My Perfect Angel

Chapter 1

Sawyer's P.O.V.:

God college sucks. Especially because I have no idea what I'm going to do in life. I'm only here because my parents gave me the choice between a job and going to college. I can't seem to keep a job so I choose to go to college. But since I have no idea what I want to do with my life I'm taking General Studies, which is basically taking high school again.

I wish I knew what I wanted to do but nothing interests me. I tried a few things in high school, like being a waiter or working in retail but I got so bored doing them that I quit. So now I'm stuck in college.

It's not all bad though I did meet my best friend here. Lisa is studying to be an elementary school teacher. I didn't plan on making any friends here but she kept bugging me until I broke down and became friends with her. I was reluctant at first because I thought she wanted a relationship but I soon found out she has a girlfriend and she just wanted to be my friend. She finally broke me down and now we're best friends.

"Sawyerrrrrrrr" I hear Lisa calling my name from the entrance to the cafeteria. I just got in line for breakfast and try to ignore her, she can be a lot in the morning. "Hey don't ignore me boy, just let me love youuuu!" She says as she gets closer to me.

"Oof" She jumps on my back and hangs on while we get our breakfast and I carry her and our food to the tables. "So why are you so happy this morning?" I ask because she's all smiles and humming while eating. She smiles brightly at me and started bouncing. "Start spilling or I'm eating your waffles." She gasps and stops bouncing.

"Ok Ok, no need to bring my waffles into it." She says as she drags her waffles away. "So me and Penny has sex last night!" She whisper yells at me and starts bouncing again. My eyes bulge out and my mouth falls open. "I know I know, we were gonna wait for a while but the mood was amazing last night and it was 5 month anniversary and I just couldn't wait any longer. I love her so much!" I remember her attitude was the same when they told each other they love one another a couple of months ago.

"Wow I mean wow, I'm so happy for you." I hug her tight and we talk more about the details of her very fun night. There were candles and strawberries (Lisa's favorite) and it seemed like a good night. "That sounds perfect. So where's the lucky lady now?"

She smiles at me, "doesn't it?! It was perfect. She's sleeping, she says she's gonna skip her first class but she'll meet us for lunch. We stayed up late last night," she adds with a wink.

"Oh I can imagine," I say laughing. I hear my alarm going off "Oh shit! I gotta go to class.Bye Lisa Love ya!" I give her a quick hug and run off to class.

Why did I sign up for Math so early in the morning? I mean who wants to learn about math at 10 o'clock in the morning! I get to my classroom and into my seat with a few minutes to spare. I get my notebook and pens out when the literally bane of my existence walks into the room.

Mr. Rollen is the worse teacher in the history of forever! I am terrible at math and he won't help me. I know he offers help for other students but he refuses me any help. There's rumor that he won't help me because I'm gay. Which I don't want to believe but I don't know because I don't know who else is gay in the class. I haven't seen him refuse anyone else so who knows.

The class starts like always, Mr. Rollen taking 10 minutes to turn on the projector and his computer. Since Mr. Rollen sat us in alphabetic order, like we're in elementary school, I sat in the front of the room. Once he finally got everything set up he started going through the lesson of today.

For once I understood what was he's talking about. Surprisingly I don't have a million questions and I'm feeling pretty good. That was until he called on me to answer a question and I froze.

"Mr. Brown can you tell me the answer to this question?" He glares at me.

"Ahh...I.." I hesitate "I don't know, I'm confused, could you explain it?" He sighs.

"If you have any questions see me after class." I roll my eyes, it's the same thing every class. I ask for help, he tells me to see him after class, then he'll make some excuse that he had to leave or leave before I could get to him. It's so annoying I've tried talking to my counselor about it but she doesn't believe me because who is going to believe one student over a respected teacher who's been here for years.

As the class ended I try to run to Mr. Rollen's desk but he's already talking to another student. I wait next to the student for him to be done.

"Oh, Mr. Brown I'll be helping her for a while so you can see me another day." I sigh loudly rolling my eyes and storming out of the classroom. As I turn the corner I run into someone.

"Oh I'm sorry." I look up and see two police officers and the dean of the college Mrs. Willow. "Can I help you with something?" I ask nervously.

"Yes, could you follow me to my office these two gentlemen have a few questions for you." I nodded and started following her. The whole trip to her office I heard students talking to each other and pointing at me. I thought I heard some of them say murderer or killer but I have to be hearing things right?

When we get to her office my hands are shaking. Mrs. Willow sits behind her desk and the two officers stand on either sides of her. They ask me to sit in the chair in front of her desk. I wipe my hands on my pants and sit down. "What is this about?" I ask looking at the less scary officer.

"Mr. Brown my name is officer Henderson and this is my partner officer Roger we have a couple of questions to ask you." I nod my head "where were you last night?"

"I spent most of the night in the library I had a big history paper to write." Officer Henderson nodded. He then asked me when I got back. "Um I got back around one in the morning. The library closes at 12:30."

"I see and was your roommate Allen in the room when you returned?" He asked and I had to think about it. In fact I haven't seen Allen since yesterday morning.

"Mr. Brown." Officer Roger says. His voice is as scary as he looks. "Answer the question."

"Um no he wasn't I haven't seen him since yesterday morning. Why is he ok?" I can feel panic building up inside me. I never expected the next words the officer Henderson said.

"He was found dead this morning."

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Hello readers!

I've been wanting to write a stalker story for a while because I've been reading a lot of them. I find something so fascinating about them. So I figured why not try to write one.

Hope you guys enjoy! 

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