Creepy

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"Wha…. What? Oh no… no… you have to be kidding me..." I stutter, "It was right there." I point to the empty space where the backpack once was.

"It's fine we will just get the backpack another time." He says. I give him a look. "Soon. We will find it soon. He is always over and he'll set his bag down at some point so we will get it soon." He tries to say reassuringly.

"What are the chances of that ever happening?" I say.

"Soon. Okay? We will just wait for a bit, but we will get it." He says. I know he is just saying that. I mean what are the chances that we will just be able to get his backpack away from him? He did leave it on the floor this time, but who is to say that will ever happen again? I walk towards the stairs and start heading up.

"Where are you going?" Freddie asks. I turn to him on the stairs.

"I will not let Carly be alone with him." I say and keep walking up the stairs. I mean if this guy has been watching me…. Or studying me or whatever, I get chills just thinking about it, there is no way I'm letting him near Carly alone. I know, I'm protective, just get over it. Even though Aaron seems to only be focused on me, I am not going to trust him around any of my friends. I make it up to the studio and yeah, stairs once again were a bad idea. Why do I feel I need to take them to prove a point? I need to relax after this. I walk to the door and stop. Whoever thought of making this door so you could see through it is an idiot. I see Carly and Aaron in the middle of a kiss! Crap! Great, my best friend and my creep stalker are lip locking, that's just great. They quickly break apart. I step away from the door so they won't see me and lean against the wall. Freddie makes his way up the stairs; I knew he was behind me.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"My life sucks." I say.

"Uhhh?" He says.

"Aaron and Carly kissed." I say right to the point.

"Oh crap." He says.

"My thoughts exactly." I say. Our conversation is interrupted by Aaron walking out of the studio. All three of us just stop and stare at each other. It's like that awkward run in and no one is talking. Aaron just nods his head and walks past us and down the stairs.

"What was that?" Freddie asks. I don't answer him; I just walk into the studio.

"Carly?" I ask. I see her lying face down in a bean bag.

"Go away." She mumbles. Freddie walks in behind me and gives a confused look at Carly.

"What's the matter?" I ask. She doesn't know I saw her and Aaron kissing.

"I don't want to talk about it." She says.

"Carly" Freddie says. She jumps up from the bean bag and turns to us. Her cheeks are red, I think she was crying.

"I just want to be alone" She says and walks passed us, out the door. She slammed it too by the way.

"That can't be good" Freddie says.

"And this day just keeps getting better and better." I say sarcastically.

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"You wanna talk about it now?" I ask Carly. We are in her room, sitting on her bed, getting ready to watch a movie and go to sleep for the night. Carly pretty much locked herself in her room all day. It took me 15 minutes of telling her to unlock the door before she finally let me in. I still want to…. No need to find out what happened with Aaron earlier today.

"Not really" She says.

"Look we are not going to bed until you tell me." I say. She groans and falls back on the bed.

"I'm so stupid" She says.

"No you're not" I tell her.

"Yes I am. I can't believe I actually thought he liked me."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well we were both being flirty, at least I thought so, and I thought today he was really into me, but just too shy to make a move or say anything…. So I ended up just going for it and I kissed him! Just flat out kissed him with no warning or anything. So stupid." She says.

"What happened after that?" I ask.

"Nothing. He broke off the kiss, practically pushed me away, within a few seconds. Oh god it was so embarrassing." She says. So Carly kissed Aaron, but Aaron pushed her away because he didn't want to kiss her even though he has been flirting with her for the past few days and I am pretty sure he didn't kiss Carly because he is obsessed with me, literally….. I think if I tell Carly that… well actually I have no idea what would happen if I tell her. Freddie wanted to tell her earlier today, but I made him swear he wouldn't say anything. I am going to be the one to tell her when it's the right time. Which is not now.

"Did he say why he pushed you away?" I ask.

"No he just stared at me like I committed the biggest crime against him or something, then he just left without saying one word." She says.

"Well just forget about him. He is not even worth it." I say, trying to sound convincing and not sound like even talking about him gives the chills, not the good kind of course.

"Are you kidding? He is perfect and I just totally screwed it up. He will probably never speak to me again." She whines. That's a good thing; I would give anything to have him stop speaking to me.

"He is far from perfect." I say under my breath, Carly doesn't hear me.

"Well enough about my most embarrassing day ever. What did you do?" She asks.

"Well since you locked yourself in here all day, I was forced to hang out with the nerd." I say emphasizing the word 'forced'.

"Yeah, I'm sure." She says sarcastically.

"Why was that sarcastic?" I question.

"You would hang out with Freddie even if you weren't forced, which you weren't." She says.

"No I wouldn't." I say. Okay, I'm lying, but that answer is just reflex.

"You liar" She says, "You guys are friends and I can tell that you two enjoy hanging out with each other… a little more lately too."

"What are you getting to, Shay?"

"Oh, nothingggggggg" She says.

"Yeah, whatever." I say.

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I gasp awake by the sound of my phone going off. I look around the room and try to slow down my heart, it's beating like crazy. That dream again, I think it's getting worse. I have never been this stirred by it before. I focus my attention and grab my phone, a new text message.

Sam? You awake? –A

I look at the clock 4:39am. What is he doing texting me now? Yeah, not going to answer. I lie back down and shut my eyes. A few minutes later I hear my phone again. Oh come on. I groan and look at my phone.

I want 2 talk 2 u –A

Seriously? Who wakes someone up at 4 in the morning to "talk"? I just ignore it. My phone goes off again. You have to be kidding me.

U wanna hang out tomorrow? –A

I turn my phone off. Goodnight creep.

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Urrrgghhh… I hate Mondays. Why must they exist? I throw books into my locker. Yesterday was actually stress free. I kept my phone off all day yesterday and today not looking forward to seeing Aaron; Freddie said he will take any opportunity to get his backpack, but what are the chances of that. Plus I don't want the creep to know that I know about it. I haven't told Carly yet, I mean this is kind of out there, she would believe me but I want to have the proof.

"Having a bad morning?" I turn and face Aaron. I think I freeze for a second; he leans up against the lockers.

"Yeah." I say remembering that I need to act like I am not beyond creeped out by him.

"So I tried texting you yesterday" He says. Yeah, I know. You did text me like 8 times.

"Yeah, sorry. My phone has been whacked out lately." I say. Where is Carly or Freddie when you need them? And of course right after I say my phone is whacked, it goes off. I hate my life. Aaron gives me this creepy look; he knows I lied about my phone.

Freddie and I are in class already. Sorry the teacher needed to ask us a question :/ -C

Of course, well that is just perfect. I can feel Aaron staring at me. I don't text Carly back. I put my phone back in my pocket and give a fake smile at Aaron. He smiles back, but not a good one, it looks like he is almost amused; creepy…. I really don't have any other word to describe this kid.

"I thought your phone was broken" He says.

"Well yeah." I say, "We should get to class. Talk to you later." I walk away and down the hall. Crap, he is still behind me, I know he is.

"Sam, hold on." I hear him say. I keep walking like I didn't hear him. I'm stopped because he grabs my arm, hard… and turns me to him. I grunt in pain, he isn't letting go.

"Let go." I tell him. We are close, I mean uncomfortably close.

"I know that you know." He says. What? How could he know? The papers kind of crumpled when they fell out, I guess. I don't know… someone has to come down this hall, right? Where are people when you need them? This is so not good.