K1. College Trip with Lauren

This image kind of reminds me of the movie Up. Well one day my best friend Lauren and I decided to get an apartment together. We lived In Miami and attended Miami University. We just wanted to be normal teenagers and live the college life. Maybe living the college life wasn’t so pleasant after all. Moving to Miami away from all our family may have not of been the best idea. I mean we moved at least 24 hours away from our immediate family, so if anything were to happen we would be out of luck; all we had were each other. Our first day of school at the campus was coming up about 2 weeks or so. Since we were new to the area we wanted to tour not only the campus all little bit but the city as well. While touring we decided to take a quick lunch break at Panera Bread. Something seemed a little suspicious when we both spotted this adult male who appeared to be in his mid 20’s. He has short dirty blonde hair and baby blue eyes. He was a little bit below average height. A couple days have passed and we were still seeing this guy around everywhere we have went. We were both kind of getting a little freaked out. And of course knowing our luck he was in our first class on the first day of our new school. He kept giving Lauren and I weird looks and weird faces. Once again just a tad bit creepy. Lauren would always try to tell me that this guy was up to no good. As we left the school we were walking in the parking lot and we passed him getting into his car, at least now we know what kind of car he drives. HE drove a convertible mustang. When we arrived home I noticed a little red button inside of a box that says do not press only in case of emergency. Therefore I never touched it , except for this one time. It was late at night around 11:30 I was studying for my big test the next day until I noticed something a little strange happening outside. I kept hearing a car door slam shut. I darted up the stairs to wake up Lauren. I was screaming and panting in all nervousness. I was having trouble explaining to her, I could only seem to single her key words, like car slamming door outside continuously. After calming me down we finally went downstairs together to see what was going on outside. “IT’S HIM!” Lauren shouted. “The guy from lunch and school. He drives the convertible mustang.” I thought to myself, what is he doing at our house? He stepped foot out of his car one last time and slowly started to walk up the driveway. That’s when we started to panic bad! “What should we do? I asked lauren. Lauren told me to call the police, but by time they got here they wouldn’t be any help to us. For some reason the “emergency button” clicked into my head. I ran to the front door where it was opened the box and slammed on the big red button as hard as I could. We felt a sudden movement we looked out the window and we weren’t on the green grass anymore.. Its like our house took off like a spaceship. All we saw was the guy starring up at us and run back and speed out of our driveway like a crazy lunatic because the police showed up and they started to chase him down the street.