Ayanna Quintan

chapter five

After a while of hanging out with Ambrose and his two friends, they decided they all needed to go out which meant I was home alone. 

Being in you're own company is good sometimes but in the current moment I was finding it extremely boring. 

Instead of being cooped up inside I decided it would be a good to explore the neighborhood. I was going to be living here for a while after all. 

I slipped on my converse and locked the door behind me before starting my walk. 

Most of the houses in the area looked the same, all white with either green or black window trimmings, large porches and perfectly cut gardens. It was like some kind of movie.

I eventually made it to the edge of housing estate where shops and other public area's started to appear.

I was too busy studying the buildings that I managed to collide with another person. 

"sorry!" I exclaimed 

The hand that was wrapped around arm held on with a firm grip yet I could feel a thumb gently rubbing my skin in a gentle manner. 

"well look who it is" 

My eyes rose to the persons face which made me inhale a deep breath. 

"Ayanna isn't it?"

"Tobias isn't it?" 

He smirked letting go of my arm. I took a small step back increasing the space between us. 

"well it's nice to officially meet you"

"I'm sure it is" 

I smile and step past him. I could tell the moment I set eyes on Tobias that he was a trouble maker.

"going so soon?" 

He caught up to me and began walking by my side. He towered over me in height which probably made me look shorter than I was. 

"Places to be, People to see" I shrugged 

"people more important then me?" he gasped dramatically 

"Oh, you're a funny one" I stated sarcastically 

"I'll be what ever you want me to be" he said with a wink 

I scoffed at his choice of classic line, what a typical guy. I wondered if he thought that actually sounded good. 

"Even a bug so I can squish you into oblivion?" 

He let out a laugh and in that moment I thought I'd been sent to heaven.

"Who's the funny one now huh?" 

I shrugged in response and stopped in my tracks. He copied the action and stopped in front of me staring down at my eyes. 

"Is you're life really that boring that you have to stalk me?" 

"Well predators do enjoy stalking their prey sweetheart" 

Did he really just call me his prey? The narcissistic i***t. 

"you-"

I was cut off with the ringing of a phone. He pulled it out of his pocket and read the screen. His faced turned from care free to stone cold. 

"Yeah" he answered roughly "On my way" 

He ended the call and shoved his phone back into the pocket of his jeans. 

"Duty calls" he tells me

"Oh thank god" I joke 

"I'll be seeing you around Quintan" 

He showcased an award winning smile which would've made me melt to the floor if I wasn't so stubborn. Then he began to walk the opposite way. 

Then it hit me, he called me Quintan . 

"Tobias!" I called 

He either didn't hear me because of the distance between us or he chose to ignore me. Either way I still didn't have the answer that I wanted. 

How the hell did he know my surname? I haven't told anyone.

He really must be a stalker.