My Crazy Obsessed Stalker by SDayPink (phonics story books txt) 📖

was very tall, probably a foot taller than her six foot tall sister. Gage had light brown hair with natural golden highlights. He was wearing his uniform with a jade green Aeropostale jacket that matched his eyes.
“And this is Jamanj Reklats.” Charisse pointed to the boy, and whispered to Liliana. “I heard you mention him earlier and thought I’d invite him.”
Jamanj Reklats stood awkwardly with a glass of water in his hand. His icy blue eyes still frightened Liliana and she wished that her sister was joking about inviting him over. She could tell that Gage did not like him. When Charisse left the room, Gage whispered something to Jamanj and started laughing. Jamanj appeared upset and began clenching and unclenching his fist as if he was considering punching Gage.
“Hey Gage,” Charisse walked into the room. “Come help me unpack something.”
Gage’s face lit up, and he turned to scoff at Jamanj.
“I’ll help you unpack too.” Jamanj Reklats began running up the stairs toward her room.
“Wait!” Liliana chased after him.
He walked into her room and began rummaging through her boxes. She wanted to tell him to get out of her room but didn’t want to offend him.
“Your room is very pretty.” He indicated the bright buttery Naples Yellow paint on her walls, along with the matching bed spread, and TV.
“Your favorite color is yellow?” He questioned.
“No.” Liliana looked down to avoid looking into his intense eyes. “It’s pink.”
Jamanj continued to go through her clothes, and sit them on her bed as if they were the most precious gems in the world. Liliana noticed that he would delicately fold her clothes as touch the fabric as if he never saw jeans before.
“I’m going to go get some snacks.” Liliana wanted a reason to leave.
“Ok.” He stated, staring at a picture he pulled out of one of the boxes.
Liliana went to the kitchen and grabbed a few bags of chips and water bottles. She was upset that her sister would put her in a situation like this. Liliana did not want to entertain an unwanted guest in her house. Especially not some creepy weird guy that seemed like he could not control his actions.
She went back to her room and Jamanj Reklats was sitting on her bed, a handful of her blanket in his hand. He had an unperturbed look on his face and looked as if he was daydreaming. When he noticed her at the door, he stood up as if he was startled.
“I brought chips.” She uttered and sat the bags on top of her dresser.
“I have to go.” He bolted out of her room, nearly knocking her down.
“Um, okay.” Liliana looked confused.
She didn’t understand why he was acting so strange. One second he was helping her unpack her things in her room, the next minute he couldn’t stand to be near her. Liliana walked over to her box with picture frames. She rummaged through some of the pictures and a few were noticeably missing. Her graduation picture and her picture she took at the mall with her sister were both not in the box. Liliana thought maybe she skipped pass them and decided to look for them later.
She went over to her armoire and took out her favorite new pajamas. They were pink with hearts all over them. Liliana began to feel that someone was watching her. She quickly changed and went over to her window. The curtains were slightly ajar and there was a creepy decrepit tree outside that look as if the wind was the reason it was leaning toward the house. Liliana thought she saw a shadow outside and went to go check it out.
Taking two steps at a time, Liliana quickly ran downstairs. Her sister’s door was closed and her mom was probably already asleep. She knew that she could not tell them; they probably already thought she was losing her mind.
Once Liliana got outside, she didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. The bushes were cut perfectly and there was no one hiding behind them, the trees didn’t betray or convey anything out of the ordinary, and there were no fresh footprints on the dewy grass.
Believing that her mind was playing tricks on her again, Liliana decided to go back upstairs. She had left the window open when she ran downstairs, and went over to close it. That was went she noticed the photograph. It appeared that someone was outside her window when she changing into her pajamas, There was a picture of her, on the window sill, of her in her new pajamas.

Chapter Two: I Love The Way U Try

“….Like a billiard ball, which can have no relation with other entities except that of collision.”
Frederick Hart Three Servicemen

