It's been a week since the creeps been texting. I don't get break. My phone goes off none stop. THERE DRIVING ME CRAZY! I decided to turn my phone off and put it away to try and get some rest. I'm exhausted. Tomorrow is the first day of summer. I'm going on a date with Zach to the pool.
I wake up around 10:45 and start to get ready. I packed my stuff and turned my phone back on. Zach said he's on his way. Now my anxiety started up. What if he doesn't like me in a bathing suit? What if he won't like my hair or outfit? What if I smell?
I put extra body spray on and make sure everything was perfect. I mean he is the 3rd hottest guys in our school and I'm surprised that he wanted to go out with me. I ran downstairs and watched out the window. When he pulled up I told my mom bye and went out. I got in the car and blushed as he smiled staring at me.
As he pulled off I got out my phone and opened. As I read the messages from the sick fuck, one caught my eye, "My dear Ashley, do not worry about Zach. He will not get between. Pinky promise. Love you!<3 Also you have a very gorgeous!! Forever and always, your true love!". I nearly threw up.
