It all started on the first day of school of 5th grade. Well, I'm in 9th grade now, but ever since middle school, he's been there. Brett has stalked me for 4 years. He follows wherever I go, stalks my facebook, Myspace, anything he can get ahold of that has to do with me. In 7th grade he put cameras in my house, in 6th he followed everywhere I went, literally, and in 8th he attempted muder on my family. yeah, I said it. It really happened.
It's the first day of school, 9th grade, today and I'm pretty excited. I get to see my friends again and all. the only bad part is that HE'S here. He switched all of his classes to mine so we have the same schedule now.
I get dressed in the morning, black skinny jeans,studded belt, navy blue V-neck, and then straighten my long brunette hair. I slip on my black high-tops, grab my bag, and walk out the door, grabbing a Gatorade and a granola bar on my way out.
Justin, my boyfriend of about 2 years, is there in his black Chevy and I open the door and climb in. He kisses me and says,"Good morning beautiful, first day of highschool....nervous?"
I reply as he tunrs the key in ignition,"Yeah, a little......Brett has all the same classes as me..."
Justin replies with his hand over mine,"It'll be alright, I'll protect you." He turns up the radio, and we start singing to the music and dancing in the car, gaining creepy looks as we go along. I can't get the uneasy feeling I have in my stomach out of my head.
