“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and by the time I came home I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
    I woke to the waves crashing onto the shore and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
    I got off the floor grabbing my silk bathrobe that was sitting on top of the box next to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for one little cloud hanging in the sky. I opened my window and a big gust of the ocean breezed whipped around me and threw my apartment. I smiled and walked to my other windows doing the same to all four of them. Then I turned around and faced all my stuff sitting in the middle of my living room floor. I sighed and walked over to the boxes that said “Kitchen Stuff.”
    Before I started anything I needed to have a cup of coffee and some breakfast. As I sat on my stool in the middle of my kitchen with a pad of paper lying on the island counter I thought about what I needed to do first. I thought to my self while I cracked some eggs and opened up some bacon. I sipped some of my coffee and started cooking my breakfast. By the time I was done I had cooked three eggs the whole thing of bacon two peaces of toast and four peaces of sausage. I grabbed my plate of food and my second cop of coffee and sat back down at the island to write my list
1, Get my kitchen set up.
2. Buy paint for living room, bedroom and bathroom and white painting mat to cover the floor.
3. Go shopping for food while the paint dries.
4. Get bedroom and bathroom ready and hang my clothes up.
    I finished my breakfast and threw on some painting clothes. I got my boxes the said kitchen stuff on them and empted them out. It took about a half an hour to unwrap all the glass cups and plates and take everything out of the boxes and put them away. I also put my kitchen table together which took another half and hour so all together getting my kitchen stuff together took and hour. When I was done I stood away from it and looked at it and admired it. The only problem was that the walls in the apartment were all white and I couldn’t take it I grabbed my D&G purse and my keys to my black coverable Porsche.
    I drove around a while looking for a hardware store while I was looking around I realized it was a good thing that for my birthday my parents had gotten me a new car because if I was to drive around in that old pick up truck in LA I would have been better off committing suicide. If people weren’t riding in there nice a cars they were walking, roller-skating, skateboarding or bike riding somewhere.
    I finally found a hardware store and walked in. I was looking at paint colors and I could feel someone looking at me I turned my head but know one was there. I kept doing what I was doing and I turned around quicker this time and I saw him, it was him the guy that was at the edge of the forests. He ran away but I wasn’t frozen this time I ran for him I wanted to know why he was fallowing me. He ran out side and a second later I did the same but he was gone know where in site.
    “This isn’t going to end I’m going to find this guy.” I said talking to my self. I walked over to the paints again and grabbed a tan. I paid for it not paying any attention to any thing that was going on around me. I opened my trunk and threw them in and slammed it shut, pissed off at the fact that this guy wants something and keeps fallowing me and doesn’t just come up to me.
    I sat in my car trying to calm my self before I started driving. I wasn’t really scared of this guy, ya I know I should be but I’m not in fact I feel like I know him like I feel comfortable around him like he was a family member but yet I’ve never seen him in my life before. I need to get out of here. I stuck my key into the key hole and stepped on gas.
    I got into the house and ran into my room and grabbed my I-pod and my boom-box and plugged them in and turned it on and blasted it. Playing my favorite again to get my mind off of the mystery man. In less then an hour I was done my room and my living room.
    “HEY! HEY DO YOU HAVE ANY RESPECT FOR OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS BUILDING!” I turned my music down just little bit and heard some one banging there fist against my front door and yell at me. I stormed over to the door and opened it. “LOOK IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH MY MUSIC THEN GET OUT, BECAUSE I’M REALLY PISSED OFF RIGHT NO OKAY!” I said screaming back. I looked at him and he looked in shock. He looked like he was at the beach or coming back. He was shirtless and had on a pare of swimming shorts and a surf board in his hands. His hair was brown with bond mixed in it was thick but strait and pushed to one side and it was slightly in his eyes. I looked around him to see four other people two other guys that looked a lot like him and two girls with matching bikinis. One had long black hair the other had hair that went down to her shoulders and was blond.
    “Hi I’m Ritchie this is Dylan and JJ, and this is Clair and Lizzie. Hey we were on are way to the beach to you want to come?” he looked at me waiting for and answer. “You said you were pissed off come to the beach with us and cool down. What do you say?” I looked at him asking my self if I should go. It sounded like a good idea I was pretty high right know I needed to come down. “Okay let me go change into my bathing suit.
    I grabbed my beach bag and threw a towel and my cell phone into it. I slipped on my sandals and threw on my sun dress over by bathing suit.
    “Okay I’m ready.” I grabbed the side of my door and slammed it shut.
    “So when did you move in?” Ritchie asked sounding like he really cared. “Yesterday I just started unpacking today. “Oh so that’s why your so pissed hu?” “Well not really, see there’s this guy that’s been fallowing me and I don’t know him but yet I feel like I do, he’s been in some of my home videos but I just started to see him like face to face.” He looked really interested now.
“Wow freaky. When was the first time you saw him.” Dylan was practically jumping waiting for me to answer him. “Calm down Dylan,” Clair said unwrapping her arm around his waist and holding his hand instead.
