"Whoever this is must be a real professional," Dylan told me. "They used an unlisted number so it didn't show up on caller Id, and a private email address so you couldn't reply, and of course the magazine clippings were to hide handwriting. Wait, what about liscense plates on the car?"

"There were none." I recalled.

"For now, just lay low. Is there a way you can skip spirit squad?" He asked me.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem." I said remembering what happened with Manny."

"Try to mix it up too. Go to Spinner's house after school, or the dot, or Hazel's house, or Ashley's, anywhere. Just don't come here first."

"Alright Dylan,thanks." I was a little scared, but I knew I had to do it.

On Saturday I went to Dylan's hockey game, and then the two of us went to Marco's to watch movies with Marco, Jimmy,Hazel and Spinner. Throughout the movie we kept hearing noises, tapping sort of noises. Then, the doorbell rang, and when Marco went up to go get the door a huge rock came flying through the living room window. There was a note attached with magazine clipping writing. It read: U made me do it. I started bawling.

"Marco, I'm so sorry, I'll pay for the window." I said through sobs.

"No, Paige, it's not your fault, I have some money saved up, I'll tell my parents I did it. It's fine." Marco said reassuringly.

Shortly after, Jimmy and Hazel left, and then Spinner and I left. Spinner said we could hang out at his house. We went up to his room and last year's DCS yearbook was on his bed.

"Let's look through this." I told him.

We were looking through our grade's pictures when we came across Rick.

"I hate that guy." Spinner said.

Tears ran down my cheek. "I hope he's locked up for good," "I still can't believe Terri's...dead." I cried.

For a long time Spinner and I just sat there holding each other, crying. Terri was such a nice person, she cared for everyone, even that slimeball Rick. She really loved him, but he was abusive, and then she even got back together with him, and he killed her. But I had bigger problems on my hands. Dean.

The next Tuesday Dylan and I didn't go to school. Mom was away on a business trip and Dylan, who was left in charge, decided it was a good idea. We had a good time catching up. Although we live in the same house we never really get chances like that to sit and talk. I learned Marco was teaching Dylan to play the base, and Dylan was teaching Marco about Hockey. Useless information really, but it was nice to catch up with Dylan. It was a nice getaway from all this stalker business. But I couldn't help wondering who was out there. I couldn't keep hiding. I had to find him.

Author's Note:: Sorry short chapter. By the way I don't dislike Terri. you'll find out why I had her die later on.