Kidnapped [Finn Wolfhard]

Chapter Three

Finn and I were in the library. I was helping him get some books on what would help us for all our subjects. He grabbed his bike and I grabbed mine.

We rode our bikes to my house. When we got there I saw my moms car in the driveway. Oh no.

We walked in and my mom looked at me then at him.

"Hey Carol" my mom said. "I said not to call me that. I'm Caroline.. the one you gave birth to" I said with a hint of annoyance in my voice. I hated when people called me Carol. It reminded me of my ex best friend.

"Caroline. Who's your.. friend?" "This is Finn. Finn this is my mom" I said.

"Hello Mrs..." he trailed off. "Jones" I whispered. "Jones" he repeated. We looked at each other and Finn and I went up stairs into my room.

"That was awkward" Finn said and sat on my bed. He looked at the posters hanging around my room. And pointed at one. "That's.. me" he said and I knew what he was pointing to even without turning around.

I had a poster of him next to my window that was in front of my desk. He chuckled and I blushed.

"It's okay. Let's do the project" He said and I sat on the chair by my bed and gave him a pen and paper.

"Why'd you come here out of all places?" I asked. "I wanted to live somewhere other than Canada for once in my life."