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What the hell? A chill ran up my spine, what was up with men these days. Why do they have to be so creepy. But then I thought of Samira, a little Asian girl, in ninth grade, that was raped last year, and thrown in a alley. I'm sure this dude wouldn't do anything in broad daylight. An then of course I thought of the stupid movie 'Taken in broad daylight' and how it was a true story. Mental slap on the freaking forehead.
It was all of them movie Friday night's id had with Bentley in eighth grade. And then I thought of Halloween and how the two kids- just kidding haha. He was STILL staring at me. Standing there like a total freak! But I guess I cant talk, sense I'm doing pretty much the same thing. I finally turned around and started walking. And then a hand punched my shoulder, and I let out a big thing of breath.
"who was that? Your secret boyfriend?" Bentley smiled and cocked his head to the side.
"Oh yeah, totally, he's hot right?" I laughed and took a peak behind me. But thankfully he was gone.
"Yeah he's the right height for you and all, kind of has that creepy stalker, I'm gonna get you, thing
about him though. I'm sure you guys will have the cutest babies," He laughed. Oh wasn't he funny, freaking hilarious.
I slapped his arm.
" shut up, and my babies will be cute no matter who the sugar daddy is!...What did Andrea say?"
He mimicked a high voice
" So babe, I was thinking, you me, and the dance! Next Saturday, wanna go? I love you so much, so so so so so much! Ill have the house to myself, my room and all. How's it sound babe?" He clicked his toung at the end. He was totally over exaggerating. Knowing Andrea and how much of a two timing whore she was, it was probably more like this,
' me you dance, Saturday, I love you. So lets have sex in my bedroom who a thousand other guys have been in. Kay babe?' she always tried to make things sound short and sweet. And I knew I was over reacting but still I laughed.
"you know who you sound like?" I was still laughing.
"who?"
"you sound like Mrs. Shelby!" His face went red and he hit my head. Mrs. Shelby was this teacher we had in ninth grade who totally had a thing for him. She even touched his legs once. She had a nasally kind of voice, but she got fired, so it's all good.
" yeah and you sound like a pig when you laugh, so shut your face."
"Oh good one,"
We were finally in front of the school, and me and Bentley said our goodbyes and went our different ways. I walked in to homeroon to find that I was ten minutes late. And I also learned that Mrs. Jackson, was not a very nice person. This going to be a long day.
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Lunch
I was walking with Summer to to lunch picking up my tray on my way to the line. I was telling her about this morning and my forty year old 'boyfriend' ( the guy I ran into)
"-He seriously just stood there?" Summer asked picking up a piece of pizza.
" yes! I was like 'I need an adult!'" I laughed, it was a line from family guy she screamed out when a older man asked her were the tuna was in wal- mart. She busted out laughing.
I giggled and looked out the window, to see a long brown coat, and brown hair, pressed against the window. I got a cold chill and hit Summers arm,
"dude look at the window, that's the same coat the guy was wearing!"
But when we looked back at the window he was already gone. Just like a scarey movie, it was a glance and gone.
"What?" summer asked, but then went and sat down. The luch lady gave me a dirty look, trying to get me to get a move on.
"well excuse me," I went and sat down with my friends.
School went by pretty fast, nothing cool really, still first week of school lectures, that's about it.
Bentley was going home with the football team, so I in turn was walking alone. I pulled out my I-pod and turned on 'toxic' by Britney Spears.
When I got home two police cruisers were in front of my house, and from at least eighty feet away I could see my moms red face, and worry line poking out. She glanced at me and the two police officers turned and pointed at me.
Oh god, what happened now?
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