For days, hungry eyes over there looks at me like I'm the special fried rice on the Chinese menu.
He has no qualms about hiding it, he catches my eye each time ,and with a wolf like glint gives me a once over a smirk a corner away.
As though the calculated act wasn't unsettling enough, he rubs his palms all the while holding that stupid smug.
My back to him now, I still feel his stare tearing through my flesh.
Somewhere in my mind, I'm haunted by Red Ridding Hood's voice, "grandma, grandma such huge teeth you have"
"All the better to eat you my dear"