Wilders, Stalkers, & Frying Pans...Oh My!

"I'm going to schooooooool, I'm goooooing to schoooooool!" Lorilynn sang as she skipped downstairs to have breakfast with her family. She was so excited from the previous night that she could hardly sleep and she didn't feel even the slightest bit sleepy. She made sure she didn't waste any time showering longer than she needed to or taking forever to do her hair. From this day forward, time was precious and she needed to get to school on time today. "Goooooood mooooorning family!" She sang cheerily as she entered the dining room.

"Oh God, shut up. Your voice is making my ears bleed." Roselyn grumbled. Roselyn was Lorilynn's younger sister. The two got into constant disputes, and sometimes, they'd fight for no apparent reason.

"You know, I'd say something to you, but today's the best day of my life, so I'm not going to let you ruin it." Lorilynn gave her a sickeningly sweet smile before sitting down to enjoy breakfast. "Today's the day I don't have to see your excuse of a face anymore." She sipped her tea.

"Excuse me!" Roselyn hissed.

"Girls!" Landon scolded. "It's too early in the morning for this, you know that. So now lets all enjoy a nice, healthy breakfast."

"She started it, Daddy." Roselyn pouted.

"Me? You're the one who insulted me first!" Lorilynn shot back.

"Well, maybe I wouldn't if you didn't give me things to insult you about!" Soon again, the girls were arguing, and Landon tried hopelessly to get them to stop.

"Oh my! Everyone's in such a delightful mood this morning." Remy sighed happily. "I love family breakfasts."
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"It's pretty chilly..." Roselyn sniffled.

"What do you expect, we're at the docks in September. That's why you bring a jacket." Lorilynn muttered, packing her luggage on the boat. Roselyn only huffed. After the last of Lorilynn's luggage was boarded onto the boat, she turned to her family and smiled at them. "Well, I guess this is-" she started, but was cut of by Remy's sudden sloppy hug and blubbering.

"L-L-Loooooriiiiii~!" She cried. "Don't go! I'll miss you!" Lorilynn wasn't sure how to react to her mother's sudden outburst. She stood there for a while, overtaken by shock. She smiled a bit and returned the hug.

"Oh Mother, I'll come back to visit on holidays or when school lets out." Remy's crying ended quickly and she pulled away, looking at her daughter confused.

"Sc-school? I...I thought you were going living on your own..." Lorilynn's face twisted.

"Wha-!? And just where would I go?" Lorilynn cried. Remy shrugged.

"Beats me. Well, have fun in school! Remember to shine! I love you!" After receiving hugs from her father and a stare off from her younger sister, she boarded the boat. She watched her family stand and wave as the boat started to head to Rai Island.

"Oh boy, when does normal school end? 2:30? I can't wait until she gets back to tell me all about her first day." Remy smiled.

"Mother, it's a boarding school. She'll be there for a while." Roselyn said flatly.

"Wait, you mean she isn't coming back?" Remy asked. Panic filled her voice.

"Nope."

"LORI!" Remy cried after the boat, running along the dock. "LORI! COME BACK! DON'T GO!" Roselyn and Landon bolted after her, making sure she didn't do anything stupid.

Lorilynn could hear the faint sound of her mother's voice. Curious, she turned to look at the docks and saw what looked like her mother motioning for her to come back. "Oh dear Lord... Is she insane!?"
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Lorilynn felt she was in heaven. She'd never seen anything like this in her entire life! Rai Island was so beautiful! The flowers were vibrant, the trees were tall, and it got even better when she got on campus. Lorilynn never saw so many people bustling about. There were so many people to talk to and look at, but after being caught staring, things got awkward and she went to go find her dorm room.

"I feel cramped." Lorilynn frowned. She wasn't used to any room being so small. After all, she did live in a large house her whole life. She shrugged it off. If this was how people lived outside of her house, then she was going to have to suck it up and rough it out. The dorm did leave a little warm cozy feeling in her chest, though. Lorilynn smiled and went to unpack her things into her room. She paused, noticing two doors. "I have a roommate!" She cried. That had to be it. Why else would there be two doors right next to one another. As she unpacked her things in her room, she couldn't help but wonder what her roommate would be like.

The library had become eerily deserted, save for the lone librarian that had been sweeping through the aisle returning the books to their proper place. The student’s must have been busy with settling into their dorms, thankfully making it easier to spot her precious keepsake that had separated from her brother to come back and retrieve it. In the back of the room on the table that once occupied Kyren laid her mother’s book awaiting her return. Releasing a relieved sigh Emma scooped up the tattered old book holding it close to her chest, “What is going on with me today…I’m misplacing everything.” She whispered, thankful no one was around to see her talking to herself.

