"No offense Jade, but I had no idea you were this smart."
"I'm not, just computers."
"So if you agree you're not smart how are you in the honors program?"
"Oh I didn't tell you? My dad paid for me to be in it. It'll look good to collages."
"Seriously!?"
"Haha yeah."
"That actually makes everything make sense."
"Okay so yes the webcam username running this page is... @ mysky4k? It's clearly a teenage boy's account. I image it's being used without the real owner of the account knowing... so possibly a parent? If that's the case then that's one messed up Parent."
"It can't be, Reece would so fight off anyone who tried to kidnap him. He's a huge football player! "
"I don't know. This is super risky but it seems like the only way we could talk to Reece. If we asked "mysky4k" something maybe we'd get an answer from Reece, but maybe it could be the kidnapper and he'd hide everything from him. I think it's worth a shot."
"Okay let's do it."
"Should we tell the girls?"
"No, they'll want to tell him all kinds of stuff. Ella that is. She won't take this seriously."
"I'll just ask, where are you."
"Okay."
"Well. Now we wait."
"Oh goodness."
We waited a solid three hours, and we sure got through to him. We knew when the whole school's phones blew up with an other video.
I see the link and click on it. The webcam is live streaming. It's Reece talking again.
"I finally got one arm out from this damn chair. I don't know where I am, the guy in the mask brought me here. It's dark, there's piles of cloths and there's school desks everywhere. Lots of spider webs. I can't stand it here but I think I'm in a basement. I can hear people walking above me occasionally. Please help. Please come find me."
I'm getting a phone call
1-800-Hudson
"Hudson? Aren't you in class?"
"Aren't you?"
"Yeah but everyone's freaking out because we got this video..."
"We got it too. But I personally got a text from this caller saying the keys to where he is are hidden in a book store called "nightbird books." Look I don't know, but apparently they're inside a book about killing some bird. I don't know."
"To kill a mockingbird?"
"Probably that."
"Hudson you should know this."
"Oops. Can I pick you up at dinner and we can go?"
"Just you and me?"
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The Saints
ChickLitI wrote this when I was 13. WARNING: this is the most wattpad thing you will ever read. complete with a guessing game where you spill your guts and kiss people and a sappy side love story with the "perfect guy" and the main murder mystery. This stor...