Twenty day challenge.

Day Three

Day 3. *unedited*

I went to bed with cheery thoughts, and I let myself to let my worries about Sophie fade away into insignificance, although I hated to admit it Finch and I made a pretty good team, however ludicrous I thought his riddles were. Tomorrow would be the start of a new day, and a new riddle, other people would be going to parties and all sorts, I on the contrary had nothing better to do than to watch repeats of old Friends episodes. Normally I would spend the weekend chilling out with Jennifer and Riley (unless they wanted to do something together without me that is) but right now that wasn't an option.

I'm surprised that Finch spends the night hoarding the TV remote, and Sophie spends it thinking of clever ways to get revenge no doubt, they were both invited to a party, but for  some unknown  reason they deny the request and I remain clueless as to why. I don't care really, from what I've heard of teenage parties they sound terribly boring and consist of; people getting drunk and lots of kissing, although I wouldn't mind going just for the experience that is, and just to see how the majority of adolescents spend their weekends in contrast to mine. The only thing that truly bothers is that Finch had taken control of the remote crashing my dreams of watching re-runs of Friends and turning them into dust.

I went to bed quickly, grabbing a book and a cup of hot-chocolate with extra marshmallows and cream and sinking into the story, it was one of my all-time stories, and like any other avid reader I tended to read some of the same stories and over, since it was one of those books that you learnt something new every time you read it. The book was Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone, and normally I would fall asleep with blissful dreams on going on an adventure with Harry, Ron and Hermione but today my dreams were gate-crashed with thoughts of Jen's 'mischief managed,' badge and how there was a possibility that I had ruined our friendship forever.

I woke up the next morning in an uncomfortable position to say the least, I arms were cradling my legs that were pulled upward so they were level with my waist, I both looked and felt like a monkey climbing a tree.

A paper aeroplane flew over my head and landed neatly on my desk, I groaned inwardly it was too early to be thinking straight, and it was a weekend! A weekend was two days of blissful lie-ins which are obviously not acceptable during Finch's twenty day challenge. Honestly I couldn't decide whether I loved Finch's challenges or hated them.

"I am everywhere but cannot be seen captured or held, only heard, what am I?" The riddle said, and I barely had time to even register the words let alone figure the riddle out before yet another paper aeroplane fluttered over my head. I opened the next paper aeroplane with a sinking heart as no sudden sparks of inspiration drifted towards me; normally I would spend a few moments thinking before clicking my fingers after experiencing that light bulb moment I didn't bother to open the other piece of paper that had flown over my desk, this one had already fried my brain after a few minutes of just thinking about it, and it wasn't even ten in the morning yet.

I rolled my eyes, one riddle a day; I could understand especially if you had something to do with the challenge, but two a day? Wasn't that a bit much by anyone's standards? I chucked the second piece of paper on the floor before picking it up and screwing it up into a ball, proving to Finch what I really thought of his game. To some extent it was fun but now I was losing sleep due to an overactive mind which was a result of riddles. And although unlike Sophie I'm not that grumpy in the mornings I'm most certainly a force to be reckoned with.

I went downstairs with the ball in my hand, I wasn't really going to chuck it away, I was mainly doing it to see Finch's reactions and to find how much this game really meant to him, after all it was just a game. Who says that Finch was the only one that could have fun in the process of the game?