She looked over her shoulder before dashing into the apartment building. Glancing around again one last time, she reached under the doormat and took out a key to unlock the door. Then she disappeared from your sight. Smirking, you walk outside and around to the window to peek inside. What you see surprises you, the girl kissing a 24-year-old: Her English teacher. Why? you question. You snap a picture and quickly compose a text:
I see you! Don't think you want this secret out. Do what you are told. Kisses, A
You attach the picture and scurry off to bother somebody else. Now, who's next? you think. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Emily heading down Main Street in her car. You quickly get behind her, ducking your head when she looks up. She turns her car down a private road, driving into the woods and towards a house. She gets out and knocks on the door. A face you recognize as Samara peeps out. Emily grabs Samara and pulls her into a deep passionate kiss; before they break you snap a picture and start a text:
How is your girlfriend? Seems good in my mind! Don't test the waters, some are deep! Kisses, A
You back your car out slowly and go to your next victim. Arriving at Hanna's house, you get out of the car and walk up knocking confidently on the door.
"Hey, girl!" you call to Hanna.
"Hey, what's up? Come on in!" Hanna replied as she smiled.
You look around her room, memorizing every single aspect, every nook every cranny. You need to know this. Without this you don't operate. She brings you over to her laptop to show you something. You catch a glimpse of a website titled, Tracing Your Stalker's Blocked Phone Number. Darn it! She was on to you. Swearing silently, Hanna's quizzical expression brings you back to reality.
Three hours later, you leave Hanna's and spot Spencer heading down the street. The good girl, caught in the act, you think. Spencer walks down the street looking quickly over her shoulder before heading behind some houses at the end of the street.
In the mean time, you hop into your car and drive after her slowly, bending around the corner, peeking through the backyards. You see her blond ponytail whip into the woods and out of your sight once more. Getting out of the car, you snuck through the woods, searching for a blonde ponytail. When you find it, you creep closer smiling evily.