Reese watched Rikki leave from behind the curtains without truly realizing what she was doing. After he disappeared she began to scold herself for being a stalker. She didn't even consider that she may like him, the thought would be to awful to bare, she just assumed she wanted to know more about him to know how to better avoid him. "He's a nice boy" Cheryl said directly behind her with a hand on Reese's shoulder. Reese shrugged off both Cheryl's hand and her comment before going back up stairs. The last search she had done for Rikki had finally loaded and she resisted reading over it before closing the page and sitting down on her bed. Impatience drove Reese to take out her phone and dial Greyson's number. She let it ring a few times before she started to pace.
When I was 17 I found out I was a mime trapped in a boy's body. When I was 18 I found out I was a monk trapped in a mime's body.
-David Bowie ♥