    I wasn’t sure if I should tell them this, but I did. “Well ever since I was four I had these things that my grandmother called “Flash Back Visions.” I said in quotations. “I just started seeing visions of what’s going to happen but ever since I saw this guy I haven’t. On my way to LA I stopped in Missouri where I grew up till I learned how to control it and I stepped into the lake just my feet and I have one of the Flash Back Visions and I was watching one of my last days there in the lake and I was about to snap myself out of it but I turned my head and I saw him.” They were all looking at me like little kids looking at there Christmas presents waiting to be opened. “But the weird thing was he was looking at me in my vision not me when I was nine but me as in when I was having the vision and that’s never happened from what my grandmother told me is that know one can see you or hear you only I could do that.” Lizzie had let go of JJ’s arm and was know at my side. “So, What does he look like, what was he wearing?” Trying to remember was the easiest thing I’d ever done. “He was wearing the same thing I’ve seen him in every time I see him, a long black jacket with black pants, his hair is a lot like Ritchie’s but black and not as thick. Any more questions?” JJ raised his hand in the air like he was back at school. “What?” “How many times have you seen him and where?” I had to remember when. ‘Umm. After that I saw him when I was stuck in traffic he was at the end of the forest, then the second time I saw him I was watching a home video, the third was in a dream, and the fourth was just before I stated painting today I saw him in the hardware store.” All five of there eyebrows lifted up. “Do you think he’s dangers?” Clair asked this time. “No not really like I said I feel like I know him but yet I’ve never seen him before I hit Missouri… or at lest I don’t think so.” They all sighed at the thought that he doesn’t seem dangerous. “Okay lest get off the subject, what are you doing in LA?” I laughed at Lizzie I could tell she was getting a little scared.
    We were now at the beach. The boys immediately went into the water. Lizzie, Clair and I went to get some ice-cream and talk more.
    Spending time at the beach was fun and I made five friends in one day. The only problem was that I didn’t get anything done.
    It was eleven by the time I came home luckily I put my bed up before I had gone out. I grabbed some PJ’s and took a two second shower just to clean my hair and body off from the salt water. When I was done I leaped into my bed and snuggled under the covers. I turned on my TV to the music channel and watched a couple music videos and then fell asleep.

    I woke up at the sound of nothing. I opened my eyes a little and was about to fall back asleep when I realized I had woken up because someone had turned off my TV. I jumped up from my bed I got off of my bed slowly and I was about to grab my bathrobe when I realized that the living room light was on, I could see it from the little crack under my bed room door. I slipped on my purple silk bathrobe and opened my door a little to see the TV on but know one was there was just about to walk out and turn everything off when I heard some one in the kitchen.
    I walked out very slowly. I had know idea who was in my apartment… well I had a pretty good idea who it was I was just hoping Ritchie broke in. I turned the little corning and I froze there was a tall man with black hair that was long but short and was wearing black pants his shirt was stuck to him so you could see his muscles I looked at the stool five feet away from me and there was a long black jacket.
    I held my breath ready to run as I turned I took one step and then ran. I opened the door but he was already there and slammed it shut he looked so serene about the whole thing. I looked up at him and looked into his eyes and yet I didn’t feel any fear in me I felt like he was some one I could tell any one. In his hand was a cup of coffee.
    After a minute of staring at him he held the coffee out to me. “Coffee?” he was acting like we were best friends living together offering coffee to me at… “Sure.” He was walking back to the kitchen “What time is it?” I could hear he smile in his voice. “To early for a human to be up.” I could fell a chill go up my spine. I was about to held for the door handle again. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you I could beet you there before you even open it an inch.” That’s when I was thinking this guy’s crazy. So I reached for it and opened it and before I opened in and inch he pulled me by my waist and slammed the door shut with his foot.
    I was more fascinated then scared. He pushed me gently to one of the stools for the island. His hands were freezing. But I was smiling because know I was teasing him. I was know going to test him.
    He lifted me up onto one of the stools and walked over to what every he was cooking. “Your hands are freezing. Do you want me to turn up the heat?” I asked looking at him but he didn’t turn around. “No. I’m always cold to the touch.” I was now confused. “Okay, what are you cooking?” I asked standing up grabbing my cup of coffee and walking over to him. He looked at me while I stood there a couple inches away form him. He smiled at me before he answered. “Your breakfast.” My breakfast what about his. “What did you already eat?” he laughed again and then turned to me. “Ya before I came I didn’t want to hurt you. Why is it that some complete stranger just walked into your house and your not trying to run you don’t even seem scared?” I looked down at my cup of coffee realizing I wasn’t felling any fear in me at all. “Because I feel like I know you even though I don’t ever remember you in my life. It’s funny I feel safer around you then I do around any one I know.” He laughed at me and returned to what he was doing.
    I walked back to the stool and we talked while he cooked.