•Sixty One•

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I knock on Connor's door and he eventually opens it up and pulls me inside. "Took you long enough. Your street is scary as fuck if you hadn't already realized-"

He covers my mouth and my words are now mumbled. "Stop talking." He whispers.

"Why?" My words are still mumbled.

"I'm listening for something."

He doesn't let go of my mouth so I bite his hand and he winces.

"Ouch-what the fuck, Kayla?" I laugh at that.

"What are you listening for?"

He places a finger on his mouth and shooshes me before holding onto my hand and pulling me up the stairs with him.

We walk to a door covered in stickers and a do-not-enter sign. "Whose room is this?" I whisper.

He doesn't respond and only places his ear to the door. He slowly turns the knob and just before we're in, a girl jumps out from behind it and taps him. "You're it!" She exclaims. She has blonde short hair and striking blue eyes. Basically, the complete opposite of Connor.

Connor groans and I laugh. "We were quiet just because you guys were playing tag?"

The girl smiles. "Oooh, you're pretty. Are you guys a thing or something?"

I shake my head with a smile. "I have a boyfriend and we just met."

She nods. "Anyway, I'm Kenzie."

"Mikayla."

"Oh, I know who you are." She says, walking over to her bed and making it.

"What do you mean?" I walk towards her with furrowed brows.

"You're super popular at school. People refer to you as the girl who has the weird stalker?" She shrugs. "I'm not sure but I've seen you around a few times, too. If you need any help on finding out who it is, I'd say it's Genevieve."

"How do you know all this?" Connor asks. Even he was confused.

"Some girls in my class told me about it. Most people even knew that you were only fake dating Jace too, though I don't really know how. And, whoever the stalker is leaked this picture."

She showed us her phone. It was a picture of Jace and I kissing.

Kenzie takes it back and swipes. "And this one." The picture of Phoenix and I talking. "And this." A picture of me and Connor hugging. She turned off her phone and shoved it in her pocket. "Some other kids in my class think you're just a whore but I know all those superstitions aren't true."

I give her a small smile. "Thanks for believing in me."

"No problem. I'd love to talk more but I have to get to ballet. Connor? Drop me?"

He nods and she leaves the room with her bag. "Come with?"

"I'll stay here-"

"Mikayla, it may have sounded like a question but it wasn't." He gives me a fake smile before grabbing my arm and pulling me with him outside to his car. We dropped Kenzie at a ballet studio only fifteen minutes away. "You hungry?"

"Not really." I play with my curls.

"Well, Jace told me you always are so we're going to Inside Out." He turns on another street.

I chuckle and my phone suddenly turns on on it's own. "What the." I grab it and read Tracking Location.

"What is it?"

"Connor, I don't know! They're tracking me!" My breathing gets heavy and I feel like everything around me is spinning in circles. "They're gonna kill me. They're gonna find me and kill me slowly!" Tears prick my eyes.

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