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Okay, the first time it happened, I just thought it was a mistake. I'm always told I just have one of those faces. I just let it slide off, not really thinking anything of it. The second time, well, I was curious, but maybe the person was confused again. I mean, it could happen. But the third time...the third time I grew curious that maybe it was on purpose. I mean, how many people can say that some random guy, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and beanie, pulling you into empty areas randomly, kissing you, then leaving like they're freaking Batman, without a trace, and leave you standing there wondering what the hell is going on? Knew I was the only one. Here, let me explain everything. It started on Thursday, I was heading to fifth period after lunch...

"Seeya in sixth, Spencer.",Ryan said as he walked into his class, I nodded and kept on heading down the hall. The halls were starting to become less crowded as everyone headed to class. I helped out in the office, so most of the time I just took my time. I turned down onto the main hall, walking with my hands in my pockets, nodding along to a beat in my head. Mainly, not paying attention to anything going on. All of the sudden a hand shot out of an empty room and grabbed my forearm, pulling me back quickly, the other one covering my mouth quickly. Me, being my so intelligent self, didn't really fight back, I was thinking that Brendon was doing something stupid, wanting a favor cause he was going to be late to class for doing something stupid. I was really surprised when I was pushed back to the wall, the person moving their hand quickly from over my mouth, and I tried to scowl at them, thinking it was Brendon being stupid, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and beanie, doing some stupid prank him and Pete had come up with, but didn't get anywhere when the person leaned forward and pecked my lips lightly. Quickly running out of the room, leaving me dazed and confused. What the hell had just happened? I shook my head and ran out of the hall not to see anyone around at all. I heard the bell ring and sighed to myself, walking to the office. If I just told them I had to stop in the bathing room they would buy it, I mean, everyone ran to the bathrooms and they always got crowded, boy or girls. Everything was done in there. And I mean everything. So you can just imagine how crowded it would be.
I walked into the office and the main secretary, Ms. Walton, a real witch, glared at me. "I had to use the bathroom.",I said simply as I went through the door to the back to put my bag in the closet. When I did that I walked over to the other secretary, Mrs. Winters, now she was sweet. And had kids. I love kids. "Hello, Mrs. Winters.",I smiled as I walked over to her desk. She smiled back,"Hello, Spencer. How is your day going?" "Pretty odd.",I admitted, thinking back at the wierd incident that had happened just a few moments ago. She raised an eyebrow in interest, "How so?" I shrugged and shook my head, "I don't know, just seems odd is all. Just, teenagers these days, so wierd.",I laughed when she did. She had met Brendon, Pete, and Gabe plenty of times for their many shenanigans. Ryan, William, Jon, and Patrick really didn't get in trouble. They usually were the defense attorney you could say, saving the other three in need be, or doing small jobs for the teachers. I heard the door open for the office and looked up to see Jon walking in. He had his bag with him. He never came with his bag, unless it was between classes. This wasn't Jon Walker, this was some other Jon Walker. Ms. Walton looked him over, not really caring if he was a good seed or not, "What is it?" He held up a post-it note, handing it to her, "I was late to Mr. Arbor's class." When he said it I froze, walking to the front desk, "You're never late!" He shrugged like he always did, "There's always a first. It's not like it's the end of the world.", he grinned, he seemed almost giddy, Jon's never really...giddy. Happy yes, excited maybe, giddy? No. He knows when to show certain emotions, and this was different. I felt like I was in the twilight zone. Or some weird Alfred Hitchcock movie. Ms. Walton gave him a slip without even a blink and went back to her computer. "I'll see you later, Spence.",he smiled as he walked out of the office, giving a small wave. I returned the wave, really confused. "Okay, this is weird. He's never late. He always makes sure he's early.",I shook my head as I walked back over to Mrs. Winters desk.

I didn't mention the weird incident about the strange kisser to anyone, why bother? Maybe they mistook me for someone else. It happens, like I said, I just have one of those faces. Jon didn't say anything about being late to Mr. Arbor's class, so I guess that was fine. When I saw Brendon, I just knew he wasn't involved in the little incident, I mean, I just knew. He always spilled everything he did, any prank or scandle. He didn't say anything. I mean, if it was a secret, it would most likely be let out. Brendon, keeping a secret? I'd trust Gabe more with a secret then Brendon. For a week, things were okay. No more wierd incidents. Until Thursday...

I said bye to Ryan as he headed to his class and I walked to the office, like I always did. I hadn't expected anything. I mean, after nothing having happened I didn't think about what had happened. That was until my arm was grabbed and I was pulled back into the same empty room, pushed to the wall, and I didn't get a peck this time. It was a full on kiss. Not a peck. This lasted longer then a second. I didn't know what to do. My mind went completely blank. The person pulled away and quickly ran out of the room. I shook myself out of my trance and ran after them,but they were too fast. I sighed and headed to the office. I got there right before the bell rang and just went to Mrs. Winters desk, still kind of muddle brained. "You okay, Spencer?",she raised an eyebrow as she looked at me, "You look like you've just seen a ghost!" "Huh? Oh, I'm just not feeling well is all. Think I'm coming down with something.",I lied, feeling heat rise in my cheeks, and willing it not to show. "You look flushed!",she reached a hand forehead and put it on my forehead, "And you're burning up!" "I'll call my mom to come and get me.",I tired to make sure I didn't stammer, but  thought against it. It would help me convince my mom to come and get me. I heard the door open as I went to pick up the phone and looked up like I always did. I felt myself flush more. Jon. With a post-it. That same giddy look. "You were late again?",I asked him, very curious that perhaps I was reliving this day over again. He gave his shrug and nod, "Yeah, oh well. They need a new bathroom rule or something.",he fully looked at me and raised an eyebrow, looking a little more amused, but hid it, "You okay?" "Uh, not really. Just don't feel good. That's all.",I picked the phone up and started dialing my house. He nodded and walked out of the office. I was really getting weirded out.

