when i had a bad feeling

Today I got to school and pulled into the parking lot behind the art museum (since at the time I get to school there is never any parking open in front of the school). As I was pulling into the parking lot, this white mustang that was sitting on the grass down a little ways pulled out, and came into the parking lot behind me. He parked a few spaces farther down than me, and when I got out of my car to get my stuff together, I saw that the guy had gotten out of his car and was just standing there, watching me.

At first I was like, I will not freak out. I will finish what I’m doing, lock my car and go to school.
But alarm bells were going off in my head, and I don’t ignore those alarm bells, because usually whenever I get suspicious, it usually for good reason (like that incident back in September!).

So I got back in my car, and drove around to the front of the school, but there wasn’t ANY parking around there. Even the places we’re not suppose to park were full.
I wasn’t about to go back around there, so I called dad and asked if I could park at his office and have him drive me back over to school. So that’s what I did.

Am I silly for doing that? I mean, he was probably just waiting on somebody (I swear drug deals go down around there */endCathmoment*), but… it just really freaked me out.
And I had just gotten my car cleaned and washed (dudes did a SUPER job, it’s so sparkley and they got all the embedded bugs off the front!) so I was like, I don’t want my newly cleaned car stolen!