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Skylar's POV: It's already been a week and I've still been getting daily messages telling me to watch out for something. Yesterday, broken shards of glass fell out of my locker and the day before that, I found a bloody knife in my bag. I just feel bad for whoever's blood that was. The weekend was no exception for the sender to take a break from their threats though because I still almost suffered an injury. On Saturday, a truck was speeding right in my direction. On Sunday, a lamp post tipped over to where I was standing. I'm more than sure now that the sender is one of the gang members because everyday when I would see either Mark or Xavier, they would look over at me with a sly smirk. I've even seen Drew on the school campus once and he smirked at me too. Those boys a