Chapter 1: Black hoodies and Sneaking in

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Okay. So its currently 11pm and I'm trying to sneak back into my house. And let me crush your suspicions like my dreams.

No, I wasn't at a party.

No, I wasn't at a guys' house.

But Yes, the obvious I got locked in my school after I fell asleep in a music room.

You may be asking then why didn't she just call someone. Here is your answer, I left my phone at home because I woke up late for school.

Why did I wake up late? I am a bloody teenager what do you expect.

Back to the point, I unhinged the latch to my front gate and start to push when an ear piercing creak hits me.

"Shitballs," I whisper yelled and looked around to see if my family had somehow gotten out of bed and came outside without me seeing. However, I don't see my parents I see something more frightening a shadow of someone staring at me from across the street.

Murderer. Stalker. Paedophile... Hot person of the male species?

I took a double take. So... it may have been a triple take. He was wearing all black. To be honest he looked really creepy. I could only see a bit of his face because his hood was covering half of his face.

"Hello, the creepy man staring at me whilst I try to sneak into my home," I whispered whilst waving being polite. He waved back a slight smile forming on his face.

I turned back around and quickly pushed open the gate. Because you know if you do it quickly It won't make a sound. Wow, the logic of a teenager named Tiffany.

I shut the gate as quick as I opened it and look to where the hot, creepy guy was standing. But he wasn't even there it was as if he disappeared. Or probably a more realistic idea he walked away. I shrugged it off and continued sneaking into my home.

I reached the door and pushed it open as soon as I did an ear piercing alarm went off.

Can this day get any worse?

I struggled to get to the tablet that controls the house to turn the alarm off. After about 15sec I found the tablet and turned the alarm off. But it was too late. They had arisen. I could feel the glare of my parents and turned to see them greeting me at the hallway with their arms crossed. I'm in deep shit now.

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