The Stalker #wattys2016

Class

(Michael)

Recap-

Everyone got up including Emma and I just waited until the crowd around the books died down a bit. Someone busted the door open creating a loud bang sound. All of our attention was directed towards the sound. The person who made the sound was none other than Michael.

End of recap-

(The way he looked at Gracie when he made eye contact with her)

Mr.Walker cleared his throat, "are you Michael Anderson?"

"Yut." Was all he said, never breaking eye contact with me.

I started to feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze so I looked away and shifted uncomfortably in my chair. "Please take a seat behind Gracie Rossi, Gracie can you raise your hand."

I groaned and reluctantly raised my hand. He walked down the isle of desks and when he got close to me he touched then squeezed my shoulder. I moved my shoulder roughly to get out of his grasp and I heard him chuckle. He sat behind me and I felt his eyes bore into the back of my head. Emma sat down beside me and I looked up and saw that there was only four kids in line so I got up and walked to the back of the line. I heard steps behind me and new it was Michael, but decided not to acknowledge him. Three people grabbed a book and went to go sit down at their desk again. "Hey Gracie." Nicholas, my friend said. I didn't even realize he was in front of me.

I looked up and smiled, "hey nicky, where've you been? I haven't seen you in school lately."

He leaned in and whisper, "ditched." Then grabbed a book, winked at me and left. I chuckled and shook my head. I bent down and grabbed a book when I felt someone grab my ass roughly. My body out of instinct shot up and I turned around. I glared at Michael and he smirked then wiggled his eyebrows at me. I slapped him. Everybody was talking so they didn't seem to hear the sound of me slapping that assholes face. He bit his lip, "damn, you like hitting me don't yah baby?"

I rolled my eyes, "don't.ever.grab.my.ass.again." I whisper yelled. He moved in closer so he our noses were almost touching. Then he smacked my ass and grabbed a book from behind me. He stood up straight and I glared daggers at him as I was about to yell at him he said, "What? You said never to GRAB your ass again, sooo...I smacked it instead." He gave me a smug look and walked to the side and gestured for me to go ahead first. I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. "You honestly think that I would go in front of you so you get a good view of my ass?" He chuckled and walked in front of me to his desk. I sighed and walked back to my desk too.

"Alright class, I'm going to assign you partners..." He didn't get to finish his sentence because everybody groaned. I hate it when teachers assign you partners. Odds are you get stuck with someone you don't like. "As I was saying," he brought his hand to his chest, "before I was rudely interrupted, was that I'm going to assign you partners and you will read the Odyssey and then discuss the story after you have finished the first part." Everybody groaned again and he just chuckled. He started calling out people who would be partners and I rested my head on my palm and looked out the window, tuning out everything that he was saying. I felt someone lightly playing with the ends of my hair and I turned back to see Michael twirling strands of my hair between his fingers. "What ya doin'?" I asked then pulled my head forward so my hair was out of his grasp. He looked at me and smiled. "I like your hair."
"Yeah well don't touch it."
"Gracie and Michael." My eyes shot to the teacher. I looked at back at Michael. He was giving me a smirk. I looked back to the teacher and he just finished calling out names, "uhhh, Mr.Walker?" He looked at me.
"Can I work alone?"

"No, I need you to get a different perspective on this story other than your own, and being with a partner would help you do that." I sighed out of frustration and packed my stuff then went back to sit next to Michael at the empty desk.

I opened my literature book and look down so my hair was blocking my face. He tapped my shoulder and I ignored him. He tapped my shoulder again and I still ignored him. After a couple minutes I felt his hand go onto my thigh. I looked up, and sighed. I looked over and glared at him. He had a big smirk on his face. I kept my eye contact with him and grabbed his hand then moved it roughly. He had a shocked expression at first, but that quickly turned into a smirk. I rolled my eyes and turned back to continue reading. His hand went on my thigh again and I grabbed it and attempted to move it, but it didn't budge. I felt him move up slowly. As I was trying to pry is hand off my thigh he continued to move up my thigh slowly. He was getting to close to my area, to close. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "listen here baby girl, if I wanna touch you, I'm gonna touch you." I shivered and he leaned back in his chair with a smug expression and his hand still on my thigh, dangerously close to my privates. I leaned in so my lips were near his ear, "keep touching me and find out what happens." I leaned back in my chair with a smug expression this time. He raised an eyebrow and bit his lip. "Is that a threat?"
"No, it's a promise." I gave him a big fake smile, teeth and all and moved his hand from my thigh. He was quiet for about five minutes until he asked me, "so who is this Nicky guy?" He said his name as though it were a bad taste in his mouth.
"None of your business." I muttered while my face was still in the book. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, "everything you do is my business." He let go and through the whole period I could feel his gaze on me, but I ignored him. He didn't attempt to touch me again, thankfully. When the bell rang I picked up my stuff the fastest I could and was about to bolt out the door when he grabbed my wrist.
"I'll see you later baby girl." I pulled my wrist roughly out of his grasp and bolted out of the classroom. I heard Emma call my name, but I didn't want to stay there with him. I went to my locker and got my gym clothes out. I walked down the hall to the gymnasium and went into the girls locker room.
(Her outfit, but not her)

I walked out of the girls locker room and opened the doors to the gym. I saw my friends and walked up to them. They were talking about the new kid; Michael. I groaned and rolled my eyes.
"Hey baby girl."
My body stiffened and I turned around slowly. There he was...
Michael.