Rick's point of view: I can't believe it. I REALLY can't believe it. Here I am. With CHELSEA HOMERS. I really thought that this would only happen in my dreams. Here she is, looking absolutely gorgeous. If I'm just allowed to stare at her all day long, I would. Chelsea fanned herself with her hands. I see drops of sweat forming on her forehead. "Is it hot?" I asked as I grabbed a tissue and gently patted her perspiring forehead. Surprised at what I did, Chelsea blushed instantly. See how cute she is? "Th-thanks." Chelsea mumbled as she transferred her bag to her other shoulder. "Is it heavy? Let me..." I asked as I grabbed Chelsea's bag and placed it on my shoulder. "You don't have to..." Chelsea trailed off as she tried to snatch the bag from me. "It's okay. I really want to do these things for you." I smiled. Chelsea laughed. "At least, let me treat you some ice-cream." "N-no. I should be the one to treat y-" I trailed off. "Nonsense!" Chelsea laughed, "I want to be the one to treat you." Chelsea bought two ice-cream sundaes and gave one to me. "Mmm~ I really LOVE ice-cream!" Chelsea beamed. I leaned closer to Chelsea and whispered. "How about me? Do you LOVE me?" Chelsea's eyes widened. Her cheeks reddened immediately. "Of course." she admitted as she gave me a little punch on the shoulder. I smiled. "I LOVE you too." I muttered softly. The day passed so quickly. Chelsea and I watched a movie, ate some snacks and played under the fountain. You know what? It was the best day of my life. "Thanks for everything. I had lots of fun." Chelsea smiled as we arrived at her gate. "Have a nice sleep." I laughed as I looked around at the pitch dark street. "I will." Chelsea giggled as she turned around. Oops. I'm forgetting something... "Chelsea..." I trailed off as I grabbed her hand and pressed my cold lips unto hers. "Goodnight." I smiled as I turned around to leave. "Goodnight!" Chelsea happily called out as I disappeared in the dim street. *Ring* "Hello?" I answered as I picked up te phone. "Rick, this is Regina. Do you know where's Dale?" Regina asked worriedly. "I didn't contact him the rest of the day." I answered. "Oh I see. Because, he didn't contact me either. And it seems, he's not at home. I'm just worried." Regina sighed. "Don't worry. I'll give him a call." I said assuredly as I hung up. *Ring* "Hello? I answered again. "R-Rick. Th-this is Chelsea." the sobbing girl at the end of the line said. "Chelsea? What's wrong?" I asked, totally worried. "He's here." Chelsea whispered. Her voice was shaking. "Who's here?" I asked. Chelsea took a deep breath. "The... ... stalker is infront of my house again."