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               Chases p.o.v.

I watched the black car drive away with my phone pressed up against my ear. “hey. HEYYYY. Chase, you there?" I snapped back into reality. “yea, sorry", I replied. “what are you doing", he asked. “uh, standing here", I said, utterly confused.

“WHAT?" Taylor shouts into the phone, making me wince.“you must follow her, now" he adds. “But why? Thats like, really really creepy.", I pointed out. "you need to know where she is, so you can help her, but it can't be obvious. At least not to anyone but her." I rolled my eyes at his answer, and groaned internally. I harshly tapped my phone with my finger, hanging up on him.

Moving into the shadows, I followed her black car. She turned onto the main road, left onto a side road, straight for awhile, and about 5 turns later we made it to her house. I silently stood there, looking at their run down looking house. It was two storys and white with green trimming. There was a small porch on the front, with a grill, and a swing, along with a few chairs. The whole place looked very cozy.

After they had walked into the house, I retreated into the small forest behind their house, texting Taylor.

-hey, um im at the house, what do i do now.

-you have to wait and learn their patterns and stuff if you want to talk to her.

I smiled a little, replying with - so i pretty much am a helpfull stalker now right?

-exactly;) good luck

I locked my phone and shoved it into my back pocket,sitting down crosslegged, ready for a long week.

*************************************************time jume to 3 days laiter*********

I have camped out in the forest for the last three days, and while doing so I learned three things: one, she wakes up near 10, two, she draws and reads, three, her family loves fast food. Also that her parents leave for a few hours a day

I picked up my phone and called Taylor. “I'm going to talk to her today." I heard a loud ghasp. “What?!", he half-yelled. “I'm doing it today you idiot", I said painfully, trying not to laugh. “sure, go ahead, but it's early, and if you get cought, have fun explaining it, you stalker", he sassed me.

“you know you love me" I smiled laughing again.  “haha whatever", he said, and i could practically see him rolling his eyes. “bye", I heard and with a loud click,  the call cut off. Still smiling at his dorkiness. Haha he's so cute, I thought. Wait WHAT. No focus. Ugh.

Looking back up i remembered my mission, and pushed that thought out of my head. I had to wait about ten minutes to find her window, then somehow, talk to her without her running. Damn, I thought, this will be really hard . Sighing, I looked up at the door.

I watched from the tree line as her dad, a tall, stalky, skinny man, got into a white four door car. That means I have five minutes to figure out what I was doing. Checking ny watch again, it was 8:30. It's time. As her mother walked out, I stalked up to the house, and looked for her window.

After I walked around it, I realized how obvious it was which one was hers. It was covered with pictures, posters, and paper. Not to mention the small balcony outside had a large mural. I looked over to see her mother's black car pull out and drive away, and let out my wings. Literally.

Silently I flew up to her balcony and landed catlike on the ground of it, and sat down in one of the plastic chairs. I made sure my wings were once again hidden, as my tattoos. It's a trick I got for coming to earth, my wings only appeared as wings and worked when I wanted them to. Other than that, they appeared as black tattooed wings on my shoulder blades.

I yawned and started nodding off. Closing my eyes, I started relaxing. I jumped up immediately when I heard a sharp intake of breath. Looking up, I saw the pale cream haired girl again, this time she was wide eyed, and quickly turned paler and paler.

IT WAS HER.

SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SO MUCH LATELY. I have been so busy with school starting and doctors and so many other things. I promise I will try to update so much more often. thanks.     

                                                      ~little red

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