The Prince And The Bad Boy

8. Stalker Monkey

I was just doing my Algebra homework, when I got a text from an unknown number. I pick up my phone to see the message.

Unknown: Hey..

Me: Who are you?

Unknown: Just someone you know.

Who is this?

Me: Where did you get my number from?

Unknown: I have my contacts.

Me: Tell me who are you and what do you want?

I know it sounds like me being too much serious. Like they do in movies, right?
Usually teenagers play along with people like this online. But I really don't like to. It's not safe. It can be anyone right? Maybe a murderer? Or a drug dealer? Who knows? I don't want be involved in this kind of life so early. I mean, never.

Unknown: You'll be at Ben's party tomorrow, right?

I switch off my phone. I don't want to get more involved in this. Who can this be?
Whatever. Just finish your homework Katherine and then you can sleep peacefully.

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"So what are you going to do? I mean, he can be a hot guy from the school and this can be the start of your love story and you both will marry and have kids whom I'll spoil or he can be a skinny guy with glasses who has a secret crush on you and trying to talk to you and make you fall in love with him." Tristy says trying to find a dress in my closet.I told her about that unknown number.

Currently, we are at my house getting ready for the party. Tristy thinks I'll not dress hot enough for the party so she came over to help me get ready as always.

"Yeah right. You're not invited in the wedding." I reply scrolling through Instagram.

"Nooooo. You can't do that to me. I'll barge in anyway. No one can stop me." She says pouting.

"What about this dress?" She says holding up a red short tight dress with cuts on waist side.

"No. That's too short and sexy. I don't know why I even have that dress?"

"Okay then. I am wearing this one. Your loss." She says continuing the dress hunt in my closet.

"Hey. What if it's that Jacob guy from gym? He looks at you in a weird way whenever you stretch or play. That guy with skinny legs. Remember?"

"I hope it's not him." I say making a disgusted face. And then my phone vibrated. It was a message.

"Hey! A new message from him." I say standing up and opening the message.

Unknown: Hope to see you at the party at Ben's. Dress sexy ;)

Tristy and I both read the message and then look at each other.

"He'll be there. We'll try to find him!" Tristy says being all detective type.

"He said dress sexy. I feel like wearing hoodie and sweatpants now. Can I, Tristy?" I hope to get a nod from her. But in return, she throws a black dress on my face.

"You're wearing that!" She says pointing a finger at me.

It's a cute plain black dress. And I have no other choice but to wear it. We start getting ready for the party.

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We reach at Ben's house after 15 minutes drive. We knew his address because most of the parties are hosted at his house and we've been to some.