Changes

Chapter 13

I refused to instant message him my curious question. I was mad at him. He broke my heart, he doesn't deserve any type of recognition from me. It just doesn't make sense. I never gave him my address. I never gave any source of directions to my house and I doubt my girls would've told him something so important and not tell me. The girls don't even know him. So how would he know? This was becoming even more scarier than I thought. I looked outside my window to search for a possible sign that might give me a clue to lead me to think how Justin knew where I live. My eyes roamed around my neighbor's peach colored house. Only to see like I've always seen it; well painted, less suspicious than I thought. Then I saw something that I wouldn't thought I would ever see, a black man wearing jeans, a black hoodie, and black converse shoes staring right at me. He hold the same skin complexion like Justin, but only it wasn't Justin. His eyes searched around my upper body and face; his eyes were cold, icy, but still left an emotion that freaked me out. Reminiscent. He knows me! But how?! Before I could question him and tell him that he is trespassing, he ran. In a blink of an eye he was gone. No sound was even made. I quickly pulled down my window, locked it just in case Mr. Gone With The Wind tried to kill me in my sleep, and closed my blinds & curtains. I did what I should've done instead of went on that "date" with Justin; I went to sleep.

"Yo! What the fuck?!"

My thought tranced ended with the sound of Xavier yelling at his friend he's basketball with.

"What happened," I quested Cameron.

"I don't know. Xavier yells for no reason sometimes," stated Cameron.

He had a point there.

My mind was focused non stop on two things: my stalker and Justin. I just couldn't seem to get them out of my head. I wasn't surprised when I realized that Justin didn't come to school today or maybe his stupid ass is skipping Gym. Who skips Gym though?

I decided to focus on something else. Maybe that will make me forget about my life just for a little while. I watched the heated basketball game Xavier was playing in. His body is shaped for a football player, not a basketball player; his performance said the same thing. He sucked. I couldn't help but laugh at every shot he missed. I give him an A for effort. Since the day Xavier has asked to touch my ass on my birthday, he hasn't spoken a word to me. I was slightly thinking that Justin had to do something about that, but I highly doubt it. He would've said something to him in front of me. The basketball game ended, surprisingly Xavier's team won. I can tell with the way he was hooting and hollering.

"He's like an animated character, but has more of a monster vibe attached to it," said Cameron.

I looked at my friend with a black face only to receive a silly one that made me laugh.

"He's not a monster Cameron," I replied with a chuckle.

"Who's not a monster," asked Xavier.

I didn't see him walk up to us and I was sure as hell mad at Cameron for at least not giving me a warning. I decided to be blunt with my answer.

"You."

I heard Cameron intake a deep breath. Xavier's eyes shifted to him giving him a death look. Cameron looked mighty nervous. I would be if I was him.

Hahaha payback Cam.

"Talking shit boy," asked Xavier in a angry tone.

Oh no! Maybe I shouldn't have been so blunt and honest. I gotta fix this.

"Xavier relax, I was just kidding. We was talking about a character in the book we are reading in English class," I said sweetly.

"What book," he questioned.

"To Kill A Mockingbird. We were talking about Boo Radley," I lied smoothly.

"Oh yeah. I remember reading that book in my freshman year. Good book," he replied with a smile on his face.

I heard Cameron exhailed. He definitely owed me one.

"Anyway, is it alright if I talk to you for a minute," he asked.

Oh gosh! I may be naive at times, but I know for sure I am not dumb. I know exactly what that entails.

"Whatever we gotta talk about, you can say in front of Cam. He's gonna find out after anyway," I softly threaten.

I was hoping he didn't fight me on this. Before he could tell me anything one of the coaches signaled for us to head to the locker room to change back into our clothes. Xavier turned around. His back faced me and I quickly escape out of his gaze and ran to the locker room. Guys like him are bad news and I didn't want to be the new cover story.

When I was done dressing. The bell had runged for 3rd period. Acting went by like a breeze. We were working on a group scene project and the only thing my group worked on was running and memorizing lines. Which is a pretty easy task for me. Usually when the bell rings for 4th period, I always see Justin and Ashley walking & talking down the walk way. Today was different somehow. Ashley was not here as well. Maybe she's getting to class late. Stop being dramatic. I continued on my path to the magnet building only to be stopped by a frantic Riley.

"OMG! You have to come quick," screamed Riley.

"Why? Girl I have to get to class," I replied as I continued on with my stride, but only to be stopped again.

"Denise is in a fight! You have to come quick," she said. She pulled my arm and tugged me towards the caious. I had no say in whether or not I wanted to attend the fight. It's not like I can hug her and ask her if she's alright after she beats up the girl. Security will probably take her away once they get their hands on her.

Riley brought me through the crowd and right in front of Denise constantly beating the girl's face up. Riley screamed for her to stop, but that was no luck. I took off my backpack and gave it to Riley. I refuse to let that poor girl die right in front of me. Even though she probably did the shadiest thing possibly to Denise.

I pulled Denise off of the girl who was moaning and groaning all over the floor once the attack was over with. I looked back to see Denise face beat red with anger.

"What's wrong with you," she yelled.

"You were going to kill her! There's blood all over her face," I yelled back.

"So I could careless. That bitch deserves it," she growled.

"Enough to put your ass in jail," I questioned. That shut her right up.

Security pushed me off Denise while the Police that roams our school took her away. I stood and watched my best friend walk away from something tragic. The Denise I knew wouldn't have done that. The Denise I knew would've stopped after the 3rd and final hit. She wouldn't have kept going to draw even more blood. I stood their and watched my best friend become someone that I didn't know.

I grabbed my backpack from Riley, hoping to be on my way to my 4th period, but was stopped by the same Security to tell me I have to fill out a witness report to say what happened. Like I was there the whole time.

The rest of my day was spent in the office going over and telling the Police and the assistant principle what happened. I was tired and all I wanted to do was go home. I boarded the bus and sat in the usual seat that Riley and I sit in. Seconds past and her, Vic, Jake, and Joey took their seats and we were off. She was silent the whole ride to the bus stop. Maybe it had something to do with Denise or Michael. Oh crap! I totally forgot to ask around about him. I'll start tomorrow. I would ask her about him, but I was in no caring mood. She didn't even look like she was in the sharing mood anyway. Minutes passes and we arrived at my bus stop. Riley, Vic, Joey, and I exited the bus. Jake stayed since his stop was next. I walked over to my Mom's car and got in. She already knew how my day went since the school called and told her that I had to write a witness report, but needed her consent for me to write it. She said no words to me, I was silent as well.

Five minutes later we reached to our house, but saw a car in the driveway. A red Toyota; that was awfully familiar about its appearance. I got out the car and saw the driver and passenger side doors open. Two familiar men stepped out of the car. I gasped. I couldn't believe it. It was Justin and my stalker.