Monday

I've been getting annonymus text messages, e-mails, and letters all weekend. I got one on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. It's creepy. Maybe the guy is a stalker. Oh great I got a stalker stalking my ass for the rest of my life. Whoop-de-do! I opened my locker to find yet another note. What a surprise! I rolled my eyes and read it.

You know who I am. Come meet me tomorow night down by the Harbour. Don't worry...I don't bite.

The last part was very veryun-needed. It made me feeluncomfortable.But was I actually going to meet this guy at the Harbour? He said I know him but should I take the chance? Then it all went dark. Whats happening? Power outage?

"Guess who?" Someone said behind me covering my eyes.

"Give me a hint." I said and had a small clue who it was. Iruffeled my hands inthe persons hair.

"Hey! Don't mess with the hair!"

"Hi Freddy." I said and he took his hands off of my eyes. Then before I could hide the note Freddy took it off of the door of my locker.

"Ooo..." Freddy said looking at the note and fixing his spikey blond hair. "Love note maybe?" He laughed and read it. He looked at little disturbed. "This guys obviously likes you and say's that you know him but I wouldn't trust this. Summer, what if he's a stalker or somthing?"

"What is he going to do? Kiddnapp me?" I joked snatching back the note and closing my locker door.

"Maybe." Freddy said and then the bell rang for school to be over. "Band practice." He said and took out the drumsticks from his backpocket. Probly because he got the idea that I was going to steal them, run away, hide in the back of his car, jump out and scare the living hell out of him when he least expects it. Nah, this time i'll hide in the trunk. Just kidding, somthing more sneaky next time. Maybe next time I should steal the whole drum set. He'll probly cry or somthing. Those drums and his car are like his baby's.

I told Katie about the letter and how I might meet that guy there. She just about had a spazz attack at me. Somthing you wouldn't expect Katie to do. You would expect Freddy to do that.

"Chill Katie." I said. "Oh my gosh what is it with everyone freakin out at me?"

"Well Sum' I'm protective." She said picking up her bass. "I don't think you should meet this guy. Sure, he could be a 40 year old guy for all you know. The only way."

"Freddy was protective too. Look, i'm 16 years old and perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I'm going." I had to go. I was curious! I started to walk over to the front of the class.

"Well then I'm going with you." Katie insisted. I turned around.

"No."

"You better listen to Katie you know." Freddy reminded me as I picked up my bookbag that was sitting there by my desk. Band practice was over and I was just about to leave to go home. "We don't want anything to happen to you."

I grunted. "Listen. I can take care of myself i'm not 6 years old!" I swung it over and shoulder and walked out of the classroom. But Freddy followed. Well he kinda had to because we lived next to eachother.

"I don't care. I'm comming with you." He said taking out the keys to his car. "I'll follow you and you won't even know it."

"Ok now your the stalker." I pushed open the doors to Horace Green Highschool and walked down over the steps. Freddy slid down on the rail and jumped in front of me.

"No." He said flatly. "But really. Do you want a ride home?"

"Actually ye..." Then I heard someone call out my name. I looked over to see Paul.

"Wanna ride?" He asked leaning on his car.

"I'm catchin a ride with Freddy." I yelled back. "Thanks though."

"What if the guy was Paul?" He said opening the car door.

"There's nothing wrong with Paul." I told him sliding into Freddy's car and putting on my seatbelt.

"He's alright. What if he was going to kidnapp you and then kill you so the band would break up and their band would take our place?" Freddy was insane.

"I cannot believe you. Why don't you want me to go? I can understand Katie. Katie is like my sister, well because I have none, and the fact that she's protective over me. But you, you left me on top of the monkey bars in kindergarten alone after the bell and wouldn't help me down."

"Well I don't want you to get hurt."

"Hurt? How? The guys not going to murder me in front of everyone by the Harbour. The most the guy can do is kiss me." Then Freddy shuddered starting up the car. "That's it. You're jealous. You don't want me to go out with a guy. Is that why you brought up Paul?" We were on the road now and the only thing that was running through my mind was Freddy Jones, jealous?

"No." Freddy's voice cracked. "Me? Jealous." But I wasn't optimistic.

We pulled up at my house and I got out.

"Thanks for the ride home." I said swinging my book bag onto my left shoulder. It wasn't very heavy because I never had very much homework.

"Anytime." He said starting to abck out of the driveway and then he stopped and poked his head out of the window. "Don't you dare go down to the Harbour!" He yelled.

"I will!" I yelled back. "Bye Freddy!" Then I went inside. Well I was curious. And like I said: I'm fully capable of taking care of myself. What could go wrong?

Or what couldn't go wrong?