Goodbye? Sequel to 'hello'

Summer #3

"LAST DAY OF SCHOOL TIM! MIDDLE SCHOOL NEXT YEAR!"
"YES!" Tim shouted, he's started to talk a lot more especially when he hangs out with me, uncle Mark is very happy about that. We're 11 now so it's middle school next year where we will begin to understand what high school will be like. We linked arms and waited in the playground for our dads to pick us up. While waiting we played some games e.g paper scissors rock, truth or dare ect. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a woman staring at us. She has short brown hair and quite a bit of pale makeup. She's just staring at us weirdly.

"Tim." I whisper. "There's a person behind us staring at us." His face goes pale, none of us like it when this happens. I just hope it's a fan. I see my dads car turn around the corner, the person leaves but I still feel her eyes burning into me as I leave with dad, Tim in the backseat.
"Hey dad?" I ask.
"Yeah?" He replies, he still looks quite young for a 38 year old father.
"Um, have you ever had a stalker?"
The car jolts.
"No." He lies.
"Oookay." He's a terrible lier, it reminds me of when I was younger and we just moved into the other house. I can't quite remember the words fully but... I mean... stalker stuff seems familiar. I'm going to go hunting for it when I get back home.

We drop Tim off at his and I go into my room, dad has to make a video for his work. Also I'll be starting making videos in a couple of years, I'm so excited. Tim, me and a couple of my other friends are going to help, they know who my dad is but promised not to tell anyone. I go over to the attic ladder and pull it down, he would either keep this... stuff in his room or in the attic. I climb up into the attic and try to be as quiet as possible, dad doesn't like me going in here, so more chance then. There's boxes everywhere, probably mums things or fanmail. After slowly walking around one side of the attic the ground squeaks, sending a jolt into my heart. I walk quickly to the other side of the attic and find a board with some pictures and that word again, from five years ago. REVENGE. That's what it was. I go white. The woman that me and Tim saw today... she's on dads revenge plan. This-this isn't good.

I hear some muffled screaming of dads outro below me. Time to get out. I snag a picture of the board before I leave. The anxiety in me increasing. I slowly run over to the ladder and make my way down, I push the ladder back up, everything clicking back in place just as dad walks out of the room.
"What's up?" He asks looking concerned at my sweaty state.
"Nothing, just... waiting for you?" I say instantly cringing.
"Why?" He frowns.
"Asking if you wanna make a cake with me?" He'll have to believe this.
"Oh, sure!" He smiles. Father-daughter bonding!

After getting all the ingredients from the cupboard and starting to make the cake dad said my name.
"Y/n?" I seize up, he must've heard me.
"Yeah?"
"Have I told you about how your mum told me she was pregnant, with you?" I stop tensing.
"Actually no, TELL ME!" I shout, eager to hear about mum.
"Well, she made a cake and iced it with two different colours, we didn't know your gender back then but it didn't matter. She had surprised me with the best gift ever, a cake." He smiled sadly.
"Oh my gosh, I need to do that for my future husband." I laugh.
"NOT AT- oh you said future. Never mind." His good ol dad laugh shows.

We finish making the cake and I go to my room with a slice. This holidays I'm going to investigate.