Running away

Chapter 12

Freddy's POV
I was teaching my Astronomy 6th-grade class. Sometimes they ask me about School of Rock, actually, in all the classes we teach, they do it...

F- Earth moves around the sun every 365 and a ¼ days which is a year but not really. Every plant moves around the sun on its own time... (Sees a student raise their hand) Yes?
Student- When will School of Rock have their next concert?
F- Why are you asking?
Student- Just curious.
F- OK?

The bell rings and everyone leaves. Once I felt the classroom, I saw a crying Poppy going into the janitor's closet. Poppy does know about the studio but she didn't tell anyone. But why was she crying? I came to the janitor's closet looking behind me making sure no one saw me. I walked inside but Poppy wasn't there. I was about to go into the studio when Summer came into the janitor's closet...

S- Did you see Poppy ran in here?
F- Yeah, I wonder why?

We opened the door and found Poppy on the couch crying. We walked up to her and sat next to her on each side.

S- Poppy? What's wrong?
F- What happened?
Poppy- (Crying) Someone tried to kidnap me.
F- Who!?
Poppy- (Crying) I don't know. I walked to the car because I left my geography homework there by accident. When I came outside, someone grabbed me but I managed to kick them and ran back inside.

Summer hugs Poppy knowing that she's horrified. I join in and stayed like that until the bell for the next period. We are teaching Poppy's class next in music so we let go of the hug...

S- We better get to class?
Poppy- Can I go home, Please? I'm scared.
F- Fine, I'll take her home.
S- OK. Go get your stuff, Poppy.

Poppy left to go get her bag from her locker and Summer and I stayed in the studio...

F- Worried?
S- Yeah. I just... I don't her to experience the same thing that happened to me.
F- I know, I don't want that either.

I pulled Summer into my arms and hugged her. I know for a fact that she still wonders about Missy Bradford, like where is she? What is she up to? Honestly, so do I but I don't want that bitch anywhere near my family.

Poppy comes back into the studio with her beg as I pulled away from Summer. I then took Poppy home.

Once we came home, Poppy tries to fall asleep in her room but she couldn't in her room because she was scared...

F- Are you OK Poppy?
Poppy- No, I can't sleep. I'm too scared.
F- Why?
Poppy- I don't know, I just feel like if I fell asleep in my room then I'll get kidnapped again.
F- Do you know who tried to kidnap you?
Poppy- No, can I please sleep in your room, daddy?
F- Of Course, come on sweetie.

Poppy fell asleep in my room while I finished marking test papers.

Skip time...

Summer's POV
I just picked up Apollo and Rosie from my mom and we're driving home. We came to the house and went inside, Apollo went to his room and I put a sleeping Rosabella in her crib. I came to my room and saw Poppy sleeping on my bed and Freddy was by his desk.

S- Let me guess, too scared to sleep in her room.
F- Yep.

I came up to Freddy and wrapped my arms around his neck as he was sitting at his desk.

S- Do you think that... Missy Bradford could have tried to kidnap Poppy?
F- Do you really think that?
S- Maybe but I don't want to.
F- Me either.

Freddy and I stayed in this position for a while before I checked on Poppy were sound asleep.

Missy's POV (A/N: I'm very scared about this Point of View)

I was spying on Freddy and Summer Huerta; so gross saying that. (For you Missy Bradford) I should've been married to Freddy, not Summer.

You're probably wondering why I hate her, well Summer and I were good friends but I was only friends with her so I can take her life. I mean, she had everything, perfect life, perfect parents, perfect everything. What did have, nothing, I was an orphan, no one wanted me. I didn't like my father Kevin who adopted me and I don't know why.

When we moved to Austin and when I saw her friends and her boyfriend, I wanted that. I paid someone to hypothesize Kevin so he'll think he's a killer even though he's weak.

I want her life but if I can't have then she can't. I guess I'll have to kill her the same way I tried to kill her.

You're dead Summer Hathaway Huerta... still gross saying that...

So Missy Bradford is going insane. I do want to apologize for not updating, this book is almost done. I'm just very busy. Ok, so I'm doing exams now so wish me luck...