out.

Okay, I did. He is pretty hot though. I blush as if he could hear my internal thoughts.

"Hey there Ana," Will smiles.

"H-hey," I try to smile back but it comes out as grimace.

"Meet my baby, Katelin," Will gestures to his shiny black car.

"K-Katelin the c-car?" I laugh and look down as he walks me over. I hop into the back seat behind Blake who is staring down at his phone. Will starts up the car and leaves the driveway.

"Yup she's a-"

"2012 4 door Dodge Charger SE. It has around 292 horsepower unlike the 2012 Ford Mustang with 305 horsepower. The Charger has a slightly larger fuel capacity though. " I interrupt without thinking. Blake looks up from his phone for the first time and looks at Will with wide eyes then at me. Will looks in his mirror at me with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

I blush. I shouldn't have said anything. I look out the window, pretending I said nothing and didn't just blurt out really nerdy car facts.

"W-what? How?" Blake starts completely shocked.

"I-I like c-cars," I stutter, embarrassed. I have liked cars since I figured out what they were.

"That's freaking awesome! I've never met a girl into cars like that," Will surprises me.

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