Finn Wolfhard, Memories

Chapter One

**Disclaimer**

This is just a story!! And I love finn very very much. I do not wish this upon him or anyone. I just wanted to write something sad.

Story by @Jaewolfgrazer
(that's my Instagram bbs)

Inspired/got the idea from @team.bowers

In this story, he's still his famous self, but is home a lot more than in real life, and still goes to public school.

Chapter One
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The sky is dark and gloomy like my heart. My heart starts beating faster and faster as memories flood through out my mind. My breathing shallows and tears start to brim my eyes. The wind whips my hair against my face and the cold bites my skin. I start to cry, covering my face the memories get more vivid.

2 years ago, September

Scared. Anxious. Nervous. Sick. Are just some of the words that I'm feeling right now.

It's my first day of high school, I should be excited..

Instead I'm dreading this and my whole mind is feeling fuzzy. I walk into my first class and take a seat in the back of the room, keeping my head down as I walk. The bell rings and a kid comes bursting into the room last second.

His curls so long they brush his eyes, probably making it pretty difficult to see, I smirk. "I'M SO sorry miss clarke. I didn't mean to be late, I just couldn't open my locker..." His voice getting quieter as he speaks.

"What is your name?" She asks and looks at her clipboard. I never even got a good look at her, she's an older lady with curly grey hair and glasses. "Finn? Finn wolfhard." He says at first like a question then proudly stating his name. Hes holding a water bottle in his hand and lightly shaking it. Probably has some anxiety issues.. like me.

A few girls chuckle and I can hear them gossiping.

"He's so cute."

"I want to date him."

"He's mine, I call dibs."

I roll my eyes. Some girls are just too much, I scuff. "Well Finn. You're late, and I don't appreciate kids who are late. Please take a seat." He nods and looks at me, smiling as he walks, I quickly look away, he takes the sit in front of me and pulls out a note book and a pencil.

"Okay class. Welcome to your first day in English nine. I'm miss Clarke, and I'll be your teacher for this semester." She turns the smart board on, "Today we will be taking notes and starting an assignment. Any questions?"

The girls beside me giggle and one raises her hand. "Yes?" Miss Clarke asks. "Is this a partner assignment?" She smirks and glances at the boy in front of me, Finn. He doesn't pay any attention though, just fidgets with his pencil. Tapping it against his desk.

I look at my desk then remember I didn't take my books out. I grab my notebook and rummage through my bag. There's no pencil. Great. The teacher starts talking again but I don't pay attention. All I can think about is not having a pencil, that means I'm gonna have to ask someone. My anxiety starts to kick in, making my heart beat heavily, I could ask the girls beside me, the very annoying preps or.. I could ask the boy in front of me. Finn. I decided with asking Finn..

The teacher says something causing the whole class to start talking, that's good, at least I won't be the only one making noise. I lightly tap his shoulder, "excuse me.." I quietly say, he turns around and looks at me, "yeah?" He asks with a slight smile.

"You wouldn't happen to have a pencil I could borrow, would you?" The lump in my throat starts to fade as I stop talking. He looks almost relieved, "yeah I do." He nods and grabs a pencil from his bag, "here you go."

"Thank you."

He turns back around and the class begins again. Before I know it the bell rings, everyone stands up.

"Okay class this assignment is due tomorrow!" Miss Clarke calls out, I grab my bag and stand up. Finn starts putting his things away. "Here's your pencil." I try handing him it but he shakes his head, "Just keep it, you'll need it for your next class." He shrugs and slightly smiles again. 

The rest of the day is boring, nothing really happens except, Finn and I have study hall at the end of the day. He kept glancing at me throughout the class making my anxiety shoot through the roof. When the last bell rings I grab my stuff and keep my head down as I walk to the bus.

Everyone's chattering rings through my ears, and makes my heart beat quicker.. Once I make it to the bus, I sit four rows back and look out the window. I see Finn practically drowning in a swarm of girls, which is odd. Finally as the buses ahead of mine start to leave, he breaks free. I take out my assignment from English and start to work on it. The bus roars to life, but quickly stops and I can hear someone get on. I don't pay much attention, I glance up when I see movement in the corner of my eye. You've got to be kidding me.

"Can I sit with you?" The curly headed boy asks. What is up with this? I nod, and move over. He sits beside me and places his bag on his lap, his knee just grazing mine. "I'm Finn, by the way.." He shyly says and looks at me with his big brown eyes. I smirk a bit, nervously, "I'm Skylar.." I brush my blonde hair out of my face. "Its nice to finally introduce myself." I lightly smile as I say and look away.

"Ditto."

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Soooo this is chapter one of many!!! I know this was kinda short but I wanted to get an idea for the story and see how many people would actually read it and be interested... I oleff you all and please share with friends!!! And comment!! Your feed back means soooo much💕