*Im not doing many character swaps, but I wanted to do this one just for more storyline, and plus I only want 1 "main" main character.*
"Shoot, I think Oriana was about to tell me something, but I really need to get home.. and quickly." Delilah hesitates looking back at Ori, while running faster than her usual pace.
She turns back around and-
*BAM*
"Ouch, sorry man I didn't mean to do that, lemme help you up?" She gives out her hand to help.
"I don't need help, thanks." He shoves her hand away, looking around to find someone.
What was up with people shoving her hand today, she thought.
"My bad I guess.. nice water bottle though! I used to have that one actually, it was the blue version though and man was I obsessed w-" He cuts her off.
"Yeah, ok. I've gotta get going now, but tell me something, do you know her?" He asks.
"Who?"
"Her." He points.
"Oh, Ori? Yeah that's my best friend Oriana Rouge! Why is she famous or something?" She chuckles jokingly.
"Somethin' like that." He stares over where she was harshly. "Perfect." He mutters.
"What?" Delilah says, confused.
"Oh, nothing. I'll be on my way now, bye." He says as he jogs slowly in Ori's direction.
"Huh, maybe an ex or something I guess." She says while walking. "OH RIGHT GOTTA GET HOME!" She starts back her running.
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"Just in the nick of time.." She pants, exhausted.
"Crap! Dad's cars pulling up, gotta finish the platter fast!"
*Door opens*
"DELILAH KINGS, WHERE ARE YOU." He took off his coat, calling her cellphone to see if she was home.
"Hey, dad..! How was work? I made you some coffee too!"
"ARE YOU STILL FRIENDS WITH THAT ORIANADRA BRAT? He stares aggressively, looking for the answer he already knew.
"First of all, her name is ORIANA. Secondly, she isn't a brat, she just spoke up for herself, and that's not her fault." She says trying to look confident, while also trying to figure out how he knew.
"OH SO I'M THE BAD GUY NOW, JUST BECAUSE I'M TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR YOUR SOCIAL LIFE. I'M SICK OF THIS REBELLION OF YOURS."
"Dad that's not even what I'm trying to sa-" He cuts her off.
"I'M TALKING. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR MOUTH. GO TO YOUR ROOM AND TELL YOUR LITTLE FRIEND TO BACK OFF." He says, walking away slamming his door.
"I'm so sick of him hating on Oriana just because she stands up for herself around him. He's always interrogating her and he wonders why she speaks her mind. She really doesn't understand how much I defend her, does she.." She mutters, heading to her room.
"Ugh my phones dead, and I have no clue what he might've done with the charger before I left." She sighs.
She searches her room in every nook and cranny before giving up and turning on the fitness channel on her tv to work out and get her mind off of things.
"I hope she doesn't think i'm ignoring her or anything, I just can't find my stupid charger. She might think im lying but, oh well.."
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"And.. done. Now i'm gonna hop in the shower and-" She thinks.
"Wait, why don't I just dip? It's not like he would exactly restrict me from going if I said it was Jessica or something."
She gets ready to shower so she can head over to Ori's place.
"Only thing is it's getting dark, I don't wanna get caught in the pitch black outside, I won't be able to see.. I need to take the fastest shower of my life!"
*2 hours later*
"Dang I ain't even gonna lie that shower was fire." She chuckles to herself, drying her hair.
"Oh shoot it's pretty dark out.. let me head out now I guess" She throws on her shoes, picks up her snack platter from earlier and runs to the door.
"HEY DAD, IMMA HEAD TO JESSICA'S FOR A SLEEPOVER IF THAT'S ALRIGHT."
"Alright, be back before 1pm tomorrow please, we have an event we're going to." He sighs.
"ALRIGHT!" She says rushing out the door.
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"Almost there, at least I think.. the end is near!" She says proudly.
She looks around trying to see whatever she could when she finally sees Ori's street address, and some small street lights in that area.
"Bingo! Must be her street. Let's head over and..-" She stops.
"Who is...-"
"That..?"
YOU ARE READING
My "Friendly" Stalker
Novela Juvenil"The names Ori, or Oriana Rouge. Typical high schooler that has sorta strict parents, and a best friend. While taking a jog with my best friend I come across... a guy. Not just any old guy either. Some could call him a playboy, or a bully, or just a...
