It was a few days later, that I had come to realize the girl would not stop. Every day at 5, she would appear and run down the street. I found myself wondering keenly about where her route went, when she started, when she finished, and just how long she ran. To someone who appeared to have gotten to know just about the whole neighborhood through hours of hours of watching them, it was frustrating to see such an enigma run by every day.

I could not figure her out, no matter how much I tried, although my keen eyes noticed that a light smile tended to flicker on her face when she ran past my house, as if she knew I was watching her. I suppose in hindsight it should've been obvious, since no one even paid her attention. To them, it was like she did not exist. I checked the time on my watch. Three o' clock. Tuesday. Thank god for Summer vacation, I'm not sure I would want to go to school in this state of mind. Oddly enough, the air was surprisingly temperate and mild, not at all blisteringly hot like I remember it. Probably something to do with climate change or whatever. It didn't matter.

What did matter, was that I was on the porch, as usual, studying the young man who lived across the street. Like the other neighbors, I had discerned his schedule. Every day at three, without fail, he walked to his car and left. I don't know where he went, probably work. I watched as he opened his car door, only to turn and wave at me, smiling. My neighbors were kind folk, and had accepted me for my eccentricities. I suppose rather than creep them out, my presence must've comforted them. I was always watching, and likely to notice anything amiss. I quietly pulled out my handheld phone, noticing Alex had sent me a text. Hey bro, I just no scoped some skrubs and now they're ganking me hard. Wanna come over and troll them?

Hm...tempting, but I checked my watch, noticing it was four now. I would not want to miss the appearance of the mysterious girl. Sorry, I'm busy right now. I'll come over in a few hours though, aight?

I ignored the inevitable stream of emoticons he was likely sending me as I pocketed the phone and waited. A car passed by, then another. It was surprisingly quiet, and barring the light wind that flowed through and the rustling of the trees, it was almost enough to want to make me sleep. Others might get bored, sitting for hours on end, just watching the world, but I never tired of it. For some reason, I found myself constantly checking my watch, eager to see the girl appear. It wasn't as if I liked her or something, but the more I watched her pass by my house, the more I seemed to connect with her, if that made sense. It was like we were two entities in a world of nothingness.

My heart began to race as the watch finally registered 5:00. Looking up, I was relieved then to hear the faint footfalls of the girl as she approached in the distance, lightly jogging. However, unlike before, she broke her usual routine to look at me as she ran by. Chills ran down my spine as our eyes met for the briefest of moments, but in that brief exchange of glances I saw something in those eyes of her, vividly blue. I had to meet her. I needed to talk with her. I stood up and tried to move forward, but by then she was already down the street, seeming to melt from view. No worries. There was always tomorrow, after all. Still...why did I feel somewhat empty when she left? I placed my hand on my chest, confused. Now that the girl was gone, however, I was free to go up to Alex's place.

And go up to his place I did. As I sat down beside him, Alex looked towards me inquisitively. We were the same age, of course, but Alex usually sported longer hair, which was a darker shade of brown compared to mine, and something I liked about him was that our eyes were the same color: a light hazel.

"So...Smith, you seem a lot busier than usual, what's the big deal?" he asked me this with a concerned look. I thought for a bit, then decided to just tell him the truth. After all, he was my best friend, he deserved to know.

"You know the girl I mentioned earlier? I've been waiting for her every day. Every time at 5, without fail, she runs by my house," I said. Alex snorted.

"Dude! What happened to bros before hoes? Why would you want to watch some chick run by when you could be playing games with your best friend? What, you like her or something?" I shook my head.

"No, I don't, but...she seems familiar, and no one seems to notice her."

Alex smiled wryly. "Sure you don't~! Why don't you go talk to her? I'm sure you might be able to land her with your charming looks!"He completely ignored the second part of my sentence. I, of course, begged to differ, but the encouragement he was offering me was at least sincere.

"I intend to try and talk with her tomorrow," I told him. Alex grinned.

"That's my boy! Now come on, let's go challenge these skrubs to a rematch...."

He turned on his TV and passed me a controller. Video Games were addicting, this I had to admit, but they never had that same allure that they do on me the way they do with others. I would rather prefer to watch the world around me, but video games were fun too. As we played together, I couldn't help but feel that there was something off about Alex, as if me mentioning the girl had upset him internally. People thought I was observant, but no one really seemed to know just how perceptive I was. I could read people like a book, and something told me Alex was not going to be a fan of this girl. Regardless, as I walked home in the dark down the road, I felt the same chills as before. What was going on? I hoped that by talking with the girl, I could figure things out and get some answers.