Joey felt Mary shiver again. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"Nothing" Mary lied.

"Mary you are a terrible liar. Now what is the matter!" Joey said starting to get angry.

"Okay! It's just that man behind us has been following us since we arrived here." Joey looked back at the man. He hadn't ever seen him before, but then maybe he had. He met so many people it was hard to tell.

"Who is he?" Joey asked.

"I was hoping you knew." Mary said sounding afraid.

"You know it probably isn't anything. Just someone who was driving along, saw me, and was all like, OH MY GAWD! IT'S JOEY PAKER!" Joey said in a high-pitched voice, which made Mary laugh.

"Yeah you're probably right." Mary giggled. "Oops. We haven't even noticed how far Tami and Dustin are ahead of us."

"Yeah your right." Joey said. 'We should catch up with them."

The next day.

Mary yawned. Then she sat up in bed and stretched her arms. She was tired. They had somehow taken the five-mile trail by mistake and didn't get back until late.

Mary got out of bed and looked at the clock. Wow! It was late. Why did everyone let her sleep this late?

She was hungry so she walked to the kitchen and poured her self a bowl of honey nut cheerios. When she went to get the milk, she noticed a note for her on the fridge.

Mary,

The boys had to go do something at the auditorium where Joey is performing, something about a fog machine not being ordered. They said they would be back for lunch. I went shopping. I wanted you to come with me, but you were so tired last night and you looked so peaceful… I just couldn't wake you. But if your good maybe I'll bring you a welcome back present. Okay?

Then Tami had drawn a little smiley face.

Seriously though, any problems call me or Joey. You should probably call Joey because he is closer then I am.

Be back soon,

Tami~

Mary put the note back on the fridge and opened the fridge. As she poured her milk, she thought about last night. Joey was probably right about that man. But, there was something about him she didn't like him.

"Well who am I to judge I never even met the man." Mary said to herself, putting the milk back in the fridge.

While she ate her cereal, she tried to remember if she had ever seen him before yesterday. She didn't think she had.

She sighed as she rinsed out her bowl. She doubted she would ever see him again so what did it matter? Out of curiosity, she went to her bedroom and looked out the window. She almost expected the man to be sitting right their on the bench watching her. But he wasn't. Maybe she was just being paranoid.

She went to the living room and sat on Tami's big furry zebra striped couch. Then she turned on the television. She flipped through all the channels and nothing was on. So she just left it on Good Morning America.

She got up and started to walk to her room. She thought that maybe she would practice her dancing. Then she suddenly heard a very loud, forceful knock at the back door.

"That's strange." Mary thought. "Who knocks at the back door?" Mary had a bad feeling about this. Then the person started banging on the back door even harder. Mary slowly walked over to the kitchen window. From there she could she who was knocking.

And what she saw scared her to death. The man knocking on the door was the man from last night!