Disclaimer: I only own Joel. Nothing else.
A/N: My chapters just keep getting shorter and shorter. Sorry about that. I have somewhere I want to go in this story, but I'm having problems getting there. Don't worry though. I'll get where I want to go. lol.
The next morning Zack and Cody went to school like they normally do, but this time Cody was looking over his shoudler trying to get a glimpse of Joel. Zack was also keeping an eye on things. He didn't want anything bad to happen to Cody.
Cody was having a hard time concentrating in class. His teachers kept catching him looking out the window. Some of them stopped him after class to talk, but Cody just shook them off, saying he just couldn't wait for lunch so he could go outside and play. The truth was, he had no intention of going outside. He was safe in school, but outside anything could happen. If Joel was really watching him, he needed to be careful.
"Cody. Eat your dinner. It's getting cold," said a concerned Carey.
"I'm not that hungry."
"Are you still feeling a little sick?"
"Yeah. I guess."
"Want me to make you some chicken noodle soup? I know it's your favorite when your sick."
"Mom. I said I'm not hungry. Just leave me alone." After saying this, Cody stormed off to his bedroom.
"What's up with him?"
Zack could only guess what was bothering his brother, but he knew he was probably right. He knew he should tell his mom what was happening with Cody and about Joel, too. Joel was a big time murderer and he was way to much to handle for two, thirteen year old, twin boys. Zack didn't tell though. He would wait until Cody was ready.
"Um...I think someone said he was fat at lunch today." Zack would have slapped himself in the face for that if it wouldn't have made Carey suspicious. Cody was nowhere near fat! Carey would never believe what Zack just said. But oddly she did. Now Cody would probably get a talk on eating disorders.
Later that night...
"Zack? Are you awake?"
"No," Zack mumbled.
"Well, you might want to be. There's a fire outside our door.
Zack jumped up from bed and screamed like a girl. "Shut up, Zack. I was kidding," laughed Cody.
"Fine, but when there really is a fire I won't believe you and then I'd burn to death and it would be all your fault," Zack said. He wasn't to happy about the joke. He was supposed to be the one picking on Cody.
"There was another note in my locker today. I don't know how he gets into it though. The only place I keep the combination is in my head and I haven't told anyone. He must be watching me from inside the school."
"Well, what did the note say?"
Instead of reading it to him, Cody just handed the note to Zack. Zack's jaw dropped. This note read: Your school can't protect you from me. And neither can Zack. "Cody. I think we need to tell mom. This is getting way out of hand."
"I can't. He'd kill us all."
"Well, this note makes it sound like he's going to kill you. Either way he's killing someone. We can't handle this by ourselves. We need help."
"Your right. I'll tell mom in the morning.