Previously on I'm Watching You...

She slowly steps in, disappearing in the door portal. The door closes after she is gone. My mouth drops open in shock.

I shakily open the classroom door, and I walk towards the door Bertha just went through. My hand approaches the handle and opens the door to find...

An old-looking classroom storeroom.

I furrow my eyebrows and close the door and open it again, but I'm still left with an old class storeroom.

What the heck just happened?!

Y/N pov

I walk away from the storeroom, shaking my head in disbelief. I'm not staying here in this room, or else I'll become insane.

I walk out of the abandoned classroom and look for Harry's locker. 454...455...456 bingo. I enter Harry's excruciatingly simple password, and I open the locker with furrowed eyebrows.

WHERE IS ORION?!

I shut the locker in anger. I am so going to kill Harry Styles. I grip my hair and walk down the hallway with frustrating anger. I bump into someone. I'm too angry to care, so I walk around them, but they immediately stop me and grab my wrist, pulling me backwards.

"Didn't anyone tell you that it's rude not apologising when you bump into someone?" I hear a familiar voice state. I look up and freeze.

Dinah Jane Hansen is standing right in front of me.

She looks at me with that smirk of hers. I glare at her and cross my arms.

"What's it to you?" I say to her. She raises an eyebrow, and her smirk never leaves her face.

"You know...I don't like your attitude." I look at her in mock surprise.

What is that supposed to affect me?" I give a sarcastic smile. She looks at me mischievously and walks towards me. I stay in place to show her I'm not scared of her.

She stops in front of me and looks down at me. I'm quite shocked that she is actually taller than me. She brings her lips down to my ear and whispers.

"You know that smart mouth will get you in trouble." I shiver slightly.

Since when does Dinah Jane affect me?

She pulls away from me and gives me a look I cannot make out. She took her hands and cupped the sides of my face pulling me closer to her.

"You know you are just too innocent for your own good, which makes you intoxicating." I raise my eyebrows at her words.

"But you hate me..." I tell her that she either sneered or gave me death glares because of all the encounters we had earlier. She gives me another smirk. I narrow my eyes at her which she responds with a chuckle.

"Oh, but I do. I hate what you are doing to me with your innocent face." I look at her, and she seems closer to my face that I can feel her breath on my lips.

What is she playing at?

"I really want to kiss you right now." I don't reply. I'm just flabbergasted.

The next thing I know is her lips that graced upon my own. I had no control over my lips, and I found myself passionately kissing her back. It was like time stood still in a bewitching moment.

"Hey, Little Lady, I found Orion!" I remove my lips from Dinah. I look at Harry with a dazed expression with a tingling sensation on my lips when I turn my head to look at Dinah.

She's gone

I look down the hallway, and it's empty. This leaves me bewildered. I see a hand wave really close to my face.

"Are you okay, Y/N? You look like you've had an encounter with a ghost. I would probably understand, though, because this is the creepiest and strangest floor at the school."

"Yeah...The strangest." I mumble out, snapping out my trance. I look at Harry with furrowed eyebrows.

"Harry Styles, where is my kitten, Orion? He isn't in your locker." I say in annoyance. He looks at me with confusion.

"That's weird because I'm sure he's there. Come on." Harry leads me to his locker and enters his code. The locker opens, and Harry looks at me with a smirk.

I walk towards his locker and peer inside of it. There lies Orion on his little paws sleeping soundly.

"He wasn't there when I looked," I whisper and take Orion in my arms before Harry shuts his locker. We start walking down the hallway, and there is something I want to ask Harry.

"Harry, where is Selena?" He looks at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"I don't know the last time I saw her was from the 'adventure' we had." I shake my head in understanding.

"What is the deal with her and Mr Solomon because they seem close? And she appears out of the blue sometimes." Harry Chuckles a bit.

"Oh, you noticed that."

"Yes, I did and are they like a couple or something," I ask curiously. He shakes his head.

"No, they are close family friends. That's why they seem like that." He nods, agreeing with what he said. He looks at me and gives me a goofy look.

