Fear me (girlxgirl)

•Chapter Five•

Chapter Five: Kia's P.O.V

And... here! The college where little Jessie-Ann goes to. It wasn't all that far from my hideout, but I hadn't the slightest of clues this place even existed. I climbed up one of the trees that was placed far from a window. It was far, but had a great angle. I pulled out binoculars and started looking through the windows. I could tell immediately that these windows lead to halls.

There. The short blonde haired Jessie-Ann standing with a group of girls. What was she doing in the hallways at almost nine o'clock? College students are weird.

I had no clue what they were talking about. I could tell the conversation must have been interesting, with all the giggles and smiles happening. Girly, stupid, and pointless conversations.

I didn't intrude to soon. I knew the girls would be setting to bed soon. That would be my moment to sneak into her room and get the scoop on her life. A diary or phone without a passcode would be just great.

Soon enough, her little group disbanded and they all headed to their rooms. I did my research and I know Jessie-Ann sleeps alone. Prefect for a stalker, like me.

She went to her room, got undressed, I watched, and she fell asleep nude. College girls really are weird. Was she expecting a boy to visit her Romeo and Juliet style? Why would she just fall asleep purely naked? I'm not mad she did, hell no, it's just odd to me. It must be uncomfortable with her boobs all over her pillow, but whatever.

I climbed up the wall up into her window. College kids have to get their sleep so they don't kill themselves, so they retire early. Getting access to her room was too easy. Her window was unlocked and as quiet at a Catholic Church on Friday night. Yes, I'm fully aware that that's an odd analogy.

She was dead asleep, and prefectly silent. This was dangerous and amazing at the same time. I could do anything, but also had to be dead quiet or I would wake her instantly. Usually the person would snore or shake in their bed, allowing me freedom to some sounds, but this case was different.

I tip-toed into the girls room and instantly found her phone. It was a i-Phone 4, a bit spolt for a medical college kid, and it had a 4 number passcode on it. Just my luck. This means I'll have to look after her closer during the day to find her passcode. This could take a while...