"Wait, this happened twice?",Ryan was sitting on the edge of my bed as I told him what had happened. I nodded as I sat down at my computer chair, running a hand through my hair, "Yeah, both on Thursdays. It's weird. Like, I think it's going to happen again on this coming Thursday. I mean, it is weird. But then again, maybe I just look alot like someone this person knows.",I tried to play that scenario. That had to be it, I mean, it happens...right? Ryan gave me that look. The look that you would usually see him give Brendon when he was in one of his really bad hyper moods. I didn't like him giving me that look,"What?" He crossed his arms, "Spencer, you don't know who this freak is!! Some random guy is kissing you!!",he sounded like my mom. Or any mom. I sighed and crossed my arms as I leaned back in my chair, thinking. Ryan was doing the same thing, trying to see how we could solve this.  "Look, I'll walk with you on Thursday all the way to the office. See what happens, see if we can find out who it is. How does that sound?", he looked at me again. I moved my eyes to look at him, "It's really the only thing that could work, unless we wanted to somehow jump the guy." He nodded and got up, straightening out the front of his pants, like somehow they had collected dust after about twenty minutes of just sitting there, "We'll figure out what's going on. Want me to tell Jon and Brendon?" I thought about it a moment. Maybe that would work and help this out. I nodded, "Yeah, could you? I'm amazed I told you." He nodded again and walked out of my room, getting his cell phone out, starting to text someone. I sighed when he left and moved to sprawl out on my bed. I grabbed my pillow and hugged it to me.

"So, what? You have a stalker now?",Brendon said as I walked over and joined him and the other two by his locker. I glared at him, "It's not funny. It's really weird.", and it was. I still thought that maybe I was taking this too seriously, and it had been a mistake. "Ignore him.",Jon shoved Brendon a bit, "So, you're really worried about this." I gave a weak smile, "I don't know. I mean, it could just be some mix up.",I ignored the look from Ryan. He was growing accustomed to giving me that look more and more. "Perhaps. We're see tomorrow.",Jon crossed his arms, obviously his mind was at work. At work on what, I didn't know, but I could tell he was thinking away. Brendon closed his locker, turning to me again, "Maybe this guy has a...let should I call it...Spiderman Complex!" We all turned to him. Leave it to the miraculous Brendon Urie to come up with something like this, "Spiderman Complex?",Ryan questioned, eyebrow raised. "You know like how he is all ninja like and stuff. One moment he's there, then you blink and he's gone?",he crossed his arms, leaning back against the ugly green colored locker, "Ry said that you said that he kissed you, then ran off and vanished it seemed like, right?",I nodded, "Okay, and he's dressed up and in disguise, right?',I nodded again, this time a bored look on my face, "See, how the complex would work is this guy doesn't want the one he loves or...kisses,"he had to make himself not giggle, which I hated him for wanting to giggle, "to find out who he is. Think of the Spiderman kiss in the first movie. He'll share a bit of himself, but not a whole lot. I think, he wants you to find out who he really is." The three of us stood there and stared at the youngest of the bunch. He blinked as looked at each of us in turn, "What?" I was silent a moment. I swear I felt Jon tense up next to me, like he was fixing to get in trouble for something. "What are you? Sherlock Holmes now?",he shook himself awake. Brendon just grinned, "It was just a thought." "A good one at that.",I added, hearing the warning bell, "We're see what happens tomorrow." The others nodded and we all went our seperate ways to classes.

The next day after lunch Ryan walked past his class with me and we headed on down the hall. He neared the classroom that I had been pulled into two times before. We both slowed as he got to it, peaking inside. The door was open, lights off, and there wasn't anyone inside. "That's odd. He isn't here.",I looked down the hall then, both ways. Nothing. No masked admirier. "Maybe he found out we were coming.",Ryan commented, poking his head into the room to get a look. "Or maybe, just maybe, he found out he was doing a mistake.",I added, crossing my arms. We stood there a moment. "Hey, you can go to class now. I don't see him anywhere.",I nudged Ryan from looking into the room more. He nodded after a moment and walked back to his room, looking back at me once or twice as I continued to the office. Nothing happened at all while I made my way there. I was somewhat relieved and disappointed. Maybe the guy had heard and decided to stop. Or he really did find out he made a mistake. I kept going over those thoughts during fifth period. When the bell rang for the last period, I headed to my English class. I usually took a short cut and got to class early, so I didn't have to deal with all the pushing and shoving of kids blocking my way. As I walked down the hall, past a different room, I was grabbed from behind, this time really surprised. I got pulled into the room, and saw that it was the same guy was before and I really didn't know what to do when he kissed me. Each time this guy kissed me, there was more in it. He was kissing me really hard, and I couldn't help, but respond and kiss him back. When I did I could feel his lips smile a bit. He pulled away, looking at me brief moment then ran out. "Wait!",I ran after him, but he had turned a corner quickly. I stood there a moment, trying to see what had just happened. He must of heard about Ryan going with me last period to have decided to come here. And it couldn't be a mistake! This was the third time, and it was in a different part of the school! I picked by bag up again and headed to my class, my brain really foggy now. What the fuck was going on here?! This guy was really god. And he had stopped. He stopped for a moment, looked at me, smiling. This guy is really tricky I tell you.

