Me, My Notebook & I

Chapter 04

As soon as the words fly out of his mouth, I find myself shooting him one question after the other without even taking my breath. "Who are you? And how did you get my number? Do you come into my room every day to leave me a message in the notebook? Are you stalking me?" I just can't believe that the person I've been trying to reach actually contacted me. I want to ask him all the questions that have been circling my mind for the past week before he hangs up.

"Listen. All I want is to change your life; for better or for worse... I really don't know. All that you need to know is that you need me now. For that reason, I appeared in your life. Be patient and by time you'll know who I am!" Answered the voice playfully while singing the last part, sending shivers through my body. This appears to amuse him...

"What...?" I mutter confusedly and when I regain my composure from the initial shock of having him answer me, I fire back, "I have the right to know who you are! And why would you come into my life and interfere with it without telling me why? Why would I even need you?"

The voice is silent for a few minutes...then he closes the call without answering any of my questions! What the hell? How dare he appear in my life and try to "change" it without asking me or even telling me? And who is he?

I sit on my desk, phone in hand, hoping that he will call me back so that I'd get my answers. Unconsciously, I pick up my pen and start scribbling in the paper in front of me, lost in my own thoughts. If he's a stalker and I listen to what he says, what will he gain from his actions? What if I'm assuming the worst and he's simple someone who has a secret crush on me or something.

Still, how can he expect me to get to know him and like him back if he's hiding from me? Maybe he is with me in school! Dave? Billy? Jack? What the hell! He's making me suspect everyone around me.

What if I call him? Will he pick up? If he did, I can just ask him one question that can make me exclude a lot of assumptions in my mind. Do you like me? He can be a secret admirer... a creepy one who enters my room when I'm not here, but, still, potentially harmless. But what difference does that make? If his answer yes, I still have no idea who he is. Same situation if the answer is no.

Oh! I know! I'll ask him if he's with me in school and if we know each other or no. This question will help me a lot. And whatever his answer is, it will narrow down my options, making me one step closer to finding out exactly who he is!

I hold my mobile phone and open my received list. The unknow number is the first one on the list. My finger hovers over the number for a few seconds without touching. Chills erupt over my entire body leaving me cold and scared from what I'm about to do. I tentatively touch the number and slowly raise the phone to my ears as it rings.

As soon as I hear a voice, my heart stops beating but then I register what I'm hearing.

"The number that you're trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

An exhale escapes my lips as my heart starts beating again. But then fury grips me. He closed his number without giving me answers! I put my head in my hands on the table and let the anger consume me. He is toying with me. He called just to taunt me and before I could get any answers he hangs up. If he wasn't planning on revealing himself why would he call me?

Thinking so hard hurt my head. I think I'm starting to get a headache again...

"Lucina." Mum's voice wakes me up for school. I open my eyes and smile at her as always to let her know that I'm finally up.

"Good morning, mum." My voice comes out sleepy and low.

"Good morning, sweetie. Come on, wake up. You have school today." She walks over to the window and opens it; enabling the sunshine rays to make their way inside, lighting up my room and waking me up much quicker.