I’ve been looking for an opportunity to catch Sara Tomkinson for months.
Wealthy parents,
good looks,
great figure,
good at games and good academically too.
Never in trouble either,
well never been caught –
until now!
I wonder who she’s with.
There are certainly two of them.
Sara’s popular with everyone, damn her.
It could be anyone.
They’re coming up the next stairway now, getting near.
I step back a few paces into the shadows.
They should turn left away from me, assuming they head in the direction Of Sara’s room.
There’s a head, then another one.
Sara’s the taller one, not sure who the other one is.
Sure enough, they do turn left.
I let them get a few paces ahead before I start following them.
They’re whispering to each other, interspersed with silly little giggles.