My Bullet-Proof Vest

Chapter 1- Tell me what?

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"Danellia!" I heard a scream as I was tackled to the shopping centres white floor. I groaned rolling over, to find my friend Ayleecia Smith sitting on top of me. A lady with a trolley rolling a few feet away gave us a look, as she strutted on past. "Okay, so explain to me what happened to you last night?"

"Can we get off the floor?" I lightly chuckled.

"Okay, but you're not off the hook." Ayleecia stood up, grabbing my wrist, hoisting me up off the floor. Walking into the food court Ayleecia stood in the line outside Subway. We grabbed the plastic bag with our meals, and sat down at our usual table, separate from the group of kids most likely having a Time Zone birthday party, by black drapes. Taking a bite out of her 'Italian herbs and cheese' Ayleecia raised her eyebrow. Swallowing her bite Ayleecia opened her mouth, "So tell me, you texted me telling me 'I'd never believe it', and yet I sit here wondering why?"

"You know how I left early on Wednesday cuz' of Henry."

"Yeah you walked home at two thirty, since your mum needed you to baby sit, since your Dad had some business thing."

"Yeah, so on my walk home, a limo slowed down next to me, and these two people were talking about me, as if I weren't there..."

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Walking down the street, brightly lit from the sun penetrating my skin, as the pavement acted like a heater on the soles of my shoes... I passed the primary school after about five minutes, you know, every things pretty normal until a black limo pulled up beside me, slowing down to my pace as I was walking down the street. It kept to my snail pace, I decided to go down the alley up at the corner without looking suspicious. The window wound down a little, I glanced at the window seeing only tips of brown hair sticking up.

"This is her?" I heard a male say in the limo. He sounded kind of youthful.

"Yes, this is the girl..."

I took the alley before I heard the end of that sentence. This detour took about a minute; looking back I didn't see the limo waiting. I reached the back of the shopping centre, and went through the air-conditioned building, going out the side-doors of the centre; I saw the limo again, just sitting by the curb. By this moment I'm getting really concerned and not just because it could be some kidnapper... or something work related... something you should know, I'm a police officer, holding one of the top positions at seventeen, I would be on the list that criminals want to avoid... many "Whave heard of me, even in my two years on the job. I knew it could be more serious; I walked calmly into the video store, taking a 'browse' at the selection. Making my way to the back behind a shelf parallel to the window, I saw that the black car had disappeared. I checked my watch and saw that I was five minutes late, so I texted my mum saying I got held back. I believe that the car had probably gone out of sight on purpose or completely left, probably the first idea. So I walked towards the park, where there are some bushes that I can hide from the road but still be able to walk home. So I'm creeping along, taking a peek at the street through the tree's, every few steps, and can you believe they were there? Well I guessed, but this is getting to the point of stalking. So I decide to call my supervisor;

"Terry, good you picked up."

"Yeah, it's quiet today, what's up?"

"I'm being followed." I heard the chair creak.

"What? How? Aren't you suppose to be in school?" Terry fired a bunch of questions at me.

"Henry needs babysitting and a black limo is following me." I peeked through the leaves, the car still sitting on the curb.