The Stalker

5

"Good luck! You'll do fine." Meghan said as she pat on my back and gave me a hug. But the truth is, I wasn't fine. Not even near what you consider to being 'fine'. I was nervous as hell. But, I can't chicken out of this. It was too late.

"Good luck, babe! Oh and if you get along with him well, hook me up with some of the seniors." Cara said, then she hugged me but making me kind of tense. What if I get along with him? What will happen? What if he's a creep? "Jokes, Nix. Don't be so tense."

"You sure you don't want me to come?" Annie said as she looked at me seriously. "Cause, It's okay you know, I can-"

"Ann, it's fine. I can do this. God, I'm like a toddler going to kindergarten. I am going to be fine." I said to them as we all got into a group hug. Then, I walked out of the door.

Breathe, Nix. Breathe. You are going to be fine.

The cool breeze made me more nervous. I hate cold weather, as weird as it sounds. I should be used to the cool weather, but I don't know why I never got adjusted to it like the rest of the family. 

What if he's a serial killer? What if he uses that black-voodoo-magic thingy magingy? like in the Chucky movie. I should have really considered this. Holy shoot.

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He's a normal guy. He's a normal guy. I keep reminding myself.

When I got to the park, I checked my watch. It's 5:55. Well, I'm five minutes early, I thought. I sat on the bench and pulled my phone out of my pocket. He didn't even messaged me or anything. Aah right, he's trying to be mysterious, got it. Well he better be hot or all this waiting and makeover isn't worth it. What am I saying, he's a douche.

Well, I am too lazy to answer messages or update anything. Snapchat? Nah, too dark. Candy Crush it is.

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I checked my watch again, it's 6:10. Where is he?

Just when I was about to get up and leave when a crumbled paper got thrown and landed in my head, then fell to the grass. How convenient. Why use messaging when you can go back to what it's like in the 70s? I thought sarcastically.

I opened the crumpled paper and it said:

"I'm in the tree behind you. ;) - JJ" wink face and initials. Gross. Then, I threw the paper into the trash. I walked to the tree behind me as I looked around. Nope, no one there. Please don't let it be a kidnapper. I prayed.

I was about to walk out of the park, knowing this was just a joke to him when someone grabbed me by the wrist.

"Aaaaahhh!" I screamed right into someone's ears. I am actually having a heart attack. Yeah, you can tell I am not used to these situations as I am very afraid of horror movies, like legit. I looked at the figure  in front of me who was wearing a black hoodie that covered his whole damn face.

"Ssshhh." He said as he put his index finger on my lips, still holding my wrist. I swat his finger away like it was a fly.

"What the fuck? Who are you?" I said, pretending not knowing who he is.

"I'm Jesse. Jesse Johnson. I'm sure you've heard of me." he said as he opened his hood. Well, no shit. I thought.

"I have so many questions to ask." I said to him. "But first, let go of my wrist."

"I've got time." he said as he winked, still holding my wrist. Grooooss. Definitely not falling for him. God, that smirk though.

"Yea," I said pointing to where his arm is holding my wrist, "but first let go of me."

He chuckled as he walked, still holding my wrist, towards the bench where I sat. This guy is stubborn.

"I'm sorry, this was a weird way I thought of getting to know each other." he said as we sat on the bench. Blue eyes and brown haired..... not my type. 

"First, who are you? Not name, but just in general. Are you a student? baker? killer?" I said.

"What? I'm a student, not a killer nor a baker. Come on, I'm sure your friends have given you all the details about me." He said. "I mean, I'm Jesse Johnson." Cocky.

"Well, I'm just going to lea-" I said getting up as he pulled me back into the bench.

"Wait, I'm sorry that was cocky. I-I just want to get to know you." he said, stuttering a bit. "Well, uhm.."

"I don't have forever, you know. Just tell me why you added or followed possibly every social media account of mine, giving me notes with gifts with your initials on it, which I know that it's you by the way. I'm not your typical dumb blonde. And why you want to meet me at the park at a friday night-" I said, a little bit out of breath. "You know, you get it." I do talk a lot, especially when I'm nervous.

"I don't know. This is what you girls considered romantic, right?" He said, fiddling with his hands. "Look, you don't like what you see?" He said lifting his shirt up showing his toned abs. Well, I'm not gonna lie that turns me on a bit. But no, I'm not cheap. And that's way too cocky of him to show that. Like, this guy just crossed my line.

"Excuse me?" I said. "What do you take me for? Girls in your grade? Oh, please. You know what, I'm just gonna leave. I am not dealing with you and your cocky attitude anymore." I said and stood up and walked away. He grabbed my wrist again and tighten his hand around it.

"I'm sorry. I just thought you would instantly hook up with me, I guess. Don't worry if you want to, it's our little sec-" Oh this guy is making me reaaal angry. Not in a seducing way or whatever.

"Sorry? Is that what you're going to say all the time? This is why I don't want to get involved with guys in senior, again!" Shit. Why did I say again.

"Again? Please, Nicolette, let me just-" He said.

"No. I won't accept your apology or explanation or whatever. In my eyes, you're now a stalker and a douche." I said cutting him off. "You know don't even ever think, I will fall for a guy like you." I said, walking away. He didn't grabbed my wrist this time. All I saw when I looked back was he was just standing there, staring at the ground.

Guys like those deserve a lesson. And to think, he would be nice, not cocky and act like freaking prince charming. I really need to wake up.

(A/N: For those of you who are wondering what Alexa (Nicolette's sister) looks like, the picture's on the side. Oh and Jesse is Sean O' Donnell, if you can't tell already from the cover.

Sorry if you think this chapter's a little bit short. I didn't want to write too much so people will actually be curious on what's going to happen the next time they meet.

What do you think of Jesse? You might hate him but I promise you, you will love him. Was Nicolette a bit too harsh on him or anything? I mean, that's how I would react if a guy did that or said those things to me tbh.

Comments and critics are welcome in the comment! :))