"WHAT?!"
I held the phone from me, wincing at Ryan's voice. When I had gotten home I called him and told him what had happened. "He must of found out. This kid is good.",his voice was calmer, but still serious. I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me, "I know. I really wish I could find out who this guy was. If he knows, we'll just show up randomly.",and secretly, I didn't have a problem with that, but I couldn't let Ryan know that. He'd flip. He liked to be Mother Hen at times. I sighed as I lied back on my bed and looked at the ceiling. "It has to either be someone that either really doesn't like you, and wants to mess with you or someone who really likes you...",his voice seemed to fade, as if an idea came to his mind. "Ry?",I pressed, trying to see where his mind was going. "Huh? Sorry, just trying to think.",he cleared his throat. If his thoughts were important, he'd tell them to me. "Riiight, look, I'm going to bed....and try to get to sleep. We'll figure something out tomorrow.",I rubbed my eyed with my free hand. He gave a grunt, "Night.", and I returned the good bye then hung up, not bothering to move. I just looked up at the ceiling. I tried to think of what Ryan said: That it could be someone messing with me or someone that really liked me. I went through people in my head, trying to see if I could find out who it was. I couldn't think of anyone that I had a problem with or that had a problem with me. I also couldn't think of anyone that liked me, let alone enough to do this. This was crazy.

"You look miserable."
I looked up from where I sat, seeing Jon, "Just thinking about this whole 'stalker' thing.",I looked back down. I was sitting under a tree before school. He plopped down next to me, "It's really gotten to you, huh?" I nodded,"It's just really wierd. I mean, I don't know who this person is. It's creepy.",I leaned my head back against the tree. Jon leaned his head on my shoulder and I glanced at him, "I think it will all sort out in the end. Don't get to down about it. Just think about them as a secret admirer...that likes to molest you in empty classrooms when no one is around..." I ended up chuckling a bit at him,"Guess that's one way to look at it.",I let out a long sigh, looking at the leaves of the trees. "You're unmask the culprit soon enough and then is when you'll have to make the decision of was it really bad or not.",I looked at Jon as he got up and brushed his pants off.
"You think it will be soon...that I will find out who it is?"
He looked at me and I saw a weird sparkle in his eyes, "Yeah, I think so." With that he walked off, hands in pockets and whistling some little diddy to himself. Why was he so giddy and happy lately? I was on edge. He had to be hiding something. As I watched him I watched as Ryan walked up to him, glaring at him. Jon stopped and froze, seeing him walk up to him. I cursed under my breath cause I couldn't hear what was being said. I watched as Ryan pointed an accuising finger at him, looking behind him as Brendon walked up to them. He grew wide eyed then said something. Ryan turned back to Jon and the two stared at him a moment. He waved his hands up, saying something (rather quickly it looked like). Ryan poked his chest, making him stumble back a step, then he pointed past Jon, saying something else. The bell rang and Jon quickly said something then ran off. Ryan glared at him as he ran off, Brendon just kind of stood there. The two were quiet then Brendon grinned and said something to Ryan, and I couldn't see the look on his face, but I could tell it was priceless. They walked off and I got up from where I was and walked to my class, wondering what that had all been about. Like I didn't have enough to worry about.

