In Love With A Stranger
He sits, waiting. I watch him through the window as he begins to stand up, only to sit once more. He glances at the window and smiles at me. I smile back, heading inside of the bus stop, wondering what he was waiting for and why.
I sit across from him,"Hello, Steven."
He looks up at me,"Hi Skylar. We meet again."
We sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I was about to get my book out when Steven decided to speak up,"I saw you at school today. You looked pretty lonely."
I froze for a second. Is he stalking me? I was about to ask, when my phone rang.