It’s amazing how often you begin to see a person once you are looking for them. Everywhere I look I am now seeing my target. I think he knows. He’s seen me following him three times now. How could he not know? I haven’t seen him without a person for the last three days and have followed him multiple times; I’m getting over it.

There was a Homeroom Olympic event in the gym this morning and I decided to go; I mean, he could have possibly been there. I walked in and right off the back spotted him and tried to get out of sight. I went up high in the bleachers and spied on him with my girlfriend. He was surrounded; I needed to tag him when the bell rung.

The bell chimed and I jumped down the bleachers like a monkey, but my prey got to cover safely. My one good chance and I fell short. On my way to second period I was skeptical, I still have no idea who has me. I arrived safely to second period and began talking to my friend. He asked me who I had and I told him because I trusted him. I asked him the same question. He said, “YOU”. I’m out.