Summary: "The tables have turned. We were the ones pursuing him, stalking him. But that was 2 years ago. Now he's the one watching me. He wants revenge... I think"

Author: Black Dreamz

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Some notes: VERY SLASHY…. So BEWARE Homophobic people.

Stalker: Prologue

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I opened my rather smashed up locker and shoved my books in. As I turned around someone pushed me against the metal.

“Hey Asshole.” I flinched from the bad breath coming towards me.

I groaned as the usual bully rammed against me, as always, trying to make me cry. They were all the same to me: Big, Brawny and mentally retarded.

 “Get off me, Jerk” I yowled, resembling a fiery bobcat. I may be small and puny but no one could mess with me and get away.

As usual one or two punches were thrown and seeing no ample results of their bullying I was let go.

I furiously straightened my sweater and stalked off to my next class, which unfortunately was chemistry. The teacher was a 30 something female who seriously needed to pull that stick out from her ass.

Huffing and puffing, I sat down on my chair and took out my textbook. My chemistry partner, Lillian, sniffed at my rumpled appearance and smoothened her own frilly, lace dress and looked at the teacher adoringly. I sneered at her diligence and looked around for my best friend who was, apparently, late again.

I looked down at my notes and began flipping through them when I heard someone entering the classroom. I looked up and was surprised to find it was not my friend but a new student who looked very familiar.

“Ah, here he is, my favourite prodigy, Mr. Ethan.” The teacher boomed, looking very happy.

Around me the class had started twittering and pointing at the boy while my jaw had fallen wide open. I was totally and completely stunned. This boy with the honey touched hair and wide gray eyes could simply not be the person who I thought it was.

And at that very moment he turned, his eyes bored into me as if I was the only one who existed. 

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“It is, It is him” I shouted at my best friend who had incidentally missed the chemistry class. His mouth was also comically wide open, his expression mirroring the one I had in class.

“I still don’t believe it man.” He shook his head, waving his platinum blond hair around.

“You’ve got to. Ethan Mills is back and I bet he’s going to take revenge for what we did.” I cried out rather dramatically.

“Hold your horses there buddy. Revenge is too big a word to use in this situation. I mean we know the guy’s completely harmless. And besides it’s not like what we did with him was really that serious.”

“He left town because of it.”

“That’s just a silly theory our immature minds made because we were just scared.”

“I still think we should be cautious.”

“Oh shut up.”

I shoved my bag pack on his head.

 

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“Stupid, Stupid.” I muttered as my bicycle’s wheel went fissss and out came all the air that was inside. The first day of school had exhausted me and the thought of wheeling back to my home had been torture and now even that pleasure wasn’t granted to me. My toes were hurting and the school was practically deserted, so no one could actually help me. I began making way to my house dragging the bike along with me.

The road was eerily quiet and the sun blazed down at me even though technically by this time of September the weather should be chilly. I walked which small steps and it seemed to take me forever to get to my street. It was at that moment that I heard footsteps coming behind me. For some very odd reason I felt threatened and I started walking more hurriedly. The footsteps coming behind me also got faster and, to my horror, more nearer. I was nearly running by the time I got to my house. I threw my bike on the garden and practically flew up to my door. Wildly opening it, I raced inside and I slammed it shut.

I then paused to gain my breath.

I sneaked a look outside and my breathing came to radical pace as I found Ethan standing outside my house.

Is he stalking me? What does he want? Does he want revenge for all the things we did?

 

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  Our Protagonist is a little bit paranoid you might say and not to forget very much a drama queen.

He’s 16 and has hazel eyes, red hair and makes for very fetching picture indeed.

Bye.