Crimson

Chapter 3

        A few days ago this dude kept watching me very intently and I didn't know why. I kept feeling him stare at the back of my head and it took every nerve in my body not to turn around to face him. The teacher was explaining our history assignment. About how the notes we've gone over would really help us on the test, but the thing is that I could not keep my mind focused. Whoever was looking had to be looking very hard, because normally I woildn't notice. This guy was really starting to get on my nerves. I turned around to face this mystery person and found myself looking at a guy that had to be a least 6 feet tall. His eyes were a shade of green that was not often seen. His hair was jet black almost and I mean almost appeard to look like he dyed it that color. Almost, not quite. I spun around and realised while I was studying his features he himself seemed to stare right at me the enitre time. The bell rung just I had turned around. I quickly got out of class as soon as humanly possable and like speedy gonzalas went to my next class. Before I could get there I was slamed up against the wall.        

        "I know what you are," someone whispered.

        "I don't know what your talking about," I replied frightened that he might choke me to death. 

        "Yes you do," he yelled. "Don't lie to me!"

        "I'm lot lieing to you!" I screamed, "right now i'm not exactly in the positon to lie."

        He droped me to the floor and I grasped on to my neck acting like if I did the air would move to my trought faster. He looked left and ran. I heard his feet scrape the floor. Hey! Someone yelled out. I would have followed him, but I was in no position to run right now. I slowly gathered my stuff that I had droped on the floor. Someone rushed over to me. 

        "Are you alright?" He asked.

        "Yes" I replied.

        "Are you positive? He looked like he had you pretty tightly pinned to the wall. Your feet were viturally floating in the air."

        "Yeah, that's because he did."

        "We'll find him I promise." He looked into my eyes and it looked as if I could trust this dude.

        "Nah, don't sweat it. I just hope he won't try it again."

        "Something tells me he will."

        "Me too."

        He offered his hand to me so I could slowly slide up the wall and not down it like the first time. I took it thankfully and he guided me up from the floor.

        "What's your name?" He asked me cautiously.

        "Crimson." I replied. I was kind of ashamed of my name.

        "Crimson? Like the color?" 

        "Yes, I don't know why they called me that, but I guess it just happened."

        "That's really unquie."

        "Thanks"

        "Maybe I should walk you to class. Just to be sure he won't bother you again."

        "Alright, I guess that wouldn't be a terrible idea."

        "Shall we?"

        "Why not?"