On my way to the parking lot I felt as if I were being followed, so me being the paranoid person that I am turned around to see that there is no one there. I walked a tad bit faster to my car and out of nowhere have someone put a hand over my mouth. The deep masculine voice said "I'll let you go if you dont scream." I started to yell at this unknown person but my words were muffled by his hand. He slowly let me go and I turned around and glared daggers at him. "Whats the matter with you?!" I yelled. He stood there staring at me wide eyed. "Who the heck are you and why did you cover my mouth, are you a child malester cause if you are I have mace and Im not affraid to use it. Wait! You're going to rape me arent you?" I pointed my finger at him and backed away slowly.
He smirked and said "They gave me a crazy one... great." I glared at him for a second before I turned around and ran for my car. Before I could close the door he grabbed it and said "Where are you going? We need to talk." I closed the door and rolled the window down so only a slight breeze could enter. "Look, I dont know who you are or what you want, I just want to go home." With that said I put the car in reverse and drove and drov out of the school parking lot.
When I got home I ran inside and up to my room throwing my bag on the floor and ran a hand through my long curly brown hair. I went over to my computer and checked Facebook. Sometimes I wonder why I have one if I barley get on.There was a knock at the door and the sound of my mothers voice on the other side, "Sweety, can I come in?" I closed my computer and said "Uh yeah sure." She walked in and sat on my bed. "What is it?" I said turning in my chair to face her. I know it may seem like I dont like my mother but its just how our relationship is. My mother looked up with a giddy smile on her face and her cheeks flushed. "There is a really handsome boy down stares that wants to talk to you." She said. "A boy?" I asked wide eyed. She nodded and stood up I along with her and headed downstairs. What boy could posssibly know where I live, I asked myself. The only boy I ever talked to was snot nose Johnny when I offered him a tissue and that was last week.
When I got to the last step I looked up only to realize who the 'boy' was. It was the same guy from the parking lot earlier at school. I made my way over to him before turning around to see if my mom was still in the room. 'Good she left'. I looked back over at him only to bump right into his chest. I put my hands on his chest and took a step back only for him to take a step forward. "Would you stop." I said. He smirked and went to sit down in the living room. I stood staring daggers down at him, I wish I could wipe that smirk off his face. He looked back at me, gesturing for me to sit down, like it was his house. Pft Im only sitting down cause I want to not because he gestured. I sat a seat away from him and said, "Well, what do you want? No dont answer that. How do you know where I live, did you follow me home or something." He looked at me before he cleared his throat. "Like I said, we need to talk."
"Im sorry, but you still didnt answer my question and besides I dont know who you are and until you give me some answers to that question, we are not talking." He shook his head and mumbled something that sounded like 'Just like your mother, stubborn.' I glared at him and said, "I heard that." He nodded and rubbed at his chin before saying "Im......Ian nice to meet you."
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