It was almost the end of my first day at school, but I had been called down to the office because someone was here to pick me up. I was curious because I didn't have an immediate family, and I lived on my own. I didn't have any pets. I did have a car, but I didn't use it unless it was necessary. I was close enough to school that I could walk. But as I walked towards the office, a feeling of uneasiness creeped into my gut, and it got bigger and bigger with each step closer to the office. I didn't quite know what had gotten into me, and I didn't want to find out. But my legs kept going and my gut screamed at me to turn around and go home. I didn't know if I was being silly, or someone simply awful was waiting in the office.

When I finally got to the office, a boy who looked very familiar stood up and walked up to me. He looked very angry. And dangerous.

"Why didn't you answer my DMs!" He yelled in my face. Now I know where I knew him from. The internet. He had harassed me on Snapchat by calling me pretty and telling me I was his girlfriend. I finally ended up blocking him altogether. But now... here of all places... why?

"Answer my question, Sara!" He practically spat in my face. At that moment, the school bell rang. I ran as fast as I could out the back of the building. I could feel him chasing me. He was almost within grabbing distance when I put on a burst of speed and ran into my best friend, Mike. He took one look at me and knew something was wrong.

"What is it, Sara?" He asks as I stare into his warm and comforting blue eyes.

"Someone named Dallas is chasing me. The thing is, he harassed me online, and now he's here and chasing me. I just can't deal with it right now."

"Then let me deal with it. I'll give you a headstart, and then you can get home safely. I'll check on you since I live next door. I might also ask my mom if I can spend the night at your house."

"But what about you? If you punch him or do anything then you'll just get in trouble."

"I'll go down for that if it means I keep you safe."

I nod and run as fast as I can. I can hear Dallas yelling at Mike, demanding to know where I went. I hesitated for a bit, but then I heard Dallas running towards me, and I heard Mike tackle him. He looked at me and said one word: run. I ran and ran, and I didn't hesitate until I was safely locked in my house. Then I heard a knocking at my door. It was Dallas.

*Cue suspense accents

Leave a comment telling me if you liked it, and if I should do more stories like this. I do have a hard time figuring out names, though.