"So what's up with you and Ariana. You seemed to be doing some interesting stuff in the janitor's closet." He says with a look. I frown at him.

"No, Harry, nothing is going on between us. So please drop it, plus Ariana manipulated your mind to think so." I say with my voice dripping annoyance. Harry put his hands in a surrendering motion.

"Ooh, okay...do you have any other questions you want me to answer because you seem quite curious." I nod at him. I do have a couple of questions.

"How do you find the five mystery girls? And personally, Dinah creeps me out more." He gives a thoughtful look.

"Well, they're just five plain, stunning bad girls with a bad reputation. I wouldn't worry too much about Dinah. She scares and creeps everyone out." He says dismissively.

Okay then...

ring...ring...ring

Great, now I have to go to break detention. I look at Harry, and he takes Orion out of my arms.

"...And what are you doing, Mr Styles?" I ask him.

"Well, you have break detention with Ms Lovato, and from experience, you will need your hands free." I give him a look, and he smiles at me while petting Orion.

"I promise to take care of him, and you might want to change out of those gym clothes. Here, I brought your clothes for you." He tells me. I nod at him gratefully and take my clothes out of his bag. I only notice now.

"Okay, YOU BETTER, take care of him," I tell him sternly. He nods in mock fear and walks quickly away, disappearing down the stairs.

I walk to the nearest bathroom and change into my clothes. Once I leave, I almost bump into Ms Lovato.

"Oh, Ms Y/LN, follow me." She says in a firm yet calm voice. I nod and hold onto my bag straps in nervousness. I follow her, and we enter an empty classroom.

Ms Lovato walks towards a bucket with a cloth and points at it.

"You will be cleaning these desks for detention, and I will be supervising you. Ms Grande won't be able to make it, because she doesn't feel well. Now get to work."

I knew Ariana would bail out of detention.

I walk to the bucket and start cleaning the desks. It's so silent that the only thing making a sound is the wind. I look at Ms Lovato, and she is reading a book, but I'm too far to read the title.

"Ms.Lovato, can I ask you something?" I look at her. She lifts her head from her book and nods at me. I sigh in relief.

"I was wondering what happened to Mr Mcleary?" She looks down and sighs.

"He was found behind the school gym, and according to the investigation, he died of a heart attack." I furrow my eyebrows.

"But why-" "-the reason they believe you killed Mr Mcleary is that the day he screamed at you, people thought you wanted revenge according to rumours, so we left it at that. It wasn't your fault he was stressed out the whole week."

Wow...so they pin it on the new kid. Amazing people this school has.

"Oh, okay...that's not a very nice rumour." Ms Lovato sighs and looks at me with a sad smile.

"Don't worry about what others think. They are just bored...so any other questions you have while you are cleaning." She says, giving me a genuine smile.

"Well...many things are seriously wrong with this eerie town, and I feel like I'm going crazy. Do I need help or a therapist? Because I just can't." I stop wiping the desk and release a shaky breath.

"No, I'm sure that you are perfectly fine, and about this town, it's probably because you just moved in and the whole move is a bit hectic this week. You will be fine by next week." She says in a tone as if she is sure that this is nothing to worry about.

"Please stay away from the five girls Ms Y/LN. They are bad news." I look at Ms Lovato weirdly since she is one of the many people warning me about them.

"Oh, I am trying," I say, continuing to clean the desks. She hums, but it sounds like she doesn't believe me.

"Of course...of course..." She trails off. She then speaks in a concerned tone.

"I want to warn you about Ariana. I know you might be in love with the girl, but she is a playgirl. She plays with your feelings, and in the end, she breaks you down. I know this because I am very observant." I shake my head vigorously.

"No, Ms Lovato, you got it all wrong. I'm..no...we're not dating." She looks at me and raises her left eyebrow.

"You sure about that because Ariana has been telling many students to stay away from you." It's my turn to raise my eyebrows.

Ariana seriously believes that we are dating...how fun-flipping-tastic.

A/N, and then there was a chapter.