Heading out the library’s rather heavy double oak doors the frigid wind took Emma by surprise sending a shiver through her petite body. The temperature was beginning to drop as the sun had begun its descent in the bruised cloudy blue sky. Recalling that she had yet to become acquainted with her roommate, Emma strolled back towards her dorm watching as the seasonal leaves fluttered crossed her path as the wind picked them up. Returning to her dorm Emma immediately noticed that her roommate had indeed arrived, although not present at the moment. Finding herself disappointed that he had missed the chance at meeting her Emma entered her own room, and began returning her belonging to their proper place before plopping down onto her soft mattress. Laying there staring up at the ceiling her thoughts had made their way back to Chuck Wilder…something about him intrigued her. She found herself hoping to see him again, although she knew her brother was hoping for the complete opposite. Turning over onto her stomach Emma looked at her hands. She would need to proper clean them as told Chuck she would…there she goes again, thinking about him...Burying her head into her pillow Emma tried to focus on the preparing for tomorrow…after all classes would begin first thing in the morning.

It took a little while to figure out where Emma's dorm was from the outside of the girl's dormitories, but he had found it. And of course, it was on the second floor. Luckily, there was a tree growing right up next to their window. There was no guarantee that Emma would even be in her bedroom, nor was it written in stone that it was her window at all. It could belong to her room mate. No matter, he was going to see her one way or another.

Chuck easily scaled the tree and made his way along the tree branch, moving towards the window. The light in her window was on, casting it's warm glow all around the bedroom. Inside, Emma was laying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She seemed to be focused on something unseen to all but her, lost in thought. Chuck watched her lay there, his heartbeat quickening a little as he realized that he was sneaking into a girl's bedroom the night before school started. She rolled onto her stomach and looked down at her hands for a short while, before finally burying her head in the pillow. At this point, he reached forward from his spot sitting on the tree limb and tapped on her window.

Moments after Emma had buried her face into the warmth of her pillow a tapping sound roused her back to reality. Propping herself up on just enough for her deep brown eyes to scan around her room unsure of where the sound had come from, Emma was about to write it off as her mind playing tricks on her…until she heard it again. Thankfully her roommate had not come back yet, for once Emma found the source of the tapping a surprising small scream escaped her lips. The sight of Chuck Wilder perched in a tree outside her window was the last thing on earth she imagined would be creating the noise. Realizing that she was on the second floor she quickly made her way across the room opening her window.

“Are you trying to kill yourself?” She asked in a hushed voice demanding that he get out of the tree immediately before he lost his footing tumbling to his death. Alright maybe she was over reacting a little but she wouldn’t have a Wilder falling from of the tree outside her window. Let alone it being Chuck Wilder…seeing as she wanted him to stay in one piece. Leaning out of the window slightly to make sure there weren’t any supervisors roaming the grounds Emma motioned for him to come in.

He didn't need to be told twice to come inside. As soon as Emma moved out of the way, he stepped onto her window sill and dropped down onto her floor. He turned to her immediately and took a step towards her, seemingly unaware of the definition of personal space. "I know I'm not supposed to be here right now, but I've got something of yours." Chuck said, pulling her student ID card from his pocket and holding it up so that she could see it.

For a Wilder Chuck seemed rather light on his feet as he nimbly entered through her bedroom window. Thankfully she closed it as soon as he was safety inside for once she turned her attention back to him, she immediately took a small step backwards her back pressing firmly against the window. Chuck had a few things to learn about personal space...Praying that Chuck's hearing wasn't good as his ability in fighting Emma pulled at the hem of her shirt her heart pounding in her chest.

Feeling her face get warm Emma lifted her chin slightly, her eyes widening as they traveled from her ID card to Chuck’s face. “Thank you so much! How did you find it?” She asked, relieved that she wouldn’t have to waste any money on obtaining a brand new one. Through all her excitement it had completely slipped her mind that she hadn’t told him what dorm she was living in…let alone that she was missing her ID card.

Chuck smiled at her, seeing how relieved she was that he had found it for her. She was so cute that he made no move to take a step back from her. In fact, he'd much rather get closer. "I heard you mention it to Kyren when you two left, so I looked around and found it for you. Couldn't see you spending money on another one." He leaned a little closer to her, enjoying being so close to her, "Do I get a reward for finding it for you?"

