The glasses of Celeise Dowlman (discontinued)

Ch.3

Ello everyone!!!! I personally like this story, that is why I have been updating like everyday.... I can't stop writing this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I am being unfair to my other stories, so I plan on updating Ordinary? and Don't Die a Virgin this weekend......

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Okay, this chapter is Kyle's and Celeise's POV

Enjoy!!!!

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Kyle POV

Celeise is a very scheduled person. After school each day she goes to the library until six o'clock, then takes the long way home. Then each morning she tends to be in a rush, and takes the quickest way to school while eating toast.

This makes my goal extremely easy. She is also very unobservant. I walk past her lunch table multiple times a day to observe the few conversations she has. Yesterday I heard her and her friends making plans to stay late in the library and work on a project today.

I almost laugh, this is too easy. I almost feel bad for taking that dudes money. I wonder why nobody else thought of this. I must be the only one willing to try it.

I sit at the lunch table unable to hide my smirk.

Nick looks at me. "You have a plan?" He asks

"Of course I do." I reply with a smile. "Tonight. Its all going down tonight."

He looks sat me unsure. "Don't get too cocky. I think its going to be harder than you think."

I roll my eyes and look over at her. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Three hundred bucks here I come, I think to myself. I watch Celeise close her book innocently and get up and go to class like a good girl would. I smile, enough of that.

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Kyle POV

Its nine o'clock. I'v been watching them for three hours now. What I do for three hundred bucks.

I see them start to pack up. The other girls laugh and plan on sleeping at each others houses, but I know Celeise would never do something like that. I'v been watching her for less than five days and I'v already realized how reserved she is.

She's not shy, cute, reserved. She's mean, annoying, and does not want anything to do with the rest of the human race. Such a joyful person she is.

She slowly walks out if the library and starts to take the long way home. I follow her from a safe distance for mast of the time. Then I see my turn off.

I pick up speed to get in front of her. That's not very hard considering how slow she walks. I always wonder why that is. Does she hate her home?

I shrug off the thought. Now I need to be focused. I crouch down in the shadows and wait for her to walk by. The alley is dark and dirty. Its most commonly used for hiding in when the cops are chasing you. I wonder why she takes this alley everyday. You would think a girl like her would take the lit streets all the way home.

It's not long before I hear small, light foot steps. I adjust my self so I'm ready to jump. I can see her figure. I jump.

She screams.