I'm a Stalker

So tonight I went to a meeting of a club I'm in. The meeting consists of going to watch a movie. After the meeting I left. Except I wanted to go to Rite Aid and buy a bag of pretzels. The way to Rite Aid is the opposite way that most people leave the building, plus it was like 10 at night, so the building was empty.

For those reasons, it was extremely apparent that only me and one girl were leaving the building that way. We were pretty much walking right next to one another, silent for a good 20 seconds. Then she said, "Weird movie, huh?" This blossomed into a full two-minute conversation until we exited the building. Except we were both walking the same direction. Still, we walked in silence down a street where we the only occupants.

I crossed the street a few minutes after walking outside, because I thought the Rite Aid was coming up on a side street. I was one street too early, and just as I was reaching the corner of the right street, she passed. I turned up the street, and noticed her walking into the Rite Aid. I felt a bit awkward, but wanted my pretzels, so I went in. I didn't see her at first, instead walking over to the aisle where the pretzels were.

I started looking at my options. There wasn't anyone else in the aisle. Then I considered getting something besides pretzels. Chex Mix are pretty good, and they have pretzels included, so that's awesome. Then someone walked up to me and said, "Are you following me?"

It was some homeless dude.

No, just kidding, it was her. I was a bit shocked, because I was looking at pretzels, not hiding behind the large display for Ramen noodles that were on sale watching her from afar. So I of course said, "Yes. I really like the redecorating you did recently. It looks really nice." Thinking about it, bad idea.

But she didn't scream or call the cops. She just looked slightly confused. "I'm kidding," I said. "I just wanted some pretzels." I panicked and forgot about the Chex Mix.

Anyway, she said something about how it was just odd we both went from the same classroom to the same Rite Aid, because it's like a five minute walk between the two. I said I agreed, although I didn't find it odd at all. I mean, I was following her.

Then she said, "Alright, have a nice night. I guess I'll see you next week."

"If not sooner," I said. She walked away. I stayed behind a few minutes as to not seem like I was following her to the register.