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project.” As I’m walking away, I take notice of the fact that blondie is not next to me or walking behind me. Oh no, she’s staring at Ryder’s ass as he walks away.
    I snap my fingers at her bringing her out of her Ryder induced coma. What the fuck is it with women and him? “Hello, there’s drool pooling at your feet could you make it any more obvious?” She scuf fs, pretending not to be caught her face glowing red with embarrassment.
    “Has anyone ever told you that you’re a bitch?” She gloats. I almost want to laugh, almost. I should be pissed because not even Corey gets to call me a bitch without a comeback hitting him in the face, but Blondie here? Nope she’s growing on me.
    “Yup, every day sweetheart” I say smirking at her. We make our way to the tables in silence. Just as I’m pulling my books out of my backpack my phone starts vibrating. Pulling it out I smile knowing that it’s probably Corey. Honestly who knew he could be boyfriend material.
    “You look pretty today.” Is all the text says, and it’s from the same number that texted me before, when I was at the bowling alley. I look from my phone, sweeping my gaze across the room. I return a text back to the number asking ‘who is this?’ Hoping just maybe they’ll actually tell me the truth. I look from my phone and back to Kennedy, who’s looking at me like I’m on crack or something.
    “What?” I ask disgusted trying to hide my terror. This is getting beyond fucked up. If Brody can get to me on campus, then no place is safe for me.
    “Are you okay? You look , I don’t know, frantic. Kind of like a crazy cat lady whose lost her twelfth cat.” I’m glad she can make light of a joke in this situation but I can’t. My phone vibrates again and I’m almost afraid to look at it, almost.
    “You know who I am ,” Is all it says. I feel sweat building up on my hands, as I rub them on my jeans.
    “Where are you?” I text back, if he’s going to come after me again then he’s going to have to do it in the eye of everyone here.
    “Would you please shut that thing off, and help me with this project. You know half the dang grade is yours too. I might look dumb but I am not.” Kennedy’s voice echoes in my mind but all I can do is look around the room hoping to spot him.
    W hile trying to block out the fact that Kennedy is ready to explode because I’m ignoring her, I see him. Just his hair, but still he’s here watching me. In a way I’m not scared, I’m excited, I want to punch him in the face. Then shove his dick down his throat. I grab for my phone, it almost slips out of my hand. I’m shaking, and it makes it impossible to text fast enough.
    “What the fuck is wrong with you? If this is Ryder I’m sorry…”
    “Stop it’s not about Ryder…” I all but ignore her, as I turn around walking over by the lobby. Come on, Corey. Come on. Nothing. I look over my shoulder, and see him walking towards me, slow, not to draw attention but still creepy as fuck.
    I do the only thing a rational person would do, RUN. I run with all my might, over by the stacks hoping to run into someone. I make it to the stairwell before turning around to see if he followed me. I’m gasping in breaths, praying that I lost him. Just as I get my breath caught, I see him, making his way through the adult lit section. FUCK.
    I pull whatever courage, and energy I have left and open the stairwell door. I sprint up the stairs taking them two at a time. By the time I make it to the top I’m winded.
    “You can’t run from me Mimi. You’ll always be mine.” His voice is like acid raining down on my body. I freeze to my spot. What do I do? He got away with it the first time, and there might now be a second chance to put him away.
    The only thing I can thing to do is run, outsmart him, and hide. I find a door to my left my mind racing with horrible thoughts, things that will happen to me if I don’t get moving.
    I find a low lying book shelf and crawl