Novel & Cerita Everybody's Watching Her But She's Looking At You

" it's expected. So that it can give the audience access to our activity. Which means everyone is currently watching us right this very moment." Her breath caught in her throat as his words registered in her head. Everyone is watching us? And everyone will see her when she messes up. She cringed. Oh, brother!

But in this scenario, they are all looking at me. “Basically, everybody has their eyes on me. It is so surreal.” I've never seen it happen before. And the fact that it's happening right now is just drop dead. And Georgina sees it too. “Oh my god, everybody's staring at us!0 She says to me, and I use my shoulder to touch her a bit to acknowledge the fact that I know that everybody's telling us. “Tell me about it.” I say to her as we move together and I can see no one else other than Sophie, the stupid cheerleader and her team of humans or whatever I should call them.

Except… It’s not normal. I notice it immediately. The looks. The whispers. Two girls walking past them slow down. One of them glances at Harper and murmurs something to her friend. Another group nearby keeps sneaking glances. One guy actually gives Harper a thumbs-up like she just won a championship. My jaw tightens slightly. I’m used to this. People watching. People talking. But Harper? She’s not. And I can tell. Her shoulders are just a little tighter than usual.

Like I could disappear into the noise if I wanted to. That’s when I felt it. That unmistakable pull, the sensation of being watched. I lifted my gaze and met her eyes. She stood near the edge of the dance floor, one hip cocked, drink hanging loosely from her fingers. Dark hair, confident posture, the kind of calm that didn’t beg for attention but commanded it anyway. She didn’t look away when we locked eyes. Neither did I.

She felt it—someone was watching her. But when she turned to look, there was nothing there. Nothing but the faintest trace of glowing amber eyes disappearing into the darkness. Elise couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her. It clung to her like a damp cloak, heavy and suffocating. The grand hall was still alive with murmurs and laughter, but the faint buzz of excitement had dulled in her ears. Her eyes darted around the room, scanning for a familiar figure, but all she saw were the faces of strangers, most of them filled with disdain for her presence.

“None of them do.” She laughed, but it came out hollow. “They don’t need to. People already see what they want.” I placed a kiss on her head, smoothing down her hair “Is Asher one of them?” Her silence answered for her and I swore under my breath. “He’s watching,” she said. “All the time. I feel it. It's like if I step wrong, everything snaps shut.” I leaned in just enough that my voice stayed between us. “You’re not alone in this.”

She wasn’t screaming. She wasn’t waving a giant sign. She was just… watching. Watching me. And the second our eyes met, she smiled. Not big. Not dramatic. Just real. And suddenly the noise around me blurred. It’s funny how that happens. Hundreds of people in a stadium. And only one pair of eyes actually matters. I didn’t even realize I was smiling back until Jackson shoulder-checked me. “You zoning out already?” he muttered. I blinked. “No.” He followed my line of sight.

Everyone was watching the drama. All eyes were on Aspen.

“Someone’s watching us.” “But who?”

"Greetings everyone." Eva spoke softly, and suddenly there was pin drop silence everywhere. Everybody was now curious to hear the girl, while all cameras were now shifting towards Eva, focusing on her from head to toe. Eva was well aware than millions of people, all over the world were watching her live so she had to ne very very careful with her words.