That day, was going to be very...eventful. While I headed to first period, I was pulled into a janitor's closet, trying not to fall over the broom and mop, getting pressed to the door when it closed and being kissed. Hard. I knew it was the guy, I didn't need a light to see that, seeing as we were in a closet. There weren't any lights on. They had been kept off. I couldn't help, but respond again, kissing the stranger back. He didn't smile this time, but his hands found their way to my shoulders, going down to my hips and staying there. Any normal person would of fought back, I know that, but something kept telling me not to. That I wanted this. And I think I did. He pulled away finally and leaned closer to me, causing me to stiffen and hold my breath, not knowing what to expect. "By the end of the day...",he was right by my ear now, talking in a raggedy voice, I couldn't really recognize it,"...you will find out who I am." I opened my mouth to say something when he opened the door and pushed me out into the middle of the hall. I stood there a moment, looking at the closed closet door, debating if I should open it. The late bell rang and I turned on my heel and ran to my class quick. I was looking forward to the end of the day. The day just kept getting better. To second period I caught a glimpse of my 'masked admirer' in a room and made my way there quickly. I had to go, I couldn't not go. I was utterly curious. He smiled when I walked into the room and didn't have to grab me or pin me to the wall. He walked over and kissed me, placing his hands on my hips again. I put my arms around his neck not being able to help it. He slipped his tongue in my mouth, catching me off guard completely and I shot my eyes open. When i did I saw the disguise, wondering who was under it. I didn't have long to ponder this though, my mind was completely shutting down now. Right when I was really getting into the kissing, he pulled away and smiled, "Just wait for next time." He ran out of the room. I blinked, trying to catch my breath. I was falling for this masked man, as much as I told myself I shouldn't be. I shook myself awake and headed to second period, pondering and knowing that he was going to get me on my way to third period. And fourth and fifth and sixth. Each encounter got more intense, so I was abit worried. When I got to second period I sat down in my usual seat, almost missing the late bell, but I was safe. Ryan was in his seat next to mine, "You seen Jon?",he seemed to have venom in his voice. I shook his head, "No, maybe he's late. He's been late alot lately.",I stated, pondering why. He grunted, "Why the hell would he be late?",he said it as if he knew exactly why, and I thought of when I saw him lecturing him earlier. I was going to ask what his problem was when Jon walked into class late. He was smiling as he got in he approached his seat infront of me. He gulped when he caught sight of Ryan glaring at him, "At the end of the day. I promise." "It better end soon, you asshole.",he growled to him. He nodded and sat down in his seat, keeping his eyes down, but I could see a small smile play at the corner of his lips. "What the hell is going on between you two today?",I looked from one to the other. Jon turned to me and smiled,"Nothing for you to worry her pretty little head over, Spence." Something flashed in my mind, but disappered as soon as it came. Everything was topsy-turvy! I just drifted off into la-la land and thought about what would happen while going to third period. I wasn't really disappointed. While I was going to third I was beckoned into a small closet. He was inside, whistiling to me when I was walking by. I tried hard not to smile as I walked over to him. He pulled me to him quickly as the door closed behind me. His lips left my lips after a brief moment and wondered along my jawline and down my neck. I closed my head and let my head tilt in the other direction, letting him do it more. Becoming more vulnerable by the second. He breathed against my skin, "Why do you keep coming back?" "I'm curious as to who you are.",I replied simply, happy to be able to actually have a conversation with him. He kissed my skin with a smile,"Aren't you worried and scared that I might do something really horrible?" I thought a moment, "A little, but I'm really more curious then worried or scared. If you really wanted to do all of that, you could easily do it now.",I pointed out quietly. He stopped nuzzling my neck and I think he was thinking about what I had said,"Guess that is true, but if you really want it, I'll just have to let you suffer and wait.",he chuckled, "What? You just going to let me go and wait to see what happens next?",I hoped he would give me a hint of some kind so I would know what to expect and could look forward to it. I mean, it he didn't tell me, I would look forward to it too, but would probably have a heart attack of anticipation of wondering. He kissed my cheek before he responded,"I go farther and farther with you. You think this out.",he kissed me hard one last time, one of his hands in my hair and the other on my hips. I almost fell when he suddenly opened the door behind me.  He grinned as I stumbled back and let the door close infront of him. Was this all wrong if I was consenting to it all? I must be really stupid for really going along with this. I mean, I had no idea who this guy was and I was willingly letting him do these things to me. Yeah, I was crazy. And I was completely fine it that. I finished my way to third period and sat down in my seat and Brendon was waiting for me in his spot next to me, "You look like someone just molested you. And you didn't complain. Am I spot on?",he gave me his famous grin and I couldn't help, but blush at his accusation. "I am!",his grin grew and he looked forward to the front of the classroom, "Your little admirer I presume." I held my head down, "Uh, y-yeah...don't let Ryan know I didn't fight back...he'll kill me." He looked surprised for a moment, but nodded, "No problem, Spence. Hey, where's Jon?",he looked around. What the hell was up with this boy and tardiness lately? "I don't know. Why is he being late all of the sudden? It's really weird.",I answered, seeing he wasn't in his seat. Speak of the devil, he walks into the classroom, with a late pass. He looked sweaty and slightly pleased about something. "What the hell is up with you today?",I looked to see Patrick with a very curious look on his face, "You've been late to every class." "Yeah, that's not like you.",Brendon chimed in, a certain mischevious grin on his face. Jon glared abit at Brendon. "All day long? Really!?",I gawked at him. He looked surprised at my input, his face slowly returning to normal as he nodded, "Just not my day I guess. Oh well.",he smiled and turned back to the front of the room. Brendon leaned over to me, "Watch him. He'll be the first to leave the room. Last to his next class. Been that way all day long." I thought about then turned to him, "He seeing someone between classes?" He slowly grinned and winked, "I think so." I was left in confusion at the way he said that. Who would Jon be seeing? There were alot of different things going on today and I didn't know about any of them mostly. Why had Ryan argued with Jon earlier today? Who and what was Jon seeing or doing in between classes? Who was my masked admirer? I was trying to see if the first two were related, because the third one couldn't possibly be part of the other two. It didn't seem like it to me anyways.
"You still worrying?",I jumped, surprised at Jon suddenly talking to me, I was deep in thought. "Huh? Oh yeah...no...I don't know. I just can't wait to find out who the guy is. It's killing me. He uh...told me he'd tell me who he is by the end of the day.",I messed with my notebook, not looking up at him. I didn't know what he would do or say from what I was saying. "You're looking forward to it. Aren't you?",I glanced up at him to see he had an eyebrow raised, waiting patiently for my answer. I shyly nodded after a moment,"Yeah, I am actually. Is that crazy?",I stopped messing with my notebook, giving him a curious look. He thought a moment then shook his head, "Nah, I don't think that's crazy." I was surprised again by him, "R-really?!" He nodded,"Yeah, I mean, if it's what you want, it's not crazy. You can't be crazy if it is something you truly want.",he smiled at me then turned back to face the front, leaving me to sit and think about what he had said. When the bell rung I watched as Jon literally ran out of the room like his pants were on fire. Judging from how fast he was running, they might of been. I got up and headed out of the classroom, waiting to see where I would have to go now,

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Okay, the first time it happened, I just thought it was a mistake. I'm always told I just have one of those faces. I just let it slide off, not really thinking anything of it. The second time, well, I was curious, but maybe the person was confused again. I mean, it could happen. But the third time...the third time I grew curious that maybe it was on purpose. I mean, how many people can say that some random guy, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and beanie, pulling you into empty areas randomly, kissing you, then leaving like they're freaking Batman, without a trace, and leave you standing there wondering what the hell is going on? Knew I was the only one. Here, let me explain everything. It started on Thursday, I was heading to fifth period after lunch...

