This chapter was a bit harder to write; I got stuck at the most random places XD. Anyways, thanks again for continuing to read this and I hope you enjoy :)
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After Shawn left, I spent the next two days of the weekend working on missed work and spending time with my mom. Thank god all the assignments and lessons were posted online, or going back to school would've been a bitch (well, more of one).
I didn't hear a single thing from Shawn on Saturday, then again, without my phone, there wasn't really a way to contact me. Shawn must have known this, because on Sunday morning, after I returned home after grocery shopping with mom, I found my phone on the bed with an infuriating note on it.
Dear Jakey,
Here's your phone. I'm tracking everything on it now (thought you might like to know that), and I also changed all of your contact names to 'Don't-tell-them-shit'.
Love, Me
Surprisingly, Shawn didn't send me a single text that weekend. However, my friends did. Though all of their names were changed to 'Don't-tell-them-shit', I could still tell who they thanks to their distinct texting styles. All of the texts were asking things like where I was and why I wasn't in school. I spent a good part of the day replying to them all and making good excuses so they wouldn't get suspicious or angry with me.
When Monday finally came around, I was a little bothered to see that Shawn still hadn't texted me. Shawn usually texted me all the time, why wasn't he now? Hopefully he wasn't off killing people...
After checking my phone one more time, I stuffed it in my pocket and headed downstairs. For once I had actually woken up on time and didn't have to rush to school.
When Mom saw me she smiled and said; "Good morning sweetie, guess who made pancakes!"
I looked at the mouthwatering breakfast laid out on the table. "Dang, this looks delicious!" I exclaimed. "But really, you didn't have to- don't you have a presentation soon?"
Mom waved her hand dismissively. "It's almost finished, besides, Mondays need a bright start!"
"Well I can't argue with that." I said, sitting down to dig into the food in front of me.
Once I finished breakfast, I waved goodbye to Mom and began to walk to school. While I was walking I started to get nervous; what if someone jumped out from a bush and attacked me? Or maybe sneak up on my from behind. Hell, it wouldn't be that hard to stop a car and yank me inside...
I shook my head free of these thoughts. I was just being paranoid; there was no way that something like that would happen in broad daylight while I was walking to school. Right? I sighed to myself as I dully recalled being abducted from school while it was in session just last week. Crap, my paranoid worries were actually plausible at this point.
When I stepped through the school's front gate, I stopped a moment and took out my phone to check the time. 8:15, which was fifteen minutes until school started. I glanced around the small clumps of teens around me to see if anyone I knew was nearby. When I didn't see anyone that I recognized I walked across the damp grass to a bench and sat, taking out my phone to ask my friends if any of them were at school yet. I was about to unlock my screen when I got a text.
Private Number: "Aw, u look so lonely Jakey".
Oh yeah, we went to the same school. I looked around the schoolyard for him. When I didn't see him, I frowned in annoyance and texted back.
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