Seeing as there was nowhere to go Emma’s back stayed firmly pressed against the glass sandwiching her between Chuck and the window. Instinctively she placed her hands up between them pressing gently against his chest which to her amazement felt extremely toned and muscular. Curiosity clouded her mind hearing him ask for a reward…was there actually anything she could offer that would even perk Chuck Wilder’s interest? “Umm…Well that depends, what would you like?” She asked her voice a mere whisper seeing as he was so close she couldn’t bring herself to speak much louder.

She was actually agreeing to give him a reward? He wasted no time. "How about your phone number?" He asked, enjoying the effect that he was having on her. Emma's hands felt good against his hard chest, their softness soothing. She was so petite and irresistible that he could help but add, "And how about a kiss?"

Chuck’s proposal of a phone number wasn’t actually that outrageous compared to the one following. Cocking an eyebrow Emma wasn’t sure if he had been serious or was just teasing her. Nonetheless a blush became noticeable in its proper place on her cheeks when in Chucks presence. The thought of seeing him again had definitely been lingering in the back of her mind since earlier that morning, when he had first crossed paths with her before disappear into the woods. Her mind replayed the last few words he spoke how about a kiss…an idea popping in her head. Reaching out for the hand that held her ID Emma pulled it free not loosening her grip on him. Instead she brought his hand to her lips gently planting a soft kiss on his knuckles. Peeking up at him she smiled, “There is a reward…A kiss just like you asked.”

He blinked in surprise and it took him almost a full thirty seconds for it to actually sink in. She had kissed his hand - not that it didn't feel good, but still - and had technically just gave him exactly what he'd asked for. It was his own fault for not specifying. "I can't believe you just did that..." Chuck trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief, "That's not what I meant, but it still counts. You're too smart, Emma."

Blinking her big brown doe eyes while watching the bewildered expression on Chuck’s face change as it dawned on him that she had indeed just kissed his hand, was the a little too much for Emma to handle. Bringing her hands up to her mouth trying desperately to hold in her amusement she began to laugh, her slender shoulders bouncing slightly as the giggles escaped her lips. He was cute. She found herself wanting pull his hand back up to her lips and kiss it once more just to see his surprised face all over again. She wanted to get to know him -to see more of him as he was now, blinking at her in disbelief- to break down all those awful rumors shadowing who the true Chuck Wilder was. This boy had captivated her.

Laughing Emma slid a couple inches down the glass sitting on the window sill, having to lift her chin much higher this time in order to look up into Chuck’s soft blue eyes. “It’s not a matter of being smart; you just need to be more specific with what you want.” She replied taking the opportunity to duck under Chuck’s arm freeing herself from the window. Walking swiftly across the room she opened her bedroom door checking to see if her roommate had shown up yet. Negative… Glancing back toward Chuck she gestured him out into the living room. Although it had only been the first day, the girls had already added their own little touches of home to their dorm. The room was decorated with a few framed memories; couch pillows and throw blankets in soothing browns and beiges, and sitting in the middle of the small dining table in a glass vase were vibrant stargazer lilies filling the room with their sweet flowery scent.

Emma’s gaze moved from the clock to Chuck, and although she wasn’t quite ready to part with the intriguing Wilder she wasn’t about to be caught with a boy in her dorm after hours. “Thank you for returning my Student Id Chuck, and now that you have received a reward I think it would be a good idea to go back to your own dorm. This time I would appreciate it if you to take the stairs though…less chance of you breaking your neck that way.” Emma joked placing her hand on the door knob. Opening the door just a crack she peeked out making sure the coast was clear for him, opening the door the rest of the way she smiled softly at him leaving him with a few chioce words...She was sure he could manage, “Don’t get caught!”

Leaving through the building the normal way was not exactly what he had planned on. It was a good way to get him busted and the chances of that were now much higher. Though he'd wanted to turn back to Emma's dorm and go back down the tree, he heard voices coming from down one end of the hallway. Making a quick, yet quiet retreat, he jogged down the hall in the opposite direction of the noise. Suddenly, a dorm room door swung open and female voices sounded from inside.

Thinking quickly, Chuck ducked into the closest door. Unfortunately for him, it was the girls' bathroom. Female voices floated up from the stalls as they chattered to each other while 'taking care of business'. He briefly considered leaving the restroom, but realized that the door was ready to open when female voices could be heard coming from the other side. Ducking into a stall, he hopped up onto a toilet and hid there as the bathroom started to fill up with more girls. Shit. Chuck thought to himself. This was going to be a long night...

