"I Bet You Taste Good"

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     It was a warm August afternoon and lunch is about to start."I'm starving," I thought to myself. Just a few more classes left then we're home free. It's only the second week of school and I'm already having senioritis. The bell rang for lunch. As I walked down the hallway I sensed that someone was watching me. I brush it off, but I know this feeling won't go away easily. As I walk to my usual lunch table with my friends I see a beautiful girl at the front desk. From the way she's dressed she could be from the north since she was wearing layers in 70-degree weather. From the way she held herself she didn't look like she could be a student.

"Maybe she's a mom?" I asked my friend nodding to the mystery girl." I wouldn't mind if she was my mom," some random guy said with a smirk on his face. "That's fucking disgusting Jayden," the girl next to me spat. The whole table laughed and they continued their previous conversations.

I glanced back at the front desk only to see her looking right at me. I get this overwhelming feeling of arousal all over me. I looked away and the feeling quickly went away.

School is finally over and I can quickly finish my homework and talk to my girlfriend, Tyler. Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one on my mind. What was up with that girl today? She looked almost ethereal. I shook the thought out of my head and made my way home.

Hours go past and I get that damn feeling again. How is this even happening? No one from school lives in this neighborhood. If anything this is the safest neighborhood in this area. I looked out the window and yet, nothing. My phone's vibration broke my concentration and I excitedly pick up my phone hoping it was Tyler leaving band practice. Instead, it was an unknown number.

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Unknown: I can hear your pulse

Me: Excuse me??

Unknown: You're scared aren't you? I bet you taste good.

Unknown: I will make you mine.

Unknown: I don't care how long it takes you will be mine.

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This can't be real. This has to be a prank or something right? How can this person have my number when only my friends and family have it? I know my friends wouldn't give out my number to any strangers. It has to be the reason I've been getting this horrifying feeling.

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