Putting on my cardigan, I grabbed my keys, book bag, and purse then headed down stairs.
I'm so glad Jasper is back, but he will be leaving again in like 4 or 5 days. Seems like he really did enjoy seeing Emma again. But now that I think about it, I haven't talked to Emma at all lately. It's weird. I used to talk to her all the time and now I barley remember her. Am I a bad friend for doing that? I bet it happens. Plus, I have a lot going on with school and stuff.
"Morning sweetie."
I'm just glad today is Friday, so I can rest and relax. School has been stressful lately.
"Morning dad. What time are you going to get home?"
I thank him and he passed me a fresh made waffle with orange juice. Just as I was about to ask my strawberries, he gave me a bowl full of them cut up.
"I should he home by the time you get here. I'm going to get off around 1 or so; just depends if I want to have my last meeting."
How my dad deals with all his work is beyond me. I'm surprised he doesn't have any grey hairs from stress. But now that I think about it, I don't think my dad has ever been stressed.
"Must be nice. I'm just glad today is Friday. I'll get to relax."
I feel like I haven't been getting much sleep at all. It's that feeling when you feel like you just closed your eyes and then your alarm rings, you know? When it just feels like you slept for one second.
Recently I've been feeling like someone is watching me. Not the like starker that wants to kidnap you, but the kind where you just feel like they are keeping an eye out for you. You know? I honestly don't know how to explain, but the feeling is there.
"Did you sleep okay? Nightmares you haven't been telling me about? Anything?"
To my dad I probably do look like a zombie or something. From what I could remember, I haven't had any nightmares in a while, maybe years.
"I'm fine. No nightmares."
I watched as my dad looked at me closely.
"Are you eating well?"
Did he really just ask me that question? He is the one who watches me eat everyday. Like literally, he cooks for me. He cooks my food. Is he not seeing me eating right now?
"Okay, I'll admit that was a stupid question. But honey, are you sure you're okay? Remember you can tell me anything."
Maybe I should tell about me feeling like I'm being watched. I don't think that it will help at all, but at leas it's something. I tell my dad everything. Maybe I shouldn't keep this from him.
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As I was putting my books in my locker, someone came up behind me and yelled in my ear. I probably just 5 feet in the air.
Why can't people just say hey or make their presence noticeable in a normal way? One day I'll have a heart attack from all of these hellos or whatever you want to call them.
When I turned around, I was ready to yell at either Aiden or Jasper. I stopped right before I could say anything, because it wasn't Aiden or Jasper in front of me. In fact, I don't know who this person is.
I know I'm not much of a crowd person, but I'm positive I've never seen this guy in my life. He doesn't even look like he should be in high school. College? Maybe.
I say he is like 21 or about to turn/ just turned 22. He isn't ugly at all. He has darkish blue eyes. His hair is black (maybe as dark as Aiden's) and his skin is somewhat pale.
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