My Stalker (Rewriting)

Chapter 9 - Edited

As the sun shone through my curtains, I hissed. And with the hissing came to the continuation of me rolling off of my bed and falling down on my butt with a thud.

I groaned in frustration and mostly of pain and tried to make myself stand up. Mumbling profanities under my morning breath that still smelled like last night's curry, I waddled my way to the bathroom wearing my iconic Crocs.

And because my birthday would be on the next day, my phone was murdered by text messages from Lora who coerced me to go along with her to the mall in search of something I may want to wear for the next day. And some of those messages went a little like this:

(6:12 pm) Lora: r u free tom?

(6:12 pm) Lora: ur comin w/ me to the mall

(6:12 pm) Lora: i dont need to ask you to come. ur gonna come whether u want to or not.

(6:14 pm) Lora: u and me r gonna go hunting for cute boys.

(6:15 pm) Lora: ur coming unless there's an emergency like if your house is on fuego or if ashlee shot u in the head or if u forget to shave your pubes for a first date.

(6:15 pm) Lora: but i do pray that the last one will never happen.

(6:17 pm) Lora: what's ur cup size?

(6:18 pm) Lora: nvm we'll find out tom.

(6:28 pm) You: pls shut up.

I told her I wanted to go simple.

She said she knew that I wanted to buy but I was too much of a coward to say it.

When in reality, all I wanted to buy was duct tape to make her shut up.

Getting my butt in my beaten up SUV after thirty minutes of getting ready, I propped myself in the driver's seat and made my way to the mall.

Once I arrived, I could immediately see Lora from where I parked and from a distance, I could see two giraffes right beside her.

Because my eyes were nowhere near useful, I fished out for my glasses in my glove compartment and readjusted my vision.

And at that moment, I wanted to strangle that woman and tear her limb from limb.

I slammed my head against the steering wheel causing it to honk for a rather long period of time. Not wanting to remove my pompous head from the wheel, I screamed in frustration although no one could hear me.

Finally, I dettached my forehead and slammed the back of my head in frustration on the head rest. My hair was everywhere and I could see a mother and her child passing in front of my car and I'm sure that among the two of them, only the mother stared at me because her hands covered her daughter's eyes and walked faster. I didn't even fail to hear the words, "And this is why we go to church, Sally."

I gave them the finger salute and gave them a sudden honk. They jerked backward and I rolled my windows down before calling after them. "I went to Sunday school!"

And they sprinted across the driveway and into the mall's entrance.

Scoffing, I swung my purse over my shoulder and began to walk grudgingly towards Lora with a scowl on my face.

Once I was able to be several feet away from them, Will looked up from his phone with an eyebrow raised before sighing and putting his phone away along with his hands deep inside his pockets.

Furrowing my eyebrows at him, I turned to look at Ralph who seemed to be enjoying Lora's closeness.

"Hey, buddy!" Lora greeted me with clear awkwardness in the situation and slapped me hard on the back.