“Ignore it.” Bella walked beside me, up the steps towards
our first class.
I wish I could. I wish my mind would let me.
“Probably one of your
techie roommates screwing with you.” She shook her head. “Losers.”
I forced a laugh. She was probably right. Most likely right.
“I’m watching you.”
The words rose to the
surface of my mind again. As they did, a
chill ran down my spine.
No, it was all in my
head. That feeling, the feeling of eyes
on my back , watching me as I stepped into class, that was all in my mind.
Bella had to be right.
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