Saturday, February 13

Don't fret. I was stalked.

Yesterday, after an extremely comical three and a half hour shopping trip with our sweethearts date and after burritos, Lyss and I drove in Winston and picked up Clari from the basketball game. We headed to my favorite store, in the entire world: DI. I must say, this is rapidly becoming more important to me than Savers. I like it. Alot. While driving down state, we stopped at a stoplight, a stoplight at which we were to turn left. I looked to my right and a four door diesal ford pulls up next to us, and two boys look out the window. I smile and start waving frantically, thinking the driver was Cole from my EMS class, he pasted himself to the window and started waving back. I kept waving, then lyss said, "Mands, do you know them." I nodded and kept waving, "Yea-nope nope not who I thought it was." I turn back towards Lyss and Clari. And we chuckle. I look back at them, they had rolled their window down by this time, Winston's windows remained up.
The light turned green, four door and boys went through straight through the light, Winston and girls turned left. We parked peacefully at DI and jumped out of Winston and began walking towards the doors. As we did so, we heard the unmistakable sound of a diesel. We turned, sure enough it was four door and boys. They parked a few stalls away from us. I, of course, thought nothing of it, thinking they had simply not known where they were going and made a U turn later. They came into the store a few seconds later.
Lyss, Clari and I began to shop. I of course headed to belts, then dresses. Clar and Lyss looked for golf pants. As we shopped, we noticed the boys, my boys. Zack, Jeff, Andrew and Jake. My boys had also stalked us, and decided to shop with us, though, this is normal, my boys stalk just as much as I do.
I was still unaware of my surroundings until we headed towards the hats, as we checked the merch, Lyss noted that those four door boys were still here, also checking hats. Weird. We ventured over to the books and shoes, mind you this was a good half hour to forty five minutes at the least, into our shopping trip inside DI. Finally, we headed to check out, I checked first, then Lyss. Then Clari. As Clari was checking out, the four door boys walked out the doors and to their truck, again, I noticed none of this, but lyss did.
After Clari had paid her fee, we headed towards Winston, as we walked, Lyss said, "Did you notice how those boys went into the store as we did, looked at everything the same times as we did, bought nothing, and headed to their car right as Clari checked out?" I thought about it and then said, "Yeah, that's a tad dodgy. Weird." Just then Clari and I turned to again, the unmistakeable sound of a diesel, The boys were parked on the isle of slots acrossed from us but now began to circle winstons stall, classy. We picked up pace and Lyss unlocked Winston, The four door boys rolled down the window and one of them yelled something about "your tasty flavor." and drove away.
Hence. We were stalked.
As I sat in Winston, I sent evan a text all about it. Lyss and Clari were freaked out, so i decided to tell them about all the mexicans who stare and whistle at me in resturants and savers. That eased up a little bit, just then my phone vibrated with Evan's response, "Oh. stalked. Were they mexican?" See? Yes. Mexicans and freaky white boys follow us, how cute.
I prefer to be the stalker, rather than the stalked.

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