Closing her door and locking it behind her Emma retreated back to her room. Sitting on at the foot of her bed she turned her ID card over delicately in her hands, her thoughts filled with the handsome smiling face of Chuck Wilder. Flopping onto her back, arms stretched out her eyes wandered back toward the window that he had entered through only moments ago. As the thought dawned on her she shot up in her bed. How in the world did you know where my dorm was? With Emma’s vivid imagination running wild…it was definately going to a rather long night. ~

Chuck crouched on the toilet for what must have been at least fifteen minutes. There was a girl in each stall on either side of his stall and they seemed to be having a contest on who had the most rancid gas. His hand was covering his nose and mouth and he was trying not to make a sound. Phhhhbbbbbbtttttttttttttt.... He gagged in disgust and jumped off of the toilet, making a break for the door.

“and how about a kiss?” The words seemed to bounce off the walls echoing around Emma as she glanced up into Chuck’s strikingly gorgeous blue eyes. Everything around her appeared more vibrant and surreal, as he encompassed her into in his warm loving embrace. Her mind was drowning in the unspeakable thoughts that made her heart race. Although she couldn’t think straight her body immediately reacted to him. Moving in closer… closing the distance between their lips she gave him what he had asked for…and secretly what she had wanted all along.

Emma shot up in bed her face flushed in deep shade of red, her chest rising and falling with each short breath she took trying to slow down her racing heart. [/i] I’m never eating before bed again…[/i] Retrieving her glasses from her bedside table, Emma got out of bed heading towards the bathroom, in the hopes that a shower would wash away the blush that would be plastering her face for the entire month…thanks to Chuck Wilder for evading her dreams.

Her face back to its proper color Emma went about her normal morning routine. Her attire consisting of a brown flowing knee length skirt, a pair of comfortable flats, and a matching top adorned with a simple design that trailed along the neckline. Coupled with her signature pigtails Emma headed out with a half hour to spare before class.

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Dorm B01

Lorilynn slammed the door behind her as soon as she reached in her dorm. "Oh my God, oh my God!" Lorilynn cried, pacing the floor. "Somebody said, 'We're losing her!'" She put her hand on her head, and her breathing was rapid. "Okay Schwann, don't panic, don't panic! Bad things happen if you panic! Uh, oh my God, what do I do? Do I call the police? The FBI? The army!? Oh my God! Oh! I know what to do!" She cried, running to up to the couch, and pushing it ever so slowly in front of the door. She put a couple more chairs and a coffee table in front of the door as well before looking at her job well done. "Okay," She breathed. "Now if those creeps want to get in here, at least they're going to have to climb over the freakin' chairs before they get to me!...I need a weapon!" She bolted into the kitchen searching for a good weapon until she found a frying pan. "This'll do nicely." She smirked before heading back to her post by the door. Now she was ready for them.

Thanks to that little detour in heels, Lena was arriving at Emma’s dorm a lot later than she planned. Her day with Chepe would truly be unforgettable. Now she was looking forward to curling up in Emma’s bed with some sweets and having a much needed girl talk with her best friend. Knowing the innocent little brunette hardly ever locked her dorm door –although her brother reminded her to OVER and OVER again to- Lena walked straight up to her door planning to walk right in. Well at least she thought she would, to her surprise she ran into a roadblock. Quite literally too. The door opened just a crack before hitting a blockage…followed closely by Lena faceplanting the door. What the hell is this? One of Emma’s random little pranks? Nursing her nose Lena pounded her fist on the door to get her friend’s attention. “Hey! Let me in! Don’t make me use these powerful guns!” She joked playfully posing - flexing her nonexistent muscles in the middle of the hallway.

Lorilynn and Leon were sitting on the porch of her home. They were relaxing, taking in the wonderful spring time breeze. Leon turned to her to say something. He was moving his lips, but Lorilynn couldn't hear anything. She asked him to speak up, and asked what he was saying, but he just kept talking. She kept trying but there she just wasn't breaking through. As he spoke he reached for her and-

Bonk~

Lorilynn sprang up from the floor and took an aggressive stance, clutching her frying pan in her hands. She must have dozed off, waiting for the creeper. She then heard a voice from behind the door. "G-g-guns!?" Lorilynn's arms felt like spaghetti, and she was shaking a bit, but she shook it off, and kept her voice under control. "I know you're out there, you stalker! There's no way you're getting in here! And if you do, expect to take this frying pan to the head! Who are you and why're you following me!?" That creepy stalker wasn't getting in here anytime soon. Lorilynn made sure of that. She bit her bottom lip and narrowed her eyes at the barricaded door, waiting for a response. She was growing impatient. "Well!?" She snapped.

