Eyes Up

After stealing from Mr.Lerner he disappeared, nobody has seen him or heard from him for days. On the loudspeaker, they're saying he got sick and we should wish him the best, but Angel and I know that he's probably locked up in his house or got fired for letting crucial information slip away from him so easily. We also started to see security marching around the school, which made our plans to sneak in this week a no-go.

Nothing much went on after that, just school and exams. I did start going to the library more. I can't help but replay the videos of my sweet Cassy on the projector in the back room. Something about her made me addicted, maybe her gentle voice or her lovely locks that bounce on her shoulders when she walks into the classroom every day. Even though there wasn't anything monumental on the tapes, it was still amazing to see what could have been.

After school, Angel walked home on her own, again. It was evident that Christ didn't really care much for her anymore and just started to slip away. She sighed and continued walking home, checking her phone now and again, hoping Christ would at least call her to explain. But instead of him, it was the unknown number. Angel stopped and looked in horror at the message. It was a picture of her, on her phone, that very moment, she looked around frantically "Who's out there?!" she screamed out into the empty street. She became paranoid, thinking that one day she would come into contact with the stalker, and have to choose between interaction or running away like a scared child from a mascot at Disney world.

As night time approached Angel rocked herself to sleep in her room; her mother was out working again, leaving her only child alone and unarmed for when the monsters of the night would be brave enough to confront her. She stared at the photo of her, trying to see if, in the picture was some clue as to who her stalker was, but no luck. She sat up slowly and thought a bit before texting, 'Where are you now? and what do you want?' She hoped to get some information if they were taking time out of their day to stalk her. In no time, they texted back.

'Outside your house, I just want to play a game.'