I kept looking behind my back the whole day. It's like every time I took to take a step someone behind me does as well. I wonder when I started feeling paranoid. It's like every time I do something, I can feel someone staring at me. Is it just my imagination? Or all I've felt since last week are true? I took one step and turned around. No one was following me, no one was staring at me. There was no one there. What's up with me?
It was almost 9 pm when suddenly my phone rang. I looked it up and found out that it was a number I didn't recognize. Who could this be? The same feeling I felt earlier came over me, is it the person stalking me earlier? Could this be him? or Her? I flipped it over ignoring the call. If it's about something important, it will call again. As soon as I thought of it, the phone rang once again. Who the heck is this!? I took the phone and answered it.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Tris?" a familiar voice asked.
"Tristan? Is this you? Why did you call?" I exhaled.
Tristan is my twin brother and he'd been stuck at boarding school since last semester. Soon, he'd be transferring back to Saint Catherine's Elite Academy and we'd be together again. The thought of having him by my side made me feel safe. I missed him.
"Yeah, it's me. What's wrong? You took a while in answering your phone. Is something bothering you?" he asked. The concern in his voice was something I missed.
"No." I lied. "Nothing's bothering me." I can't tell him I've been feeling paranoid. It will only make him worry more. "Did you change your number?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry I should have told you I changed it." he answered.
"It's okay."
"I'm coming this weekend with my things, are we sharing the same apartment again?"
"Hell yeah!" I shouted. I missed the way we used to stay up till late, hang out and just watch a movie or eat pizza or something. "I missed you, it'd be perfect to have you around. I'm sure the other girls will be so jealous of me having such a good-looking twin brother."
I heard him laugh. "Okay, just send me the address of the apartment and I'll be there say, Monday. I'll see you then. Bye."
"Bye." I said, hanging up.
The next morning felt much better than yesterday. I wasn't paranoid or something. I didn't feel anyone staring, or following me around. So the whole day pretty much ended in a normal routine. It was until I reached the corner of the street that I felt it again.
I looked back out of reflex and shouted 'who's there!?' but no one was there.
Not this again. Please, don't be freaking paranoid Tris! I shouted in my head.
I was surprised when I looked up front and saw a guy in front of me. I said 'excuse me', but instead of stepping aside, he steps backward and continues to block my way.
"Please let me through!" I shouted, panic ran through me.
"So it is true." he said. His voice was low and calm. He took a step forward and that's when I really saw what he looked like. He was tall with a body build of someone that's really good at sports. His eyes where bright green and seemed to look right past me, I felt like I was, transparent. I felt my face turn hot. His lips curled in a smile. "You can see me." as he said those words, I started to wonder.
'you can see me?' what did that mean? Am I not supposed to see someone like him? If you ask me, a guy this good looking can never be invisible. Ok, I admit it, he is good-looking, no, he's gorgeous.
