Country kid

For reference I grew up in southern Louisiana. I(24f) was 18ish at the time, I had just gotten off of work at around 11pm. I used to work at a frozen yogurt shop and right in front of it was a gas station that I usually would go to to fill up with my tips after my shifts. So the night was like any other one of the high schoolers I was working with I let her go early because her ride was there so I closed up by myself and then went to the gas station to put some gas in my car. The gas station was fairly busy there were about 4 or 5 cars there, I pull up to one of the pumps and get out to go pay inside. There was a white lifted truck parked on the other side of the pump. I walk out of the gas station and start pumping my gas when the guy in the white truck gets out and decides to start pumping at the same time. He was athletic build, probably about 6'1-6'3, light brown hair in a mullet, cowboy boots, big belt buckle... the works. I was about 5'3 , very petite, and had blue hair at the time.

As we are pumping our gas he kind of looks over and starts a conversation with me, mentioning my hair. I'm used to it so I was polite, didn't seem too off, he just said that it was cool that my work let me have colored hair. He asked me if I had fun working at *insert yogurt store name here* because my shirt had their logo on it. It was just general small talk I didn't give too many details finished pumping my gas and said "it was nice talking to you" and got back in my car. The gas station had 2 different ways that you could leave so I go one way he finishes pumping his gas and goes another.

While as I'm driving down the road I notice a white truck behind me. At first I was like ohh maybe he lives the same direction as me it is a small town. I ended up being so distracted by this car behind me that I missed my turn so I made a U turn, I look behind me and the truck did too. At that point I'm like OK that's a little weird, so I turned down this road and kind of do some weird maneuvers thinking if this guys following me I will know for sure and sure enough the truck follows me the whole way. At this point I'm terrified and don't want to go home so I call my friend(m21) who lived near me and tell him to come outside NOW and that I was going to pull into his driveway because I was being followed.

I go down my friend street and the car still following me. I slow down so I make sure I don't miss his house and the truck slows down as well. I turn into my friend's driveway and the truck starts to slow down even more. Right after I pulled into his driveway he came out and met me at my car, the second the truck saw him they sped off. I stayed at his house for a few hours and occasionaly would look out the window. About an hour or 2 after I look out and see that white truck driving by slowly so I ended up spending the night.

The next morning I called my boss and told her what happened since the guy had mentioned where I worked because I had a uniform on and so she let the other girls know and we kept an eye out for the truck. He ended up coming in on a day that I was off and asking about the blue haired girl that worked there and my coworkers recognized his truck and told him that I didn't work there anymore and then immediately called and told me. My boss tried to report it to the police but since nothing actually happened they couldn't do anything about it. After my coworkers told him I didn't work there anymore we haven't seen him since.