My Little Flower//A Stalker Kylo AU

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February 28th 

There in the brightest blue house on the quiet street, a girl sits in her room debating about going to a party she should not be attending. Not realizing that one person she meets there will change her whole life and turn it into something straight out of a horror movie. Not that she knew that though because, for Sage Olivander, there wasn't a care in the world for a 15-year-old girl. She was pretty and smart, started her sophomore year with her now senior friends by her side. 

Sage was more mature for her age so getting along with older kids was easy for her, her arrogance about her maturity always pushing to the forefront but never quite enough to make her vain. Her innocence she held dear and close to her heart, knowing she would never kiss a boy until they were dating. For certain, she believed that would be so.

She was naive, and she was the ray of sunshine her peers needed on their darkest days. She was loveable for some, tolerable for most, yet nobody disliked her. It only made sense, she wasn't extraordinary looking so she was never a threat to the pretty girls. She wasn't overly smart, so she was never cocky but never self-demeaning. Sage was the perfect middle. 

But not to him. To him...she became his world. And he was determined to be her world. Even if it meant having to depose everyone already in it. 

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February 28th, 9:33 pm

Sage pushed the hangers aside reaching into the back of her closet, her short black hair falling in front of her face as her eyebrows furrow tossing her clothes behind her. Sage huffs and throws her body to sit on the floor of her closet. 

She turns around reaching over for her phone and dials her friend Jade. 

"Jade?"

"Hi, darling! Are you getting ready for the party?"

"Yeah of course but I don't exactly know what to wear, we both know I've never been to a party before..let alone a college one..."

"Oh honey don't worry about it just wear something nice, don't overthink it. Plus it's not like any of these guys stand a chance with you, you're only 15. Gotta go, pick you up soon!"

Jade was one of those friends you have known forever but the only real time you speak to them is when something fun is happening. Jade and Sage practically grew up next door from one another, and even though jade was three years older they were always keeping in touch. Casual meet ups like coffee or dinner, occasionally karaoke with some of Jade's friends. Jade was a tall girl with an 90's aesthetic, her ginger hair always straightened, her bright tiny glasses on her face, her baggy jeans and bright colored jackets. It suited her personality well, and sometimes Sage envied her ability to truly figure out who she was and who she wanted to be so early in life. Sage was barely making it through the smiles and overly niceness. 

A monotone beep fills Sage's ear, she frowns a bit as she hears the beeping of the end to the phone call. Sage wasn't upset that she hung up. She was upset because she knew no guy would even look her way since she was so young, although she convinced herself that she wasn't. She got back up and grabbed a skirt from a hanger. It was a black skirt paired with a simple white T-shirt with a the word "Babygirl" printed across her chest. 

Sage threw her school clothes off and slipped on some fishnets then slipping her skirt on, then tucking in her shirt slightly. Sage slips on her platform shoes attempting to seem taller for effect of seeming older, she walks over to the mirror. She sighs, as every normal 15 year old would if they were trying to seem older but still looked their age.