My Stepbrother

Chapter 7 - Stalking

Chapter 7 - Stalking

I was extremely exhausted and drained. I stayed up all night thinking about Drake. I don't know why but he somehow managed to get me paralyzed. I feel stupid. I tried to fall back asleep but that just concluded of stirring around in bed whilst my eyes drooped open and shut.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I didn't want to see Drake in the morning. For one, HE KISSED ME! Hence why it'll be too much for me. And to prevent crossing paths with him, I decided to set my alarm clock to 6:00 so I can awake early and go to Makeyla's house since there's no school today.

But me being the heavy sleeping child of the family, Over slept the Alarm and woke up at 8:27.

So here I am. Rushing all over my room. Trying to put my pants on while walking. Heck, I'm running. I just picked out the first undergarments, shirt and jeans I saw when I opened the drawers. But oh well, I never really cared anyways.

I was finally wearing my whole outfit so I went to the closet and got my almost worn out black and white converse from last week. I never knew why, but as soon as I buy converse, I always tend to end up wearing them all week and by the end, it's all worn out.

I walked out of my closet left downstairs, passing the kitchen door, I screamed, "Mom, I'm going to Makeyla's!"

"Hold up Rosie, Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" She called back, her head snapping out from the door.

"No thanks mom, me and Lilly are going to the mall so I'll eat when I get there," (lie) By the time I was finished my mom had gone completly out of the kitchen and to where I was; in front of the door.

"Okay have fun, come home early and use the key under the pot because I'm going on a date today. Oh and!" She remembered something when I was heading out of the door. "I don't know when I'm gonna be home though.."

"Okay mom," I said in bored tone before I walked out of my house and locked the door behind me. I turned around to start walking only to bump into something hard. Was it a wall, was it a car--wait cars don't have walls..

It couldn't be a wall seeing as I've been living in this house for more than five years and haven't noticed any walls in front of my house.

Luckily, I didn't fall because a pair of hands caught me. I sighed in relief and looked up at my savior.

"Excuse me," I tried to walk passed him but he wouldn't let me pass, "Drake get out the way!" I screamed and tried again but he wouldn't budge. I huffed in frustration. Fudge him and his big, ugly, muscular body!

He ignored my pleads and said; "Well hello there Ross,"

"Don't call me that." I murmured before taking the chance he's distracted with I don't know what but he seems distracted and passed behind him. I ran straight to my car and got in the drivers seat.

"You know, I know you wouldn't be running like that if I were to kiss you, again.." He smirked, gaze running over my heated face.

"Kiss me again and you won't find your tongue in your mouth tomorrow." I glared at him and drove away, stopping at a red light and texting Makeyla I'm on my way.

I arrived at Makeyla's only four minutes later. She doesn't live that far but it seemed like it took hours. I guess since she comes to my house almost everyday, I'm still not used to hers'.

I decided to put all of those thoughts apart and have some fun with my best friend. I'll help me clear my head of stupid random thoughts I always have.