Tag, You're It :: L.H

"Eenie meenie miny mo,
Catch a lady by her toes,
If she screams, don't let her go."

when Luke wants something, he will do everything he can to get it.


2. ::1::

Kate's PoV

I was reading a pastel pink-covered book as I lay on the soft grass. It was summer time and the sun shone brightly in the blue sky, it lightly touching my exposed skin. I was wearing a white flowery dress with white thigh-highs with no shoes, my sock-covered feet raised in the warm air kicking it childishly as I lay on my tummy.

I was just comfortable; enjoying the moment and especially enjoying the book. Everything was silent except for the odd chirp of a bird or the quiet whooshing sound of a car driving past.

I felt on odd feeling in my gut, like someone was watching me. Slowly, I looked up and scanned my neighbourhood for anyone who looks suspicious. I couldn't see anyone and that terrified me. The feeling never left, not even for a second.

Hesitantly I went back to my reading, trying to ignore the burning sensation of someone's eyes staring at me, seemingly not even blinking. Freak I thought as I squirms uncomfortably.

I kept telling myself that it was my brain playing tricks on me, or it was my mum making sure I'm okay, but something didn't sit right with me.


There was a loud knock at the door. I was inside now watching Teen Wolf in my room. I quickly skipped downstairs and went to the door, opening it slowly. There stood a rather tall, unfamiliar male, his eyes were dark blue as they stared at me. A small smirk found its way onto his lips.

"Hello there, princess." I felt uneasy with his words and I wasn't sure what to say until my mother walks over to us.

"Ah, Luke, hi." She smiled at the taller man making him smile back warmly. "Come in, make yourself comfortable." I was confused to say the least. Who was this man? Luke walked in and went to the sitting room as my mum and I walked to the kitchen.

"Who-who is he?" I stuttered feeling my heart tighten. He made me feel nervous and not the good, blushy kind. More of a 'he looks like a serial killer' kind of nervous.

"That's Luke, he's just moved next door and, you know me, I can't pass up an opportunity to make a new friend." The older woman smiled wide as she made two coffees and a cup of orange juice for me. Thanks mum.

All the time Luke was here I felt the same familiar feeling I felt earlier that week; the feeling of someone watching me. And, indeed, he was. His eyes was fixed on me but not enough for my mum to notice.

"Go show Luke to the door." My mum patted my shoulder making me jump. I nodded slowly and stood up, walking to the door with Luke following closely behind.

"Stop looking at my butt," I turned around and pouted. All he did was smirk and bite his lip. "You're a creep." I felt tears well up in my eyes. His presence made me feel uneasy and violated and I wasn't sure why. Once he left, I felt a huge sigh leave my lips, my shoulders seemed to loosen up a little.


Again, I lay on the grass, holding my favourite book in my hands. I tried to ignore the bugging feeling of eyes watching my every move, but I couldn't. I felt terrified for my own safety. Maybe it's a bunch of children messing around but a little part of me believed it wasn't, a little part of my believed it was more serious than that.


I had to rewrite it because I wanted to make it better.

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