Switching Lifes

Chapter 3

Lisa's POV

I turn around and my eyes meet a strange guy in a hoodie.
I couldn't see his face properly because it was dark.

“Your voice is really amazing, you know?”

I was a bit frightened, so I stayed quiet.

“Don't be scared, I'm the good guy”

I roll my eyes at his stupid statement, I don't think he saw it though and continued to remain silent.

“Fine, if you don't wanna talk, I'll leave but I just wanted you to know that I think your voice is a-m-a-z-i-n-g. Bye beautiful ”

Finally.
I stared at him till he left. What a weirdo.
I've heard of fan stalkers but this one's just....hmmm.....I don't know...weird.

I check my time and let out a gasp, its already 1 in the morning, I have school tomorrow. I mean today. Aaargh.
I pick up my keys from the floor and head to my motorbike.

By the time I get home its 1:35am.
Great. Just great. Just my luck.
The door is locked.
I check under the rug for the spare key. Not there.
Stephen must have taken it.

I go to the back door. Also locked.
Just great. “I'm loving this day so far.” I sarcastically remark to myself.

I have to find a way to get inside without waking anyone up. That's gonna be hard. My inner voice tells me.

I stood there for a while before I finally got an idea. There's a huge tree by my room window and I never lock my window.

If I climb,I can get in.
But what if I fall.
And DIE.
The thought made me cringe.
I stood there looking up at the tree and contemplating if I'm ready to take a chance and die, ending my life at 16 or I would sleep  on the streets for tonight.

Sleep on the street it is.

I'll go and try and find a comfortable spot to sleep, just like a homeless person. I would go to Saragoza but its probably closed by this time.

“Woooaaww” I scream in fright holding my chest with one hand when I turn around to see that freak I saw earlier tonight standing behind me.

“What the hell do you want? Haven't you done enough stalking for tonight?” I growl at him.

“Calm down, keep your voice down , people are asleep you know?” he whispers gesturing his hands up and down for me to calm down.

As much as I'd love to smack him across the face right now, I saber he's right. I don't wanna wake anyone. “Just leave freak. Now” I growl.

“I will.. I will but just let me help you”

“No I don't think you can help me, so just leave and what's with the hoodie seriously?”

“i don't think you would want to climb that tree, especially since you're wearing a dress” he says a with a smirk.

I looked down at myself. Yhup, I stupidly forgot to change and I'm wearing a dress. Damn it, I guess the sleepiness took over me. Now I have no other choice than to accept his stupid ass help.

“Ok. Fine, you can help me, start climbing then” I said folding my arms and waiting for him but he's not climbing, he's just standing there.

“Climbing?” he asks with a chuckle.
“I'm not gonna climb that tree honey” he's still chuckling. What's funny about this.

“why? You scared?” I teased.

“Of course not, I'm not a coward you know?”

“Then start climbing then genius, I'm waiting. Once you get in through my window, go to the living room and check the shelf beside the television, there's a silver key at the top most part, pick it up and open the door so I can come in. Got it?”

He guffawed. Why is he guffawing, didn't he get what I just said.
“Do you want me to repeat? Why the heck are you laughing? Or am I funny to you now?” I'm a bit pissed now.

“Fine. I'll get to work now so we can stop wasting our time and energy here arguing about how its gonna go down. I myself have to get back home.”
I stared at him as he went to the door then he removed something from his pocket, it was a thin metal. He kept it in the key hole and started turning and turning. What the hell is he doing.

“If you break my door I swear I will......Yes yes yes” I'm cut off when the door opens. I went to hug him, he had this strange smell...like strawberries and really expensive perfume. I pulled away and cleared my throat.

”Uhm thanks, a lot. You can leave now” I told him pointing to the road that leads him out of my neighborhood.

He frowned but then started grinning
“What are you grinning about. Does everything seem funny to you?” I gave him a confused look.

“Ooh its nothing” he replied, still grinning.

“Just wipe that stupid grin off your face and leave” I said rolling my eyes.

“ok. Anything for you sweetheart, see you later and goodnight. Dream about me” he said with a wink.

Perv.

I get inside and luckily I'm able to lock the door and he didn't damage the lock. Thank goodness.
I check my time and its quarter to 2:00am. WTF.
I stare at the time with my mouth open. I can't believe I wasted most of my time on that freak.

I go straight to my room and change to my nightgown and heard straight for bed,I get under the cover and fall fast asleep. I'm really tired.

Not long after I lie down I hear some noise, it won't let me sleep. Like someone hitting my window. It can't be morning so soon, if its Stephen, I will kill him.

The noise won't stop so I get up to go check it out. I look out the window and its the guy in the hoodie again. I growl. “What do you want dude?”

“I'm really sorry for asking you but I cant sleep and I need someone to talk to.”

“Seriously? And you thought that someone would be me?”

“Yes”

“Ok then.....bye” I said closing my window.

“Wait! Just give me 2mins. Just 2, I'll leave no later than that”
“Please” he added with a soft tone

“ok. Just 2 but not a second more” I let him in. He was so excited.
“Tell me a bit about you, I don't even know your name. And what's more why do you always wear that?” I said pointing to the hoodie.

“No. We're not talking about me. I'm boring, tell me about you”

“What about me?” I asked with an eyebrow raised”

“Everything, tell me everything, how your life has been, how you started singing and all that” he said with a huge smile.

I agreed. I told him about my real parents and how they abandoned me at this foster home, then I told him about my foster parents and siblings...I didn't forget to mention how stupid Stephen is. I told him about my singing life, how I found Saragoza and how I started singing there.

“Im done, its your turn” I told him when I was done.

“Wow that was touching, my story isn't as such, it's rather boring but I'll say it anyway since you told me about yours. But before I start I'll remove my hoodie. OK?”

I nodded and just when he was about to take it off...

“Lisa, Lisa,  L–I–S–A” I heard my name.

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