Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, the only thing I own is this story (too bad, though huh?)
I could feel eyes on the back of my neck, watching me, but when I turned around no one was looking at me, they were all at their computers, working. The feeling of being watched didn't stop at media immersion, it continued to english, math, and even at lunch. The question was, who was watching me, and why were they watching me.
"Paige," Spinner said placing a hand on my shoulder.
I jumped. "Yea, Spin." I said half-heartedly.
"What's wrong hunny-bee? I was only going to ask if you wanted your pudding."
"Nothing Spin, I just have a funny feeling, like someone is watching me."
"Who is it, is it Dean?" He asked.
Dean, that possibility hadn't crossed my mind, until now. But if it was Dean, what would he want with me? He'd already had his fun, and he knew I wouldn't take any more of his crap. I hated him, and he knew it, at least I thought he knew it. I was scared to leave school, I was afraid Dean was going to jump out from behind the school, or a bus or something. The only problem was, I didn't know if it was Dean watching me. The only thing I knew, was that SOMEONE was watching me.
As I was driving home I noticed a gray car behind me, it followed me until the end of my street and then it turned off. I wasn't able to catch who was in the driver's seat, but for some odd reason the car looked vaguely familiar.
"Calm down Paige," I told myself. I was over-reacting, Dean wasn't out there, no one was, I was being silly, or at least that's what I thought. When I stepped out of my car I ran to the house, I ran straight into Dylan who took me in his arms, he sensed I was frightened.
"Paige, what's up?" He asked.
"I've had funny feelings all day," I told him.
"Are you alright, I'm going out for a while, and mom won't be home for a little while, would you like me to stay until she gets home?" He asked protectively.
"No," I said "I'll just unplug the phone and lock the doors." I prefered to freak out alone.
"Alright," He said "I'll call mom and tell her not to call home."
"Thanks." I said.
As soon as he left, I locked the door and unplugged the phone. I was about to turn on the telvision when my cellphone rang. The caller ID said it was an unlisted number.
"Hello?" I asked.
All I got was heavy breathing and a dial tone. That was it, I quickly turned off my cell phone and threw it across the room onto my bed. I ran downstairs, turned on the television and turned the volume up as far as it could go.
"Paige," was al I heard and I started screaming. Immediately I woke up to Dylan shaking me. "Wake up," he said "you fell asleep."
"Sorry," I said.
"Are you sure you're all right?" He asked.
"I-I think so." I answered. I really didn't know.
I could feel eyes on the back of my neck, watching me, but when I turned around no one was looking at me, they were all at their computers, working. The feeling of being watched didn't stop at media immersion, it continued to english, math, and even at lunch. The question was, who was watching me, and why were they watching me.
"Paige," Spinner said placing a hand on my shoulder.
I jumped. "Yea, Spin." I said half-heartedly.
"What's wrong hunny-bee? I was only going to ask if you wanted your pudding."
"Nothing Spin, I just have a funny feeling, like someone is watching me."
"Who is it, is it Dean?" He asked.
Dean, that possibility hadn't crossed my mind, until now. But if it was Dean, what would he want with me? He'd already had his fun, and he knew I wouldn't take any more of his crap. I hated him, and he knew it, at least I thought he knew it. I was scared to leave school, I was afraid Dean was going to jump out from behind the school, or a bus or something. The only problem was, I didn't know if it was Dean watching me. The only thing I knew, was that SOMEONE was watching me.
As I was driving home I noticed a gray car behind me, it followed me until the end of my street and then it turned off. I wasn't able to catch who was in the driver's seat, but for some odd reason the car looked vaguely familiar.
"Calm down Paige," I told myself. I was over-reacting, Dean wasn't out there, no one was, I was being silly, or at least that's what I thought. When I stepped out of my car I ran to the house, I ran straight into Dylan who took me in his arms, he sensed I was frightened.
"Paige, what's up?" He asked.
"I've had funny feelings all day," I told him.
"Are you alright, I'm going out for a while, and mom won't be home for a little while, would you like me to stay until she gets home?" He asked protectively.
"No," I said "I'll just unplug the phone and lock the doors." I prefered to freak out alone.
"Alright," He said "I'll call mom and tell her not to call home."
"Thanks." I said.
As soon as he left, I locked the door and unplugged the phone. I was about to turn on the telvision when my cellphone rang. The caller ID said it was an unlisted number.
"Hello?" I asked.
All I got was heavy breathing and a dial tone. That was it, I quickly turned off my cell phone and threw it across the room onto my bed. I ran downstairs, turned on the television and turned the volume up as far as it could go.
"Paige," was al I heard and I started screaming. Immediately I woke up to Dylan shaking me. "Wake up," he said "you fell asleep."
"Sorry," I said.
"Are you sure you're all right?" He asked.
"I-I think so." I answered. I really didn't know.