Creepy Dude
Ok y'all I'm about to tell a story about a weird month for me in grade 9. So, at the start of the year there was this girl in my home room with a really weird boyfriend. I always came to school early, so I'd get to class and they'd already be there. They would just lay on the floor in the middle of the room together. She'd have her shirt pulled up and he'd be rubbing her stomach like a golden fucking retriever. So I quickly backed my ass out of the class and found somewhere else to wait for the bell to ring every day. Like I said, this happened. every. day. Our teacher got sick of this because it was weird as hell. She tells him to go back to his own class. THAT'S RIGHT, HE'S NOT EVEN IN OUR CLASS. So he leaves. I look over halfway through class to the door, and I see him watching his girlfriend through the little window. Creepy. And then this too, starts to happen every day. One day, I'm going to the bathroom and as I pass him watching her, I ask him if he's here because he has a spare period. Nope. He skips every first period (maybe more, idk) to watch her. Okay, cool. None of my business, I guess. WRONG. THIS NOSEY BITCH BOUTTA GET INVOLVED. So one day I notice his girlfriend is upset and I start talking to her. Her mom is making her switch schools because she thinks this guy is too possessive and obsesses over her. (Her mom was 100% right btw.) The same day, I get to lunch and I see the glass of our cafeteria doors is smashed. There's a ton of people standing all around so of course I start asking questions. TURNS OUT IT'S HER BOYFRIEND. (Are we surprised? No.) He found out she was moving schools. She doesn't show up for school ever again after that. I start seeing her boyfriend around the halls between classes. He says hi to me every time he sees me. I say it back because I was trying to be friendly and I was kind of scared of him. A few days later I dyed my hair. He sees me and compliments it, I say thanks, and he keeps walking. Normal interaction, right? BITCH U THOUGHT. He turns to a locker and punches it so hard he leaves a dent and looks me straight in the eye. Then he keeps walking like nothing happened. This guy is freaking me out now. I don't want anything to do with him. So when he says hi, I start just smiling and then I started to ignore him. He didn't like that. He started calling my name. And when I ignored that too, he started grabbing me. He'd grab my arm or my backpack to get my attention. I'm stubborn as hell so I'm still ignoring this guy. *before I get back to the story I have to explain how this guy makes every hair on the back of your neck stand up and makes your stomach drop. Technically, he hadn't really done anything but I was really scared of this guy. So I started looking for him in the halls, if he was in front of me I'd slow down. Behind me, I'd speed up. I even started taking different routes to class when it was convenient. One day I see him quite a bit ahead of me and I relax. Suddenly, I feel my ponytail move. He has my hair and he's twirling it around his hand in the creepiest way you can imagine. And I'm trying to pull away in a sea of bodies that are holding me in place. I can feel him breathing on my neck. I can feel the tug on my hair as I finally push through everyone and make it into my class room. The look on my face must've said it all, because 2 guys ask me what's wrong and I told them the whole story. He never bothered me again after that. Every time he saw me in the hall, he'd look down. He never said another word to me.
