TEENNAPPED!

Chapter Three [Potato chips]

I couldn't sleep.

I was too hungry. My belly was practically cursing me.

"You know what, Catrin? You need some food." I whispered to myself.

I looked around the room for any sign of food.

No food.

No guard.

Freedom to eat.

I walked over to the room door. I turned the knob and it opened.

I slowly crept downstairs. These people were deep in sleep. I could tell by the loud snoring around the house.

I went through a hallway that had about four rooms. I slowly walked pass. I realized that one the room doors were open and I couldn't help but look inside.

I couldn't make out who was sleeping on that bed but it was totally obvious that it was a girl. She did snore really loudly though. I closed the door and turned into a different hallway.

This one had more paintings and art stuff like sculptures etc. They probably stole these, figuring they're criminals and all.

I turned down another hallway.

How many hallways does a house need? Seriously!

It took me about five minutes to find the kitchen. I sighed with relief when I saw that no one was awake.

I went into the kitchen searching for my stomach's dream.

Food.

I opened the fridge and I saw my bestfriend, the one I hadn't seen in hours.

I saw potato chips.

A dream come true.

I took as many as I could. I filled my shirt and pockets with potato chips and chocolates. When I was satisfied at the amount of food I had I finally closed thedge door and went to kitchen door.

"What are you doing?" A voice said behind me.

I slowly turned around to see the knife guy standing at the table.

I took out one the potato chips and showed it to him.

"You took the potato chips. If you were hungry you could've just asked." He said laughing.

"I did ask, yesterday but instead you guys put me in that room, upstairs, on the third floor. Its the third floor right, because I had to come down alot of stairs to get here." I said letting one of the potato chips fall on the ground.

"Oh right. Sorry about that. It's just, Blake gets really up tight." He said running his hand through his hair.

"Blake? Oh yeah you mean gun guy!" I said like I just solved the world's biggest problem.

"Yep, that's the one. Oh, my name is Ronny." He said.

"My name is Catrin."

"What's going on here? What is she doing down here and why is there potato chips on the ground?" That Blake guy said appearing behind Ronny and I.

"Catrin here just went into the fridge and took all of our potato chips, dude. She was really hungry." Ronny said.

"Who's Catrin?" Blake asked looking from Ronny to me frowning.

I waved to him. "Hey there, I'm Catrin James. Daughter and second child to Fredrick James and Fionna Price-James. I am one year younger than my older brother, Frederick James Junior. You kidnapped me yesterday at approximately twelve noon. I was carried here in a silver van that I recall you were driving and Ronny here was in the back with me. You guys have another friend here I don't know his name-"

"Justin!" Ronny said raising his hand.

"Hey, Ronny, Blake and new girl." The other guy, or may I say Justin, said walking to the fridge.

"Hey, dude meet, Catrin." Ronny said.

"Hey Catrin, I'm Justin."

"I love you." I said.

"What?" Justin asked.

"I love Justin Bieber and your name is Justin so I love you too." I said hugging him.

He patted my back, "Aww, I love you too, Cat."

"Cat?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Hey I thought it was a good pet name, after all your name is Catrin."

The dude has a point.

"Hey I want to give you a pet name too. How about, Potato chips, yeah." He said mumbling to himself.

"Sure, after all I love potato chips." I said.

"Oh yeah about these potato chips can I have them I hadn't eaten all day yesterday because you know Blake dropped my groceries." I said glaring at Blake who just rolled his eyes.

"You dropped the girl's groceries, dude?" Justin asked.

"So what?" Blake said looking bored.

Not the talking type I see.

"You know what why don't we all sit at the table and share the potato chips?!" Ronny said.

I nodded in approval, "Works for me."
"Sure, its potato chips!" Justin said in a 'duh' tone running towards the table.

Blake just shrugged and followed.

I guess that was a yes then.