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"you know, Anne, I worry about you."
"huh?" I turned to look at Keith. It was Friday, and he had no soccer practice, so we could walk home together. His college was right next to my school, which wasn't far from our house, maybe a fifteen minute walk if you walked at a normal pace.
"yeah, I do," Keith said. "do you know what happened to Ellen?"
Ellen was one of Keith's friends, and I knew her pretty well. She was sweet and we went to the movies together sometimes.
"something happened to Ellen?" I asked. "what?"
"she was mugged while coming back from shopping," Keith said.
"oh, my gosh, is she okay?" I asked, worried.
"she's fine," Keith said, "but she lost some cash and her cell phone." He looked at me, worried. "you know, Anne, you have to walk alone three days a week, and you--"
"stop worrying so much, Keith," I said. "it's not like I walk at night, alone."
"I know, but..." Keith paused. "you stay alone at home for a really long time, even full nights sometimes, when Mom has to go out of town and I have to go out of town for some matches, and I--"
"keith, don 't worry," I interrupted. "I'll be fine."
Keith sighed. "it's just... I don't want you to get hurt."
I smiled at him. "don't worry about me."
"hey," Travis said as I walked in my room, and dumped my bag on my bed.
"hi," I plopped down on the bed. I was thinking of Ellen. What would've happened to me if I was in that position? I wouldn't be able to do anything, that was the truth.
"whatcha thinking about?" Travis asked. I looked at him; he watched WAY too much TV.
"oh, nothing..." I said, but then changed my mind. "actually, there is something," I said, "what would happen if I got attacked?"
"you would shriek and I'd come and beat the guy bloody," Travis smiled. I stared at him flatly.
"no, you idiot," I said. "what if I was all alone? I'm so... defenseless."
Travis actually looked thoughtful as he sat down next to me. "how about I teach you how to fight?"
I stared at him. "WHAT?!"
"yeah, I could teach you," Travis said. "I'm pretty good. Come on, I'm sure it'll make you feel... safer."
I thought about it. It definitely would make me feel safer and more confident. "maybe I should go to a REAL judo teacher or something," I suggested.
"no way," Travis insisted. "it'll be more fun. Now, get up." He got up and tugged on my hand, and I uncertainly got up and followed him near the window, where there was enough space.
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Hiding a super hot, pervert guy on the run in my roomTeen Fiction
NOTE: This story is really old and poorly written! I'm rewriting it under a different name: Pervert in my Room. If you want to read something actually readable, check it out under my profile!