"Seeya in sixth, Spencer.",Ryan said as he walked into his class, I nodded and kept on heading down the hall. The halls were starting to become less crowded as everyone headed to class. I helped out in the office, so most of the time I just took my time. I turned down onto the main hall, walking with my hands in my pockets, nodding along to a beat in my head. Mainly, not paying attention to anything going on. All of the sudden a hand shot out of an empty room and grabbed my forearm, pulling me back quickly, the other one covering my mouth quickly. Me, being my so intelligent self, didn't really fight back, I was thinking that Brendon was doing something stupid, wanting a favor cause he was going to be late to class for doing something stupid. I was really surprised when I was pushed back to the wall, the person moving their hand quickly from over my mouth, and I tried to scowl at them, thinking it was Brendon being stupid, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and beanie, doing some stupid prank him and Pete had come up with, but didn't get anywhere when the person leaned forward and pecked my lips lightly. Quickly running out of the room, leaving me dazed and confused. What the hell had just happened? I shook my head and ran out of the hall not to see anyone around at all. I heard the bell ring and sighed to myself, walking to the office. If I just told them I had to stop in the bathing room they would buy it, I mean, everyone ran to the bathrooms and they always got crowded, boy or girls. Everything was done in there. And I mean everything. So you can just imagine how crowded it would be.
I walked into the office and the main secretary, Ms. Walton, a real witch, glared at me. "I had to use the bathroom.",I said simply as I went through the door to the back to put my bag in the closet. When I did that I walked over to the other secretary, Mrs. Winters, now she was sweet. And had kids. I love kids. "Hello, Mrs. Winters.",I smiled as I walked over to her desk. She smiled back,"Hello, Spencer. How is your day going?" "Pretty odd.",I admitted, thinking back at the wierd incident that had happened just a few moments ago. She raised an eyebrow in interest, "How so?" I shrugged and shook my head, "I don't know, just seems odd is all. Just, teenagers these days, so wierd.",I laughed when she did. She had met Brendon, Pete, and Gabe plenty of times for their many shenanigans. Ryan, William, Jon, and Patrick really didn't get in trouble. They usually were the defense attorney you could say, saving the other three in need be, or doing small jobs for the teachers. I heard the door open for the office and looked up to see Jon walking in. He had his bag with him. He never came with his bag, unless it was between classes. This wasn't Jon Walker, this was some other Jon Walker. Ms. Walton looked him over, not really caring if he was a good seed or not, "What is it?" He held up a post-it note, handing it to her, "I was late to Mr. Arbor's class." When he said it I froze, walking to the front desk, "You're never late!" He shrugged like he always did, "There's always a first. It's not like it's the end of the world.", he grinned, he seemed almost giddy, Jon's never really...giddy. Happy yes, excited maybe, giddy? No. He knows when to show certain emotions, and this was different. I felt like I was in the twilight zone. Or some weird Alfred Hitchcock movie. Ms. Walton gave him a slip without even a blink and went back to her computer. "I'll see you later, Spence.",he smiled as he walked out of the office, giving a small wave. I returned the wave, really confused. "Okay, this is weird. He's never late. He always makes sure he's early.",I shook my head as I walked back over to Mrs. Winters desk.

I didn't mention the weird incident about the strange kisser to anyone, why bother? Maybe they mistook me for someone else. It happens, like I said, I just have one of those faces. Jon didn't say anything about being late to Mr. Arbor's class, so I guess that was fine. When I saw Brendon, I just knew he wasn't involved in the little incident, I mean, I just knew. He always spilled everything he did, any prank or scandle. He didn't say anything. I mean, if it was a secret, it would most likely be let out. Brendon, keeping a secret? I'd trust Gabe more with a secret then Brendon. For a week, things were okay. No more wierd incidents. Until Thursday...

I said bye to Ryan as he headed to his class and I walked to the office, like I always did. I hadn't expected anything. I mean, after nothing having happened I didn't think about what had happened. That was until my arm was grabbed and I was pulled back into the same empty room, pushed to the wall, and I didn't get a peck this time. It was a full on kiss. Not a peck. This lasted longer then a second. I didn't know what to do. My mind went completely blank. The person pulled away and quickly ran out of the room. I shook myself out of my trance and ran after them,but they were too fast. I sighed and headed to the office. I got there right before the bell rang and just went to Mrs. Winters desk, still kind of muddle brained. "You okay, Spencer?",she raised an eyebrow as she looked at me, "You look like you've just seen a ghost!" "Huh? Oh, I'm just not feeling well is all. Think I'm coming down with something.",I lied, feeling heat rise in my cheeks, and willing it not to show. "You look flushed!",she reached a hand forehead and put it on my forehead, "And you're burning up!" "I'll call my mom to come and get me.",I tired to make sure I didn't stammer, but  thought against it. It would help me convince my mom to come and get me. I heard the door open as I went to pick up the phone and looked up like I always did. I felt myself flush more. Jon. With a post-it. That same giddy look. "You were late again?",I asked him, very curious that perhaps I was reliving this day over again. He gave his shrug and nod, "Yeah, oh well. They need a new bathroom rule or something.",he fully looked at me and raised an eyebrow, looking a little more amused, but hid it, "You okay?" "Uh, not really. Just don't feel good. That's all.",I picked the phone up and started dialing my house. He nodded and walked out of the office. I was really getting weirded out.

