Chapter 3

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It wasn't.

I heard the voice of someone different. Picking up my baseball bat, I walked down the stairs cautiously.
  I saw an unfamiliar man standing in my living room, and recognized him as Eddie Brock, the guy from a show she watched briefly each day before it was cancelled.
"Hello?" I said to him, causing him to jump a bit and look at me. "Hi... are you the girl with the symbiote, Riley...?"

Play dumb!

"Who's Riley?"

Not that dumb!
((If you get the reference I love you))

"Actually," I started, "Yes, I am. Now please tell me what the FUCK you're doing in my house?" This caught him off guard. "Well, I'm here for you. I also have one. We were wondering if you could stop by? We could set up a time." I was doubting that he was who he said he was. He could be a rapist for all I knew. "Okay. What's your address?" I asked, still not exactly accustomed to this man. He told me his address. "Is 6:00 tomorrow good?" He asked. Jade had ballet practice then and wouldn't be home and the Taylor parents would be working. I nodded. "Now get out." I demanded. "Okay, I'm leaving." He puts his hands up and backs out the door. I shut it behind him, and let out a deep sigh. Climbing the stairs to my room, I flop on the bed once again and drop the bat near me, falling asleep pretty quick.

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