Hey you, I don't know how to say this, but I think I'm in love with you. I seem to get these intense butterflies just thinking about you. Your presence twists, bends, and stretches my heart and other organs in a manner that is undescribable. At first such powerful jerks of nerves and muscles were painful. But now they've become somewhat of a sick pleasure. I get worried when I try to say I don't care about you anymore and I don't feel any doubt. But when I see you, how rare it might be now, the strength of the emotion you provoke in me is proof enough I'm far from over you. I bet I sound like a creep. Sincerely, Anonymous Join in the light hearted fun of teens in this simple city that is abruptly sobered when Zayne, Mr. Panty Dropper, hooks a deadly catch.

Creeping. We all do it. We creep our favorite bands, friends on social networks, and even our enemies on social networks. Although, some people take it to the extreme. Have you ever woke up in the middle of the night because you felt that someone was watching you? Well just remember to NOT look out your window.. that was my first mistake. I opened the curtain and instead of seeing my reflection looking back at me I saw a man's. He had the coldest, darkest, and scariest eyes I have ever seen. I closed the curtain and screamed my lungs out. That was only the beginning.