#Chapter 67: Biggest Fan

Nina I woke up the next morning after a mostly sleepless night to the sound and smell of someone cooking breakfast in the kitchen. The sun was shining through the slats of my blinds as the birds chirped outside; somehow, I had fallen asleep the night before despite the terror running through every fiber of my being. I knew someone was watching me. Whoever it was had gone so far as to climb up into the tree outside my window and watch me as I laid in bed. This couldn’t go on for any longer -- I had to do something. Despite the fact that I wanted to hide in my room all day after being humiliated by Lisa the day before and likely becoming the laughing stock of the entire university, I knew I would have to venture out today to report this stalker. I climbed out of bed, splashed some cold water on my face, and headed out into the kitchen. Jessica glanced up from the stove, where she was flipping pancakes, to give me an apologetic look. “Morning,” she said. “Are you feeling