Written August, 8 2:48AM
"My name is Brayden Fresher I'm in the same English class with you, and I preferably sit right behind you. I have been watching you for a while now... But now I'm desiring more, let's meet up tonight @8 at Erin's if you don't show up I'll let your little secret out, and yes I know everything."The note tangled between my fingers as I danced towards Jessie's locker. I opened her unlocked locker, and slid the note inside preferably where she would see.
Some people may think I'm odd when really, they are all the strange ones. Everyone is living in a statement of oblivion going through life without having questions or desires to know about other people or the world we live in. Being considered odd I find it strangely amusing and a perk. Some people who never even get the chance to be called odd get tangled up in other people's lives, and ongoing events which they couldn't care less for yet they pretend, they smile, and they lie through gritted teeth.
As being considered odd I find it easy to not make friends, even the other ones considered odd wouldn't even dare come close to me. Tha
Rewritten August, 8 3:05AM
Sorry, sorry I was laughing so hard, pounding on the keyboard that it deleted half a section and now I have to fucking rewrite. Not like it's a problem with my memory, but more with my laziness... Well then again it's another one of my perks.
That reason is because I'm a psychopath or as far as they know a person who's really into mystery and laughs at horror films. I literally scared the principal from just walking behind him during lunch the other day.
"Brayden! You nearly caused me a heart attack" The principal said after jumping and clutching his chest.
I found this amusing, so I said "why principal? You were only heading in the same direction I was then again maybe I was following you unconsciously... I've been doing this a lot... What was it salad and an apple even though you would prefer Miss Springs Domain Burritos, right?"
He stared at me wide eyed and nearly hit the wall in front of him, it was quite hilarious.
Anyways, not having friends means I get to watch everyone from afar... Backstabbing, lying, laughing, and crying. I know everyone's weaknesses and they're cravings. Mathew Berks wants Cynthia Ratherburns in his pants while Cynthia Ratherburns wants handsome and young PE teacher, Ricky Dawson in her pants while Ricky Dawson wants to know how to fit into women's pants if you get what I mean... I mean it wasn't that hard to figure out when he makes us fucking watch Dietitian Recommended films and has us do squats. Then again like I said, everyone's oblivious.
So I waited patiently for Jessie to arrive, because I know she will. She arrived a little bit after 8PM and I almost felt like leaving right there and then but her pathetic half smile and wave towards me kept me lingering.
"H-hi Brayden, you wanted to see me?" She said smiling pathetically trying to seem like she wasn't freaking out inside.
"Uh yes" I said pathetically. "Follow me inside" I motioned towards Erin's and she nodded and followed me inside.
I found a spot by the window at the end of the cafe towards the right corner of the room.
"So..." She says.
"Do you know why this is my favorite spot to sit, Jessie?" I asked her nonchalantly.
"Huh?" She speaks abruptly then apologizes.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, God I hate repeating myself. "Try to listen I don't have all day"
"No, no, no it's not that I didn't hear you, I DID! Bu-but isn't there something else you want to speak to me about?"
"Oh so you did hear me, good then I won't have to repeat myself I really hate that" I said twitching just from the thought of having to.
She nodded her head stiffly, seeming scared. Why does this make me mad?
"Don't be scared, I hate that more than repeating?"
"That?" She asked scared and confused.
"People being scared of me" I mumble while letting my fingers tap the table. "Anyways this is the best spot because I get to see everyone, I get to know what everyone's doing at a far distance"
"When you say things like that of course people would be" she mumbled.
"Huh?" I state.
"Why are you doing this? Why did you leave that note ... Do you really know?" She states leaving no room to answer each question.
"I'm surprised a waiter hasn't come by yet" I say with a grin.
"Why are you not answering me?" She asks impatiently.
"And why are you so impatient?" I laughed. "Even in school you couldn't stand when your boyfriend was talking to his friends instead of you"
"How'd you know that?" She states shocked.
"How could I not? I sit behind you... Anyways being able to watch everyone from this seat it's quite safe isn't it?"
"Huh?" She asks confused.
I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Safe. Right?"
"With you now.. No" she states seeming strangely more confident.
"No? Hmm well different people, different opinions"
"Do you have a grudge against me?" She asks seeming annoyed.
"Impatient" I sigh.
"You do, don't you?" She says annoyingly.
"I'm bored" I state and got up abruptly. "I'll make use of you later" I said as I got up and grabbed her phone from bag.
"Hey what are you doing?!" She yells as I dial in her password and call my phone.
"I'll call you" I state and tossed her her phone.
She grabbed my arm ambitiously. "How did you know my password?"
"I sit behind you, do you not listen to a word I say? You should also know how I know your secret by now to? Why is everyone in this god damn world so oblivious?" I stormed off out of Erin's and made sure to note down to write a bad review later on. Even though I could see everyone, they couldn't see me and that pissed me off.

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Thoughts of a Pyschopath
Mystery / ThrillerDay One: Target Jessie Brayden knows something about Jessie and uses it against her, though things may get complicated since he likes her.