Stalker? Frying Pan? Who was this girl?

It definitely wasn’t Emma, although imagining the small brunette waving around a “frying pan” like a deadly weapon brought a silent chuckle to Lena’s lips. This girl must have been her roommate, and she sounded rather paranoid to say the least. Was someone following her? Glancing down the either side of the deserted hallway she half expected to have to drop kick a pair of creepy eyes peeking around the corner, but just as she arrived she was still the only one in the hall.

Clearing her throat Lena leaned back against the door propping it open against the makeshift barricade. She held back the urge to tease the girl a little when she heard the distrust in her voice. She was aware of where the line was, and knew not to cross it…Unless she wanted an unnecessary whack to the head with a cooking aid. After a few moments of silence Lena replied, “Well my name is Cholena, and I promise I come in peace! Now unless you plan to cook me something spectacular I would appreciate it if you put down your pan of death.” Lena’s voice was a lot softer than normal as she tried to coax the girl to allow her entry to the dorm.

Lorilynn lowered her frying pan and thought for a moment. She didn't certainly sound like a stalker, but then again, she didn't know what stalkers sounded like. She decided to move a couple of the chairs and the couch just a bit so she could peek through the door. There stood a girl with curly red hair and deep blue eyes. She could see her hair was damp and she was wearing loose fitting clothes. Maybe she had just come from the beach? In any case, Lorilynn didn't think it was safe for her to be out there by herself. After moving the furniture some more, there was a good space that the door could now open. She grabbed Lena by the wrist and yanked her inside quickly. She then slammed the door, locked it, and turned around to face Lena. "Did you see anyone suspicious out there?" Lorilynn spoke fast. "Answer! Quickly!"

“Woah!” Lena yelped in surprise as Emma’s paranoid roommate yanked her into the dorm slamming the door behind her. It took every ounce of self-control Lena had to not burst out in laughter as the girl began her interrogation. She had never heard someone talk so fast before, and wasn’t sure it was even humanly possible until now. Piercing her lips to help detain a silent chuckle Lena shook her head. “No! There was no one out there, but if it makes you feel better I can take your weapon and take a lap around the hall if it puts you at ease!” She offered nodding her head towards the frying pan still in the girls clutches, as though she was prepared to swing it at the smallest noise.

Setting her frying pan on the table, Lorilynn peeked out of the door. Cholena was right. There was no one there. Sighing she closed the door and turned to face her. "There was," She began quietly. "There was someone following me here. I heard them. I know I did... I.." She trailed off as a bright pink blush made it's way on her face. "At-at least I think so..." How embarrassing. This wasn't any way to greet strangers. The girl probably thought she was a lunatic! But there was someone following her, right? "S-sorry about that. I didn't mean to come off like that." she apologized, running her hand through her hair. Her posture slumped a little as she tried not to keep eye contact with Cholena. After a few moments, she stood up straight. "Oh, um, my name's Lorilynn. And that should have been the first thing I said when I met you." She said, scratching the back of her head sheepishly.

Seeing how this stalker -real or not- was affecting Lorilynn, Lena couldn’t just sit back and let it eat away at her. If they didn’t get to the bottom of this now then the thought would be haunting the poor girl for the rest of the night. Reaching over for the abandoned frying pan Lena threw the door open standing in the middle of the hallway. Holding the pan up so that it was resting against her shoulder she glanced down the passage her eyes narrowed towards the stairwell. Thanks to her father’s persistent belief that his precious daughter should know how to protect herself, Lena had taken her fair share of self-defense classes. If there was really someone following the frightened girl, which Lena highly doubted, she would most likely throw the self-defense lessons down the drain and swing the pan around like a maniac!

Sure Lena looked a little odd standing in the middle of the girl’s corridors one hand on her hip the other holding on the frying pan, but who really ever gets to say they threatened someone…or air with 12 inches of metal awesomeness? Clearing her throat loudly she said, “Whoever is following my friend better back off! I warn you now that I will whack you so hard in head that you won’t be able to use it properly for months, and I’m not talking about the head on your shoulders.” Being answered with silence was good enough for Lena, sending the redhead retreating back into the dorm. Flashing a smile at Lorilynn she handed back the pan. “I’ve got to get me one of those!” She said playfully before glancing around the room. The furniture was clustered together toward the wall closest to the door, the rest still in its previous barricade only allowing the door to open about two feet or so. “So Lorilynn, you and Emma are roommates? Speaking of Emma where is she?” Seeing as the small brunette hadn’t come out during their whole unusual encounter implied to Lena that she wasn't there.