"Wait, this happened twice?",Ryan was sitting on the edge of my bed as I told him what had happened. I nodded as I sat down at my computer chair, running a hand through my hair, "Yeah, both on Thursdays. It's weird. Like, I think it's going to happen again on this coming Thursday. I mean, it is weird. But then again, maybe I just look alot like someone this person knows.",I tried to play that scenario. That had to be it, I mean, it happens...right? Ryan gave me that look. The look that you would usually see him give Brendon when he was in one of his really bad hyper moods. I didn't like him giving me that look,"What?" He crossed his arms, "Spencer, you don't know who this freak is!! Some random guy is kissing you!!",he sounded like my mom. Or any mom. I sighed and crossed my arms as I leaned back in my chair, thinking. Ryan was doing the same thing, trying to see how we could solve this.  "Look, I'll walk with you on Thursday all the way to the office. See what happens, see if we can find out who it is. How does that sound?", he looked at me again. I moved my eyes to look at him, "It's really the only thing that could work, unless we wanted to somehow jump the guy." He nodded and got up, straightening out the front of his pants, like somehow they had collected dust after about twenty minutes of just sitting there, "We'll figure out what's going on. Want me to tell Jon and Brendon?" I thought about it a moment. Maybe that would work and help this out. I nodded, "Yeah, could you? I'm amazed I told you." He nodded again and walked out of my room, getting his cell phone out, starting to text someone. I sighed when he left and moved to sprawl out on my bed. I grabbed my pillow and hugged it to me.

"So, what? You have a stalker now?",Brendon said as I walked over and joined him and the other two by his locker. I glared at him, "It's not funny. It's really weird.", and it was. I still thought that maybe I was taking this too seriously, and it had been a mistake. "Ignore him.",Jon shoved Brendon a bit, "So, you're really worried about this." I gave a weak smile, "I don't know. I mean, it could just be some mix up.",I ignored the look from Ryan. He was growing accustomed to giving me that look more and more. "Perhaps. We're see tomorrow.",Jon crossed his arms, obviously his mind was at work. At work on what, I didn't know, but I could tell he was thinking away. Brendon closed his locker, turning to me again, "Maybe this guy has a...let should I call it...Spiderman Complex!" We all turned to him. Leave it to the miraculous Brendon Urie to come up with something like this, "Spiderman Complex?",Ryan questioned, eyebrow raised. "You know like how he is all ninja like and stuff. One moment he's there, then you blink and he's gone?",he crossed his arms, leaning back against the ugly green colored locker, "Ry said that you said that he kissed you, then ran off and vanished it seemed like, right?",I nodded, "Okay, and he's dressed up and in disguise, right?',I nodded again, this time a bored look on my face, "See, how the complex would work is this guy doesn't want the one he loves or...kisses,"he had to make himself not giggle, which I hated him for wanting to giggle, "to find out who he is. Think of the Spiderman kiss in the first movie. He'll share a bit of himself, but not a whole lot. I think, he wants you to find out who he really is." The three of us stood there and stared at the youngest of the bunch. He blinked as looked at each of us in turn, "What?" I was silent a moment. I swear I felt Jon tense up next to me, like he was fixing to get in trouble for something. "What are you? Sherlock Holmes now?",he shook himself awake. Brendon just grinned, "It was just a thought." "A good one at that.",I added, hearing the warning bell, "We're see what happens tomorrow." The others nodded and we all went our seperate ways to classes.

The next day after lunch Ryan walked past his class with me and we headed on down the hall. He neared the classroom that I had been pulled into two times before. We both slowed as he got to it, peaking inside. The door was open, lights off, and there wasn't anyone inside. "That's odd. He isn't here.",I looked down the hall then, both ways. Nothing. No masked admirier. "Maybe he found out we were coming.",Ryan commented, poking his head into the room to get a look. "Or maybe, just maybe, he found out he was doing a mistake.",I added, crossing my arms. We stood there a moment. "Hey, you can go to class now. I don't see him anywhere.",I nudged Ryan from looking into the room more. He nodded after a moment and walked back to his room, looking back at me once or twice as I continued to the office. Nothing happened at all while I made my way there. I was somewhat relieved and disappointed. Maybe the guy had heard and decided to stop. Or he really did find out he made a mistake. I kept going over those thoughts during fifth period. When the bell rang for the last period, I headed to my English class. I usually took a short cut and got to class early, so I didn't have to deal with all the pushing and shoving of kids blocking my way. As I walked down the hall, past a different room, I was grabbed from behind, this time really surprised. I got pulled into the room, and saw that it was the same guy was before and I really didn't know what to do when he kissed me. Each time this guy kissed me, there was more in it. He was kissing me really hard, and I couldn't help, but respond and kiss him back. When I did I could feel his lips smile a bit. He pulled away, looking at me brief moment then ran out. "Wait!",I ran after him, but he had turned a corner quickly. I stood there a moment, trying to see what had just happened. He must of heard about Ryan going with me last period to have decided to come here. And it couldn't be a mistake! This was the third time, and it was in a different part of the school! I picked by bag up again and headed to my class, my brain really foggy now. What the fuck was going on here?! This guy was really god. And he had stopped. He stopped for a moment, looked at me, smiling. This guy is really tricky I tell you.

