When World's Collide

Restless Night

"Meet me at the park on the south side near the river tomorrow night at midnight. I'll be waiting. If you don't come to me, I'll be coming to you. ~H.S." I reread the rough writing again and again, just like I did with the last note. Who?! Who could it be?! I seriously don't know that many people and I don't pay attention to anyone but the twins at school! My head was starting to hurt. I rubbed my temples and sighed, flopping backwards on my bed. Was that last part a threat or just a warning? How could my life get twisted so much in one night? I don't know how this could even be possible. And why me? I've always tried to be good, besides my attitude. Okay, so I'm no angel, but still. I don't get into that much trouble. I try to avoid it as much as I can.

Speaking of trouble, that's all that Hunter is. Plain old trouble. Lots and lots of trouble packed into that hot, muscular, sexy, moody, tall man. How is someone like Mindy, who's fun, hyper, crazy, and wild, be siblings with THAT? It doesn't make sense. At all. I rub my face, and cast a look to my alarm clock on my bedside table. It's midnight. Great, just great. It really took me two hours to eat, take a shower, get dressed, and read two notes? Seriously? I am so bad at time management. My headache is starting to get worse. My head is all over the place. But the one thing that my thoughts are stuck on clearly  is Hunter. I replay what happened tonight. My stomach starts twisting again and heat courses through me as I think of Hunter. It's nothing like I've ever felt before. What is this feeling?

I know I said I'm no angel but I'm still pure. Make sense? No? Well, that's me in a nutshell for you. What I'm trying to get at is, I've never had my first kiss, never had a boyfriend, never got asked out or had feelings confessed to me or anything at all. I think I can understand why. I'm pretty weird, and I don't normally pay attention to or attempt to ever talk to those around me. Ruby tries to convince me that it's because I'm just so pretty and I intimidate guys with my beauty. I roll my eyes, yeah, right, sure it's that. My life consists of school, the twins, and my mom. That's my world. And now, all of a sudden, it's been flipped upside down in just a couple hours.

But back to Hunter... He's the most attractive guy I've ever seen. His cold piercing grey eyes that stare deep into my own plain brown eyes, his noticeable muscles, his soft looking hair, his high cheekbones, his long lashes, his height and how he towers over my small figure, his smirk... Oh god, his smirk does things to me that make no sense to me. I'm so inexperienced in 'that' field of things, that you could put me next to a young teenager. Not that I don't know what things are or how things work, and stuff like that, it's just that I've never physically done things. Gosh, this is awkward to explain. I immediately stop thinking about it. Would Hunter want someone like me? Who doesn't know things like that? Judging by the alley, he likes things like that. But I shouldn't judge him just by that. Mindy said he's a squish ball, even though he looks mean and tough. Those two things don't exactly mix...

I wonder what his tattoos actually look like in the light when they're more visible. I wonder if there's meaning behind them. I want to know about him and know what he's like, not what he puts out to everyone, but who he is underneath. If his sister can describe him as a squish ball, then I'm sure his demeanor and how he acts is like that for a reason. I've decided that I want to find that out for myself. Just who exactly is Hunter? What makes him tick? What happened to him? I want to figure him out. Thinking back on when I first saw him, I realize that that might not be the safest thing to do. And didn't I tell myself to stay away from him? But right now, my mind just can't stop thinking about him, and I don't really care if he's dangerous or not. He's made me too curious to resist. Picking up the notes I received tonight, I look at the initials again. H.S. That has to be Hunter. I don't know anybody else who's name starts with H. I'm going to meet whoever this is, even if I have to go to the bad side of town at midnight. And if it's not Hunter, maybe he can be my Batman if I get myself in trouble again.