Holy Moly

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I narrowed my eyes at the tall brunette boy. He looked familiar, but at the same time he didn't.

"Do I know you?" I asked.

"No, but I know you."

"You know me?" I raised a brow. "But I don't know you?"

"Yes," he nodded.

"Ok, either I'm getting famous, or I'm getting stalked," I declared.

"Stalking would be more appropriate," he gave me a sly grin.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing," he started walking towards me.

Run, something in my head told me. And that's what I did. I ran as fast as I could down the alley. But unfortunately I wasn't fast enough. He ran in front of me, slamming his fist on the wall next to my head. I jumped, and starting to back away slowly. Why was I so scared of this guy?

"Ah, ah, ah. You're not going anywhere," he smirked.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Who the hell are you?" I snapped.

"Try harder and see if you can recognize me," he smirked again.

I stared at him. I stared and stared, but nothing came up.

Think harder, I told myself. But still, nothing came up.

"Not working? God, my brother is dating this witch?" he shook his head.

Brother? Then it clicked together.

"Holy shizballs! You're related to Adri?!" I yelled.

"Yes, unfortunately," he nodded.

"I knew you looked familiar," I said.

"You still couldn't tell until I said 'brother'."

"No, I knew," I claimed.

"What does he see in you?" he muttered.

"Must be my sexy face," I shrugged.

"You mean mine?" he had a smug look.

"Ew, no."

"Bad taste, I see. I mean you are dating my dickhead of a brother."

"Dickhead?" I raised a brow.

"Yes," he leaned closer. "Worse actually."

"Worse? How?"

He stood back, standing straight. Dang, he was tall. I had to crane my neck up to see his face.

"You'll find out soon."

"Ok then?"

I just realized I was still pressed against the wall.

"You mind moving?" I asked.

"Nope," he grinned.

I brought my knee up, which would have connected with his little friend if he hadn't moved.

"Nice try, witch," he shot at me.

"Oh yeah?" I scoffed. "Whatever, I still got you to move."

"Try walking and we'll see," a sly smile appeared on his face.

I gave him a challenging look and stepped forward. I put foot after foot and walked away.

What now, bloodsucker, I thought to myself. But I was obviously wrong. He flashed right in front of me again.

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