The Stalker Project

Chapter 4: I'm A Plant, Not A human!

A/N Here is a picture of Cole Winters.
-Chace Crawford

As Alison listened intently to Ruben and Julian's conversation she felt a looming presence behind her. For a while she tried to ignore the feeling. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. This stalker business isn't that easy.

Despite telling herself this, she still couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching her. Hoping to dear God, it was just her paranoia she continued listening.

"Ahem." Alsion jumped up in surprise, and then froze. Holy swiss cheese sandwich mounted of a bagle! Slowly she turned.

"What exactly are you doing?" Cole stood infront of her, a bemused eyebrow arched above and hands folded defensively. For a minute Alison just stood there staring at the blue eyed boy.

Her life was now officially over! There was nothing left of it. Wait a minute, wasn't she wearing a scarf and glasses to cover her face? So at least her identity wasn't revealed...yet.

Please think I'm Plant and not a human. Alison mentally begged. But she knew it was too good to be true. She was caught, eavesdropping on a conversation she had no business in and in someone's house she wasn't invited to.

"Umm..." She muttered. Cole stood unmoving. Run, she willed herself. And run, she did, like the wind.

Lame, lame. Lame! Alison screamed at herself. But at least I'm safe.

"Where are you running off to?" Alison stopped dead in her tracks as Cole grabbed a hold of her arm. No! No! No! Oh for the love of King of lamas, no!

"Please don't get me wrong. I was only searching for my contacts." The excuse sounded sketchy even to her.

"Let me get this straight. You were looking for your contact lenses,in my lawn, wearing a scarf and sunglasses?"

"Umm..yes." Cole quirked a brow.

"Are you sure?" He asked. Alison could see the laugh he was holding back.

"Yes..now can I leave?" Releasing her arm, Cole raised his own in the air like he was surrendering.

"Oh course. Off you go then."

"Off I go." Alison muttered.

"But before you leave...What's your name stalker?" Alison obviously had no intention of committing social suicide, so she ran.

Lame! She though again. But at least he doesn't know who I am.

"What happened?" Cody asked as Alison threw open his car door.
"Rush!" She demanded.

"I'm guessing you blew up?" He asked as he hit the gas pedal.

"It goes without saying." Catherine answered.

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"Holy cow!" Catherine stared at Alison. "This is...insane. So he was just standing there and you were busy shaking you ass around?"

"Oh shut up." Alison yelled into into a pillow.

"What now? Did the Person message you about what to do next?" By the person, Cody referred to their blackmailing vengeance seeking source of information.

"No I didn't- wait a minute...Where's my phone?" Alison yelled. She ran a panicked hand over her jeans pocket. Not being able to find it, she ran outside to Cody's car.