A group of youngsters come together to create "STAHP", although some of the chapters were written without their consent and without them knowing at all. A book filled with color and personality although all you see is text, a screen, and Wattpad's n...
I couldn't believe it, I actually showed my face to Jackson. His widened eyes, paled face, his mouth was hung wide open, his face practically said it all. Fear. Confusion. Shock. I loved it.
I also loved looking through Jackson's phone. As smart as he was, he didn't leave a passcode on, it was such an easy break-in. He had so many friends, so many achievements in his life, the only strange thing on his phone was a contact named, "MOTHHEEERRR". Like seriously, what was that about?
Although, one thing very much did intrigue me. It was how concerned his friends were, especially with David and Corinne. They were attempting to locate Jackson and find me, they will never figure it out.
I should probably text his friends so they could get off my trail and also if I do that, they'll think I'm actually Jackson. I'm so intelligent, I can't handle myself sometimes.
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I realized, Jackson was sneaky. How did he manage to send a secret message to David and Corinne? Did I miss something?
Also, you may be thinking that I can't keep this up forever, but perhaps I can since I managed to get the police to stop looking for Jackson the day his mother called the police. It has been five days now, Jackson started missing on Tuesday, and now it's Saturday and he's still away from home. Yet, nobody had really noticed, except David and Corinne...and do you know why?
David POV
The moment I got a message from Jackson, I jumped out of my desk and crashed into the ceiling. I alerted Corinne right away that Jackson was possibly still within reach. I know I had said I would stay up a little to do investigations, but I had found many clues and interesting facts that could be useful to finding Jackson, so I stayed up all night.
First off, I knew somebody that was good at tracking people down, but you'd have to pay them some favors. I also knew somebody that was good at investigating more on Jackson's background such as people he knew, where he had lived in the past, the schools he went to in the past, relatives, background information on those friends and relatives.
I took a deep breath. I shouldn't be doing this....
I then proceeded to....
...contact Jena...during her lunch hour at Confodent Jena INC...to ask for a teensy weensy favor...
The phone was ringing, every ring made my anxiety burst.
"Hello? This is Confodent Jena INC., how may I help you?", asked a woman.
I tried to breathe steadily, "I-I'm looking for Jena."
The woman sighed, "Unfortunately, she is quite occupied so if you could ju-", she was suddenly cut off, I heard voices in the background, and a sudden "YOU'RE FIRED!".