"WHAT?!"
I held the phone from me, wincing at Ryan's voice. When I had gotten home I called him and told him what had happened. "He must of found out. This kid is good.",his voice was calmer, but still serious. I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me, "I know. I really wish I could find out who this guy was. If he knows, we'll just show up randomly.",and secretly, I didn't have a problem with that, but I couldn't let Ryan know that. He'd flip. He liked to be Mother Hen at times. I sighed as I lied back on my bed and looked at the ceiling. "It has to either be someone that either really doesn't like you, and wants to mess with you or someone who really likes you...",his voice seemed to fade, as if an idea came to his mind. "Ry?",I pressed, trying to see where his mind was going. "Huh? Sorry, just trying to think.",he cleared his throat. If his thoughts were important, he'd tell them to me. "Riiight, look, I'm going to bed....and try to get to sleep. We'll figure something out tomorrow.",I rubbed my eyed with my free hand. He gave a grunt, "Night.", and I returned the good bye then hung up, not bothering to move. I just looked up at the ceiling. I tried to think of what Ryan said: That it could be someone messing with me or someone that really liked me. I went through people in my head, trying to see if I could find out who it was. I couldn't think of anyone that I had a problem with or that had a problem with me. I also couldn't think of anyone that liked me, let alone enough to do this. This was crazy.

"You look miserable."
I looked up from where I sat, seeing Jon, "Just thinking about this whole 'stalker' thing.",I looked back down. I was sitting under a tree before school. He plopped down next to me, "It's really gotten to you, huh?" I nodded,"It's just really wierd. I mean, I don't know who this person is. It's creepy.",I leaned my head back against the tree. Jon leaned his head on my shoulder and I glanced at him, "I think it will all sort out in the end. Don't get to down about it. Just think about them as a secret admirer...that likes to molest you in empty classrooms when no one is around..." I ended up chuckling a bit at him,"Guess that's one way to look at it.",I let out a long sigh, looking at the leaves of the trees. "You're unmask the culprit soon enough and then is when you'll have to make the decision of was it really bad or not.",I looked at Jon as he got up and brushed his pants off.
"You think it will be soon...that I will find out who it is?"
He looked at me and I saw a weird sparkle in his eyes, "Yeah, I think so." With that he walked off, hands in pockets and whistling some little diddy to himself. Why was he so giddy and happy lately? I was on edge. He had to be hiding something. As I watched him I watched as Ryan walked up to him, glaring at him. Jon stopped and froze, seeing him walk up to him. I cursed under my breath cause I couldn't hear what was being said. I watched as Ryan pointed an accuising finger at him, looking behind him as Brendon walked up to them. He grew wide eyed then said something. Ryan turned back to Jon and the two stared at him a moment. He waved his hands up, saying something (rather quickly it looked like). Ryan poked his chest, making him stumble back a step, then he pointed past Jon, saying something else. The bell rang and Jon quickly said something then ran off. Ryan glared at him as he ran off, Brendon just kind of stood there. The two were quiet then Brendon grinned and said something to Ryan, and I couldn't see the look on his face, but I could tell it was priceless. They walked off and I got up from where I was and walked to my class, wondering what that had all been about. Like I didn't have enough to worry about.

