He sweeps a lock of her perfectly dyed hair behind her ear. She smiles at him. I watch from behind my locker with my heart in my throat. The girl says something back to him and he laughs.

Of course he laughs. It's a plan. He's laying the trap and when she walks into it he will swallow her whole, then spit out the bones. He's a monster.

As she turns to her own locker to remove a book, he looks past her head. His eyes lock on mine and my lungs turn to stone. Unable to breath, I watch as he smiles wickedly. He leans into the girl once again and whispers something in her ear.

She giggles and he stares back at me again, that same little crooked grin planted on his face.

"I have her," he mouthes to me, "and I'm not going to let go."

I shiver like a scared little rabbit because I know he's right.

He has her and he will not let go until he gets what he wants.