Jessies's pov
I woke up Friday morning super excited. Unfortunately I still had to get through boring school, but Mikey was taking me to the little auction tonight!!
I put on my cute panda outfit, grabbed the lunch I made last night, and said bye to my mother who was passed out drunk on the couch. I rolled my eyes and turned off the TV, then left the house.
I started the 20 minute walk to school, thinking about what it would be like at the auction. How safe was it? What kind of bids did people make? I was so consumed in my thoughts I almost didn't notice a big truck driving slowly behind me. I sped up a little bit, getting nervous. I was still 10 minutes from school.
The truck sped up as well, and I looked at the driver, but couldn't see through the dark tint. Then it pulled up directly next to me.
I panicked as the window rolled down, revealing a man with patchy gray hair, sunglasses, and yellowed teeth.
"Hey little lady" he said in a dark voice.
"How's about you hop in my truck and I'll show you a good time?" He smirked.
I screamed and ran. He slammed the gas and began following me, getting closer and closer. I turned the corner and saw my school in sight. I hoped Mikey was there. I was so scared.
I ran across the street without looking, narrowly missed by a turning car. I ran onto my school campus and went to Mikey and I's meeting spot. Thank God he was there.
"MIKEY" I said with a panicked voice. He immediately dropped his book and stood up as I ran into his arms, tears streaming down my face.
"Woah what happened?!?!" I could hear the worry in his voice.
"Th-this creepy m-man in a gray truck..." I trailed off, crying into his chest.
Mikey's pov
I held Jessie's tiny frame against me, looking for the gray truck she was talking about. I saw it turn a corner and narrowed my eyes. He'd better not come back here.
I knelt down and held Jessie away from me so I could look at her.
"Hey little bug, can you look at me?" I wiped her hair out of her face and wiped her tears. "You're okay. You're safe now and he can't get you. I promise"
She sniffled and rubbed her eyes, giving a little hiccup, then looked at me with her hazel eyes.
"Listen. After school we're gonna get some food, whenever you wanna go. Then we're gonna drive to the auction place, okay? That sound good?
She nodded and wiped her nose as the bell rang. She cringed. The bell always scared the poor thing. Good thing she was graduating soon.
Jessie's pov
Mikey helped me calm down, then he walked me to my first class. Art. Thank God. Art always helped me calm down. I sat down in my back seat, noticing we had a substitute.
"Good morning art students. My name is Jake Manta. You all can call me Mr. J. He made eye contact with me, and gave a little smirk. I slumped down in my seat and put up my panda hood.
"Since your instructor isn't here, and apparently didn't leave any assignment, you can free draw. Keep it quiet and be ready to leave 5 minutes before the bell."
He went and sat down. As he did so, I noticed his nice body. He was tall, maybe 6'2 or 6'3. His shirt was slightly tight around his muscles, and his legs were long.
He sat down at his computer and started typing. I began to draw my dollies playing in a park when my pencil broke. The sharpener was on his desk at the front of the class. I stared at it nervously, trying to work up the courage to get up. I checked my bag but couldn't find another pencil.
I hesitantly stood up and walked to the front of the class. I inserted my pencil in and started turning the handle, hearing the grinding sound. Mr. J slowly turned and looked at me, waiting for me to be done. I quickly finished and scurried back to my seat, nearly tripping. I sat down and got back to work, feeling his eyes on me the rest of the class.
After another 45 minutes of feeling eyes on me, the bell finally rang and I ran to my next class.