Chapter Twenty Two- People Are Watching

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The first thing I saw when I woke up on Saturday. I couldn't help but laugh like a maniac at the 'threat'. I mean, did Jenelle seriously have to go this far to scare me?

Though, I'm not a hundred percent positive that it's Jenelle cause the note was typed instead of being handwritten. Plus, when did she even get the time to leave it on my nightstand anyway?

So, me being me: I assumed it was a cruel joke played out by the boys or my brother, since they're the only ones I know, who like to prank me. I went to my brother's room and demanded to know whether he left it in my room or not. His only response was confusion. And then, a hundred questions were thrown at me. Whether I was being bullied, threatened or do I have some crazy stalker. I told him to calm down since it could be a joke from the boys, so he very reluctantly did.

Then, I planned on texting the guys about it but then rethought it. I wanted to see their expressions when I ask them, they could be lying for all I know! So here they all are, back in this hellhole called high school, sitting in the cafeteria, waiting for their doom.

I hold out the stupid piece of paper and show it to them, holding it between my pointer finger and thumb. "So," I demand, "who left it?" I pull the slip back and cross my arms across my chest and glare at them all.

All I get in response is five pairs of blinks.

"What," Josh starts slowly, "are you talking about?" He genuinely looks confused. Even his eyes hold no mischief or amusement. And knowing Josh, he can't even mask his features even if his life depended on it.

I turn to the other boys, still glaring at them. Zack watches me as if I'm going mad, Dylan watches me with concern all over his face, and Brian... well, he's masked his features, but I never suspected him in the first place since he was with his family that night.

I sigh, "so you guys didn't do it?" They all shake their heads in unison. I purse my lips for a moment, and then excuse myself from the table. I stride down the cafeteria, towards Jenelle at the centre table.

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