~ALISON
I had my head bent low with my hair covering my face as I walked across the school's lawn with my hand tightly clutching my bag's straps.
I glanced behind me every now and then and he was there, still following me with his lips curved upwards in a childish smile.
To make it worse, everytime I looked about me, I caught the glaring and inquisitive looks that was shot my way by the girls in school and even some of the guys.
I walked down to the cafeteria, filled my plate and spotted an empty table where I could eat in peace at least. I glanced over my shoulders, hopefully he'd get the memo.
I walked over to the empty seat with my tray in my hand and lowered myself into the empty seat, placed my plate on the table and was ready to dig in when he pulled out the seat opposite mine and lowered himself into it.
I sighed in exasperation and dropped my spoon with unnecessary force on my plate. The force was a reflection of the anger and frustration I was feeling at that moment.
