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The Stranger

He's at School

Ryan walked back into the pool house. He lay down on his bed as Marissa followed suit. She snuggled up to his chest, staring straight into his blue eyes.

"Ryan, what happened? Who was that?" Marissa asked, with fear in her voice.

"I don't know Marissa. But I feel like I have seen that car before that he was driving. I just cannot figure it out." Ryan replied

Marissa started to shake. She was scared that something was going to happen to Ryan. That he would be hurt in some way. And she worried about that. Things were just starting to get good between them again, and now things were going to get weird, she could sense it. Ryan seemed to not be there when they fell asleep.

And when they woke up, Marissa looked up and saw that Ryan was staring off into space. He continued to not be there. Marissa moved down to his stomach. She took off his wife beater. She started at his stomach. She kissed up his stomach to his chest. He started to squirm as she massaged his neck with her tongue. But when she finally reached his lips. They barely moved. She stopped, and moved her head down, resting it on his chest.

"Ryan, What's wrong? You can tell me. We tell each other everything.?" Marissa asked, hoping to elicit some sort of response from her.

"I don't know exactly, its that guy we saw last night. I just can't stop thinking about him. Do you know anybody that has a 1986 Buick?" She shook her head no. "That's what I thought, but I know I've seen it before. I have that feeling that when I go out today, that somebody will be watching me."

"somebody is being a little paranoid." Marissa joked. Stroking Ryan's bangs out of his face.

"Maybe a little bit." He responded.

Marissa knew what she wanted from him. She needed to take his mind off of this mysterious man. So she did something she would not normally do, but had always wanted to with a person as close to her as Ryan is.

"Hey Ry, I am going to take a shower." Marissa told him, getting up from her spot. She walked into the bathroom, though she left it wide open, leaving Ryan to wonder what she was thinking.

Marissa stepped into the bathroom. She took off of her clothes, clear in front of Ryan's view. Ryan's mouth dropped open, as he watched Marissa strip off her clothes, right in front of him. Ryan felt his shirt begin to get wet as he felt drool spill out of his mouth. But when Marissa was about take off her bra and panties, she seductively walked over to the door, smiled at Ryan, and pushed it shut.

Ryan thought about what Marissa was thinking, and knew she was trying to get him to take his mind off of what was bothering him. He had to commend Marissa for trying. Ryan knew what he wanted, and was pretty sure she wanted it to. Ryan got up out of his bed and walked toward the bathroom in only his boxers.

Once Ryan got to the door, and was about to open it, Marissa stuck her head out the door.

"Ryan." She started. "Ohhh. I didn't realize you were there. You wanna wash my back." Marissa asked with a small smirk on her face.

Ryan smiled back and opened the door. He saw her standing before him completely naked. It was the second time that he had scene any part of her naked body. The only other time was when she was at Theresa's house, and she was changing. There, he got a glimpse of her chest, but that was it. But now, he was staring at her perfect nude body, asking him to wash her back.

"I'd love to." Ryan responded.

"let me help you out of these." She told him, as she reached her hands onto the elastic of his boxers, bringing them down to the floor.

Marissa smiled at him, and then grabbed his hand and dragged him into the shower. They both got under the water, rubbing there now soapy hands over each other's body. He spent special attention to her private areas, washing closely making sure they were clean, and to give her pleasure at the same time. Ryan took the showerhead off of its holder, and began focusing on certain areas of her body. They switched, and Marissa did the same.

"Did I help you take your mind off of that stranger last night?" Marissa asked Ryan.

"I think so." Ryan exclaimed, with a grin forming from cheek to cheek.

"Well I'm not finished with you," told Marissa

Marissa wasn't finished with Ryan. Instead, she was just about to get started. Marissa stood in front of him and kissed him once, and then got on her knees, and the rest is up to your imagination.

When Ryan and Marissa finished, they walked hand in hand to the kitchen, where they were met by Seth.

"So look! Its Ryan and Marissa. Did you guys get back together? Are you a couple again? Or do you both like to walk together holding hands all the time. Oh and Marissa, your face is all flushed. Oh My God! Ryan, Marissa, did you guys…."

"Seth!" Ryan interrupted.

"Right. Shutting up now."

Ryan, Seth, and Marissa got into the car, Marissa driving, Ryan next to her, and Seth in the bask seat. They went on their way to pick up Lindsay and Summer. They first picked up Summer and she sat next to Seth. Next, they went to Lindsay's place. When they arrived, Lindsay got into the car and was surprised and slightly heart-broken when she saw Ryan and Marissa holding hands in the front seat.

"Ryan, did you and Marissa get back together?" Lindsay asked with a hint of jealousy and sadness in her voice

"Yea. Isn't it great. We got back together last night." Ryan told her as a single tear fell from her left eye.

"Yah, great." Lindsay said knowing she missed out. But she knew that this way, Ryan was happy, and that was all she ever wanted.

When the five arrived at school, they started off to their classes. Ryan and Lindsay to Physics, Marissa to Calculus, and Summer and Seth to French 6. Ryan walked with Lindsay, but he could tell that something was bothering her.

"Hey Linds. Can you tell me what's wrong." Ryan asked, genuinely wanting to know what was wrong with his friend.

"Ryan, I don't know if I can do this anymore."

"Do what?"

"Be your friend."

"Why." Ryan asked completely surprised by Lindsay's change of heart.

"Because I have been falling in love with you. Ever since I met you, and we made it over that initial hump, I have been in love with you. Now, I can't bear to see you with Marissa."

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but I don't love you. I love Marissa, and I always have. But don't ruin our friendship over this. I still need and want you in my life."

Lindsay hesitated. She knew when Ryan was being completely honest, and right now he was. She smiled at him, gave him a hug, and walked with him to physics.

Ryan and Lindsay had been sitting at their table for awhile now, listening to their teacher talk to them about Newton, and he started to drift. Soon he was focusing his attention outside. But what he saw completely baffled him.'

There parked outside was a 1986 Buick. Ryan heart skipped a beat. He looked at the teacher, raised his hand and got himself excused to the bathroom. When Ryan ran outside, he saw a man. The man from afar looked to be about his height with sandy blonde hair. He looked to be in his mid to late thirties. But when Ryan spotted him, he dashed towards his car and got in and drove off before Ryan could reach the car.

Ryan stood there watching the car drive off. Who was this person that was stalking him. Who was this stranger?