#Chapter11

"You still don't want to tell me where we are going?" I ask him as he speeds down the road, in the direction away from the city.

"Nope." he says, popping the p.

"Then can you tell me how you found my house?" I ask as I look out of the window at the trees we're passing by.

"I saw you walking there from school one day." he simply replies and I turn to look at him.

"Were you stalking me?" I ask, alarmed.

He snorts. "Of course not. It was just a coincidence that I was driving pass your house just as you walked in."

"It could've been...