My stalker

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The next morning I woke up in a much better mood, I hopped out of bed and did my daily routine, shower, brush my teeth etc. Today the weather looked slightly windy, so I decided on wearing a long sleeved black printed sweater with my black leather leggings 
and a black coat, with brown ankle boots. I layers my outfit out on the bed and put lotion on my body, I then decided not to put on a lot of make up, just filling my eyebrows and a coat of mascara, because I felt lazy i threw my hair into a messy bun leaving a few strands out,I sprayed some perfume on and got dressed making sure to get my phone and channel Handbag.
I strut down the stairs taking notice of how hungry I was. I made myself a bowl of captain crunch eating it quickly.
I grabbed the keys for the black Range Rover because it matched my outfit hehe and headed to the garage I got into the car carefully backing out and speeding off, I turned on the radio to hear fetty wap I couldn't help but scream the lyrics "BABY WONT YOU COME MY WAAAAYY, GOT SOMETHING I WANT TO SAAAYYYY, BUT FIRST OFF IMMA START BY SAYING THIS AYYYEE!!"
I was officially in the best mood until I hear my phone buzz, turning
Down the music a little I look at the screen only to see a text from that stupid ass unknown number, I decided to answer when I get to school because I was NOT dying today hell nah.
Seeing as I had arrived at school I hopped out my baby making sure to lock it behind me. I strutted my way into the school heading straight for my locker. Putting  in my combination, I quickly dumped my shit in there and shutting it only to become face to face with a smirking Justin Bieber, at this point I swear I was ready to get a restraining order against him.
"Ugh! What do you want fuck face huh?!"
" you baby" the way he spoke sounded oddly familiar to those stalker messages I've been receiving, I just shrugged it off and blocked him out as I carried on down the hallway to History with him trailing behind me like a lost puppy.
" know what why don't you go talk to your lil girlfriend Ashley instead of annoying the fuck outta me!"
Justin's PoV:
" oh her? She's just a fuck and go babygirl" I smirked at her reaction, she looked at me in horror.

Neiceys PoV:
I stared at him in shock and horror
" you're disgusting I hate you"
" I know babygirl hate sex is always the best" he stated.I gave him the dirtiest glare I could muster up. I made it just in time for the bell to class and took my seat at the back, Justin busted through the door surprisingly sitting 2 seats away from me thanks the Lord. I saw him rapidly type something on his phone from the corner of my eye before shoving it into his pocket, at that exact moment I received a text from the unknown number I found it dodgy, something was definitely up. The text read

"Mmm babe you look delicious as always ;)"
Me: " Nigga hop tf out my life just wait until I find out who you are your dead" I swear to god when I find out who tf this fuck nigga is its up and popping in this bitch.
As soon as I sent the text I heard a ping come from Justin's phone causing the screen to brighten, indicating he just received a new message. At that point we bother looked up my face looking drained from blood with fear and horror, his face looking slightly nervous but a smirk still plastered on his face, with a playful glint in his eyes, in fact he looked so evil it was like sitting face to face with satan himself.
I have just discovered who my sick stalker is.............


A/n OHHH SHITTT FUCKITY FUCKBALLS GUYS!!!! * that's so raven moment* OH SNAP
Guys what did you think of this chapter please let me know okay cause I'm really excited about this book and hope it gets better alright y'all know what to do ADIOS MI BITACHOS

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