Chasing Her
Could someone be following us?
I turned to the driver. "Sir, can you drive a bit faster? I think we might get there late if we don't hurry."
"Honey, are you fine?" Mom asked.
I just nodded, not wanting her to observe my suspicions. "Y-Yeah, I am," I stuttered as well.
The moment the driver began to drive faster, the car behind us drove faster as well. Something wasn't right. Could it be… Scott?
"Mom!" I snapped my neck around, my eyes widely open. "I think Scott's following us! That car behind us has been following us since we left home. I know he's the one! Call the police quickly!"
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