DEALING WITH THE STALKER

IRD YEAR IN CHEMICAL

E'S

ms of slumber were fast calling for my attention but I wasn't ready to give up. Not jus

y. It's fruitless. I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was just a fe

I furrowed my eyebrows and tapped it. It was a message from my friend and coursemate, Britt

wn and read

holic. Do you remember the Jake's

deeply. Yeah. I think

TANY: Yeah.

. At the freshers club. The club is going to be cr

ast that girl can b

an, this is a show I have craved for almost my entire life. I can't just le

my phone and ty

: I'm in. I'll b

ked them in their rightful positions b

large wardrobe and glanced at the multiple luxurious clothing aligned in hangers.

use. I wore a red jacket with a hoodie above it all and zipped it up. That's me for you. I'm just so cu

of my jacket. I walked briskly out of the hostel towards the large gate of the hostel compound. The gate was sti

to see the heavy amount of crowd gathered there already. Not like I was shocked seeing them. I just didn't expect them to be this early.

o3 rising music star artist. Someone suddenly grabbed my arm and I

clear the road. We finally got to a long row of seats. She p

d she laughed. I glanced at her. " T

have seen the struggle when the club was opened. Boy it w

nei

and I looked around to see Britt

waved. "Hey

ts for us." She said, "It's an advantage that h

nd turned to him. He winked at me and

ell foolishly in love with him but he was just a player and wanted nothing more than to get into

ittany narrates her experience with him, she never mentioned anything about all that he did to me. It seems Brittany was his soul m

n't do anything to make Brittany

around. A strange awkward feeling coursed over me and I shivered. I can't be blamed. I wasn't used to be

silly show that won't start immediately. My slumber battle had long en

in order and the show began. Many other aspiring arti

s sang. I felt like I should return back to my hostel but won't my

moment finally arrived and an uproar ensue

till my heart ached. He is far cuter than the pictures I've seen of him. He's......I don't even know how to begin to describe him. He handled the m

dn't have heard a thing because the entire club was fill

eavenly melodic voice of his pulling excess attentio

py and he's making a lot from it. But me, I keep stressing my

"Isn't he cute? I bet he has a

d scoffed. " Stop d

aming because you have been staring at him for a

it my lip. This

the stage. That exact moment, every single girl dashed ou

ce and covered my ears hoping and praying that I wouldn't get cr

y joining in the stampede. She urg

e I was till th