Oh.. It was Blaire talking to me. I thought it was the telepath.
"Sorry, What did you say?" I asked her.
"I said.. How did i come here?" she asked
"Oh.. I umm I saw you across the street like you were gonna faint. So i caught you before you fell and took you to my house and waited for you to wake up" I lied. She wouldn't believe me if i said that you were stabbed awhile ago and then lots of blood and blah blah.. What! Speaking of the stab
Where's her cut and the blood??
"Oh.. Well i guess I owe you big time huh." she said
"Nah, no biggy" i answered.
"Um.. Mackeil right?" she asked.
"Call me Mack." i said
"We're in the same class aren't we?" she asked.
Talk about coincidences. You are such a genius! You just knew that now!
When you always stare at me! Congratulations!!
"Yeah.." i said
"Well then, I'll treat you next time. Its kinda late so i better go home" she said
"I'll take you home." i said.. Gentleman rule no. 3 Thou shall not let Thy pretty Girl Home
well.. For me that is.
"Oh really? Thanks!" she smiled.
So i walked her home and we talked about "stuff"
And when i was walking back.. I kinda felt like someone was following me.
But hell with that.! I don't care.
By the time i got home,
I went to bed and slept..
"pssst"
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