That day, was going to be very...eventful. While I headed to first period, I was pulled into a janitor's closet, trying not to fall over the broom and mop, getting pressed to the door when it closed and being kissed. Hard. I knew it was the guy, I didn't need a light to see that, seeing as we were in a closet. There weren't any lights on. They had been kept off. I couldn't help, but respond again, kissing the stranger back. He didn't smile this time, but his hands found their way to my shoulders, going down to my hips and staying there. Any normal person would of fought back, I know that, but something kept telling me not to. That I wanted this. And I think I did. He pulled away finally and leaned closer to me, causing me to stiffen and hold my breath, not knowing what to expect. "By the end of the day...",he was right by my ear now, talking in a raggedy voice, I couldn't really recognize it,"...you will find out who I am." I opened my mouth to say something when he opened the door and pushed me out into the middle of the hall. I stood there a moment, looking at the closed closet door, debating if I should open it. The late bell rang and I turned on my heel and ran to my class quick. I was looking forward to the end of the day. The day just kept getting better. To second period I caught a glimpse of my 'masked admirer' in a room and made my way there quickly. I had to go, I couldn't not go. I was utterly curious. He smiled when I walked into the room and didn't have to grab me or pin me to the wall. He walked over and kissed me, placing his hands on my hips again. I put my arms around his neck not being able to help it. He slipped his tongue in my mouth, catching me off guard completely and I shot my eyes open. When i did I saw the disguise, wondering who was under it. I didn't have long to ponder this though, my mind was completely shutting down now. Right when I was really getting into the kissing, he pulled away and smiled, "Just wait for next time." He ran out of the room. I blinked, trying to catch my breath. I was falling for this masked man, as much as I told myself I shouldn't be. I shook myself awake and headed to second period, pondering and knowing that he was going to get me on my way to third period. And fourth and fifth and sixth. Each encounter got more intense, so I was abit worried. When I got to second period I sat down in my usual seat, almost missing the late bell, but I was safe. Ryan was in his seat next to mine, "You seen Jon?",he seemed to have venom in his voice. I shook his head, "No, maybe he's late. He's been late alot lately.",I stated, pondering why. He grunted, "Why the hell would he be late?",he said it as if he knew exactly why, and I thought of when I saw him lecturing him earlier. I was going to ask what his problem was when Jon walked into class late. He was smiling as he got in he approached his seat infront of me. He gulped when he caught sight of Ryan glaring at him, "At the end of the day. I promise." "It better end soon, you asshole.",he growled to him. He nodded and sat down in his seat, keeping his eyes down, but I could see a small smile play at the corner of his lips. "What the hell is going on between you two today?",I looked from one to the other. Jon turned to me and smiled,"Nothing for you to worry her pretty little head over, Spence." Something flashed in my mind, but disappered as soon as it came. Everything was topsy-turvy! I just drifted off into la-la land and thought about what would happen while going to third period. I wasn't really disappointed. While I was going to third I was beckoned into a small closet. He was inside, whistiling to me when I was walking by. I tried hard not to smile as I walked over to him. He pulled me to him quickly as the door closed behind me. His lips left my lips after a brief moment and wondered along my jawline and down my neck. I closed my head and let my head tilt in the other direction, letting him do it more. Becoming more vulnerable by the second. He breathed against my skin, "Why do you keep coming back?" "I'm curious as to who you are.",I replied simply, happy to be able to actually have a conversation with him. He kissed my skin with a smile,"Aren't you worried and scared that I might do something really horrible?" I thought a moment, "A little, but I'm really more curious then worried or scared. If you really wanted to do all of that, you could easily do it now.",I pointed out quietly. He stopped nuzzling my neck and I think he was thinking about what I had said,"Guess that is true, but if you really want it, I'll just have to let you suffer and wait.",he chuckled, "What? You just going to let me go and wait to see what happens next?",I hoped he would give me a hint of some kind so I would know what to expect and could look forward to it. I mean, it he didn't tell me, I would look forward to it too, but would probably have a heart attack of anticipation of wondering. He kissed my cheek before he responded,"I go farther and farther with you. You think this out.",he kissed me hard one last time, one of his hands in my hair and the other on my hips. I almost fell when he suddenly opened the door behind me.  He grinned as I stumbled back and let the door close infront of him. Was this all wrong if I was consenting to it all? I must be really stupid for really going along with this. I mean, I had no idea who this guy was and I was willingly letting him do these things to me. Yeah, I was crazy. And I was completely fine it that. I finished my way to third period and sat down in my seat and Brendon was waiting for me in his spot next to me, "You look like someone just molested you. And you didn't complain. Am I spot on?",he gave me his famous grin and I couldn't help, but blush at his accusation. "I am!",his grin grew and he looked forward to the front of the classroom, "Your little admirer I presume." I held my head down, "Uh, y-yeah...don't let Ryan know I didn't fight back...he'll kill me." He looked surprised for a moment, but nodded, "No problem, Spence. Hey, where's Jon?",he looked around. What the hell was up with this boy and tardiness lately? "I don't know. Why is he being late all of the sudden? It's really weird.",I answered, seeing he wasn't in his seat. Speak of the devil, he walks into the classroom, with a late pass. He looked sweaty and slightly pleased about something. "What the hell is up with you today?",I looked to see Patrick with a very curious look on his face, "You've been late to every class." "Yeah, that's not like you.",Brendon chimed in, a certain mischevious grin on his face. Jon glared abit at Brendon. "All day long? Really!?",I gawked at him. He looked surprised at my input, his face slowly returning to normal as he nodded, "Just not my day I guess. Oh well.",he smiled and turned back to the front of the room. Brendon leaned over to me, "Watch him. He'll be the first to leave the room. Last to his next class. Been that way all day long." I thought about then turned to him, "He seeing someone between classes?" He slowly grinned and winked, "I think so." I was left in confusion at the way he said that. Who would Jon be seeing? There were alot of different things going on today and I didn't know about any of them mostly. Why had Ryan argued with Jon earlier today? Who and what was Jon seeing or doing in between classes? Who was my masked admirer? I was trying to see if the first two were related, because the third one couldn't possibly be part of the other two. It didn't seem like it to me anyways.
"You still worrying?",I jumped, surprised at Jon suddenly talking to me, I was deep in thought. "Huh? Oh yeah...no...I don't know. I just can't wait to find out who the guy is. It's killing me. He uh...told me he'd tell me who he is by the end of the day.",I messed with my notebook, not looking up at him. I didn't know what he would do or say from what I was saying. "You're looking forward to it. Aren't you?",I glanced up at him to see he had an eyebrow raised, waiting patiently for my answer. I shyly nodded after a moment,"Yeah, I am actually. Is that crazy?",I stopped messing with my notebook, giving him a curious look. He thought a moment then shook his head, "Nah, I don't think that's crazy." I was surprised again by him, "R-really?!" He nodded,"Yeah, I mean, if it's what you want, it's not crazy. You can't be crazy if it is something you truly want.",he smiled at me then turned back to face the front, leaving me to sit and think about what he had said. When the bell rung I watched as Jon literally ran out of the room like his pants were on fire. Judging from how fast he was running, they might of been. I got up and headed out of the classroom, waiting to see where I would have to go now,