Welcome to chapter 2 ! This chapter is a little longer than the last, and all the upcoming chapters should be getting longer too :).

I hope you enjoy!

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The weekend was sadly over. However, Lynn's alarm clock didn't seem to get the message.

Lynn's eyes shot open as she awoke with a jolt of adrenaline with the realization that it was Monday and that there was light shining through her windows, meaning she most likely woke up late. Again.

 "Shit! What time is it?" Lynn threw her arm at her nightstand in an attempt to grab her phone. Apparently, she was too tired to think of how much force she could use, and ended up sending her innocent phone down with a flight to the un-carpeted floor, face down. 

Lynn saw it in slow motion.

"Oh gosh," Lynn dove to the floor in her tangle of blankets, "please don't be broken. Oh please don't be broken." She slowly lifted the phone off the floor, one eye closed as she was already wincing at the chance of a single crack across the perfect glass. She took a deep breath as she turned it towards her eyes, a breath that quickly escaped as it was revealed her phone hadn't received a single scratch. 

"Thank god," She crumbled against her bed.

This was Lynn's third phone of the school year. Water damaging a phone, dropping of the phone, bending of the phone, stepping on the phone, forgetting it on the back of Hazel's car while she drove away of a phone, they were all ways Lynn had broken a phone in her life. And that was only a few of them.

With Lynn's bad luck with her phones in the past, she was told her current phone would be the last replacement for the rest of the school year, so a simple flight for her phone off the nightstand was not something Lynn would like to happen again.

She shook her head to clear it before clicking her phones power button, the numbers 7:45 glowing bright at her, along with seven missed calls notifications from Hazel.

She had fifteen minutes to get to school.

It took seven minutes to walk there. 

 "Shit, shit, shit!", Lynn sang as she shoved herself off the floor and ran for her bathroom. 

As she looked in the mirror she nearly screamed in fright. 

Her hair was going in every direction it pleased, her bags under her eyes each looked like a black hole, and her mascara from the day before was smeared under her eyes, combined with her bags, making it look even scarier.

Lynn groaned as she turned her faucet on and washed her face and brushed her teeth, dealing with one of the three problems. 

She quickly patted her face dry and applied her moisturizer across her face in a hurry, before grabbing her concealer and mascara from her makeup drawer. She smeared the concealer under her eyes and blended it in, concealing her bags before applying a light dose of mascara on her lashes.

That left one of the three problems left. 

She resisted screaming at the feeling that resembled her hair being pulled out of her scalp as she yanked the hair tie out of her rat nest of a ponytail. She brushed her fingers through the bigger knots before flipping her head upside down and pulling her hair into a messy high ponytail. 

It would have to do for the day, she had no time to actually style her hair. 

Lynn then slid out of the bathroom and opened her closet doors, picking up the closest pieces of clean clothing she could find: a pair of black short shorts and an oversized pastel pink sweatshirt with the words, "lazy" in the corner. Perfect she thought to herself as she slipped out of her pajamas and into her clothing that had somehow resembled what she had slept in. She glanced at her full-length mirror, looking at herself up and down. She shrugged and decided she looked fine before grabbing her bag, shoes, and phone as she rushed out the door, running downstairs to the kitchen. 

"How is it possible that we live walking distance from the school, and you still manage to be late every day?" questioned Lynn's mother as she sipped her coffee and watched her daughter slip on her white converse.

Lynn's mother was a nurse who worked night shifts, coming home in the early hours of the morning. But she somehow always found time to see Lynn before she left for school, no matter how tired she was. 

Lynn rolled her eyes and gave her mother a playful half-smile, "Maybe it would help if you made sure I woke up on time?" 

"But then you won't be prepared for when you're an adult and move out," Lynn's mother returned the half smile as she threw Lynn a small bagged breakfast and lunch.

"You're the best mom, thanks, love ya," Lynn grinned at her mother as she caught the bags and stuffed them in her bookbag before running out the front door. 

"Lynn! Are you sure you don't want a ride?" Her mother's voice followed her out the door, causing an ornery smile to cross Lynn's features. 

"Like you said, the schools walking distance!"

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When Lynn made it to the school parking lot, she was out of breath, sweating, and practically dying - In her mind anyway.

 She was running on the sidewalk, hoping she could make it before class actually began. Her teacher usually went through all of the school's announcements before class started, giving Lynn some time to make it.  

Suddenly the hairs on the back of her neck stood on edge, sending a chill down her spine. She glanced behind her but was greeted with the cars and otherwise deserted parking lot.  She shook her head, dismissing the chills.

However, a few seconds later they returned with a nagging feeling that told her to turn around once more, even though she knew no one was there. She had reached the schools front doors and looked behind her quickly, expecting to see nothing in the midsts of cars. This time, however, she caught sight of a tuft of black hair disappearing behind a row of the cars. 

Lynn didn't feel like staying outside when there was a chance some kidnapper was watching her, so she hurried into the building and checked herself in. She was so going to miss some of the class.

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Still in deep thought about the person in the parking lot, Lynn absentmindedly slammed the classroom door open as she entered the student filled classroom.

"Oops," Lynn gave an embarrassed laugh, "my bad," she blushed as kids chuckled and hurried to the back of the room to take her seat.

"What's up with you?", Hazel asked as Lynn sat next to her, "We were supposed to walk to school together but you didn't show up." Lynn opened her mouth to answer when Hazel interrupted her, "No, don't tell me," She closed her eyes to fake concentration, "You overslept again."

Lynn gave her an apologetic look and nodded guiltily, but changed the topic before Hazel could give her the ever so famous lecture on needing to wake up earlier, "But anyway, something really creepy just happened in the parking lot," she paused but continued when Hazel cocked her head in curiosity, "I'm pretty sure someone was following me." Hazel raised her eyebrow in disbelief. "I'm telling the truth, Hazel! Someo-"

"Madelyn," Lynn slowly lifted her head to see her teacher Ms. Sharp giving her a disappointed and annoyed look. She had used Lynn's birth name to address her, something that irritated Lynn undoubtedly, "I need your tardy pass, and I'd be mindful if I was you and start doing your work. You can't afford to fail this class. Again."

Lynn resisted to the urge to give the teacher a piece of her mind, "I hate this class," Lynn mumbled to Hazel as she walked up to give her teacher the pass.

"Trust me, I know," Hazel laughed.

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Who was following Lynn?

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for reading!

xoxo

Sara