“What is this?” Liliana was surprised and shocked that someone took a picture of her.
She dismissed it as a joke, maybe her sister was messing with her. Charisse seemed to always take things to far and she was the only one that knew Liliana thought someone was following her. Liliana crumpled the picture up, tossed it in the garbage, and went over to her dresser where her diary was. This was her way of venting and talking about her day since she found it difficult to talk to her ditzy sister and nonchalant mother. Liliana picked it up, turned to a clean page, and whipped out her pink Hello Kitty pin. The last entry was two days ago, and she had wrote with her bubbly script how nervous she was moving to a big city like Chicago and making new friends.
Liliana used the glittery pink pen and began to write about her day. She wrote about everything from the classes to Jamanj. Especially that strange feeling she kept having that someone was watching her. She closed her diary and skipped down the spiral staircase to the dining room. Liliana’s mom had picked out a beautiful wallpaper that was the color of coffee. The granite countertops glistered due to the lack of use and the stainless steel refrigerator was fingerprint- free and fully stocked with Ice Mountain water.
“Hey Liliana!” Charisse called from the table. She wore a pair a silky satin pajamas and her bright red hair was pulled into a tight bun. “Guess what?”
“What?” Liliana asked, unenthusiastically.
“I got a date!” Charisse shot out of her chair, like a rocket, and started jumping up and down with glee. “I’m so happy! Gage Parker asked me out on a date!”
“That’s great.” Liliana knew her sister always went on dates with random guys. This would be no different. Before they moved, Charisse had dated pretty much everyone that attended their high school, and it appeared she wanted to keep up that reputation here in Chicago.
“I’m going to need you to take me to the mall.” Charisse was now smoothing out her hair and staring at her reflection in a compact mirror. “We’re going to the mall.”
“I guess I’ll take you.” Liliana really did not want to leave the house. She felt that she should just go upstairs and watch a movie, avoiding the possible Peeping Tom that followed her today.
Charisse squealed again and bolted upstairs. When she came back down, she was wearing a short green dress and buckets of makeup. Her green eyes were surrounded by heavy eyeliner and mascara caked on her red eyelashes. Charisse attempted to lightly dust her cheeks with blush, but it looked as if someone had pinched her cheeks.
“Let’s go.” Liliana grabbed her mother’s car keys off the counter and headed to the garage.
“Liliana, I really think you should date that guy.” Charisse was adjusting an earring in her ear. “He seems really into you.”
“About that….” Liliana bit her lip. “I think that would be a good idea.”
“Why not? He’s kind of…..cute.”
Liliana put the keys into the ignition and pulled off in her mother’s black Range Rover. How could she explain to her sister that Jamanj was definitely not her type. By her type she was referring to creepy and scary looking. Despite having all the same classes as him, Liliana felt as if he was distant and removed from her. He was a black sheep and she noticed that no one really talked to him. In fact, it seemed they avoided him at all costs.
“He gives me the creeps.” Liliana shivered just thinking about him, and the way her looked at her when they first met.
“I think he’s just a little shy Liliana.”
They were now pulling into the parking lot of Lincolnwood Mall. The lot was pretty empty, except for a couple of cars. She pulled into the side where the restaurants were, and Charisse jumped out and ran over to where Gage was. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and the scurried inside of the restaurant. Liliana had a an hour or so to kill so she headed for the shopping part of the mall. She went inside a Kohl’s to buy more uniform clothes, then the Waldenbooks store to check out the new Richelle Mead novel and decided to go to Wet Seal.
“Welconm to Wet Seal!” A perky blonde greeted her. “Let me know if you need help picking out any clothes or shoes.”
Wet Seal was a store that many teen girls loved to shop in. Liliana and Charisse preferred shopping at one of the four B’s in New York City: Barney’s, Bergdorf, Bloomingdales and Bendel. Hopefully Chicago had at least two of those department stores. There were mountains of shoes and racks of dresses in the little store. She eyed a pretty pink fuchsia dress with rhinestones trailing the hem. Liliana quickly took in the dress and decided she wanted to buy it. Always the thoughtful one, Liliana put the dress back and contemplated looking at the other items to see if she could find something to buy her mom. She stepped outside the store and walked over to the benches. A guy with a dark blue sweatshirt on ran into the store. Quickly dialing her mother’s number, Liliana texted to ask if she wanted something from the store, but her mother responded instantly saying no.
Turning around and going back to the store, Liliana looked for the dress she just saw.
“Sorry, I think that dress you are looking for has already been sold.” The blonde walked passed Liliana and restocked the rack with shirts that said “I Wear My Sunglasses At Night”.
“Are you serious?” She questioned, a little disappointed.
Liliana decided to leave, and ran head on into Jamanj. He was walking very fast as if he was in a hurry.
“Liliana, just the person I was looking for.” He rubbed the back of his neck and concealed a blue bag behind his back. “Charisse told me to meet you here.”
“Why would she do that?” Liliana demanded. She didn’t understand why her sister was constantly trying to get her to spend time with him.
“I was just shopping for my mom.” Jamanj looked around as if he was avoiding eye contact. “But if you want………Maybe we can go somewhere…..Like out on a date.”
She didn’t know what to say. Liliana couldn’t understand why he was so persistent to hang out with her. Every second she spent with him felt like an eternity and her stomach was in knots, and twisting as if it were trying to escape from her, or get away from Jamanj.
“I’m sorry--I cant.” Liliana stammered. “I have to pick up my sister.”
She brushed past him, leaving Jamanj confused and upset. He shoved his hands into his pocket and walked in the opposite direction. Liliana knew he was definitely angry because he kicked one of the blue recycling garbage cans and startled a little kid.
To avoid running into