Turn Around - An Adopted By O2L Story

Chapter 18

Trevor Moran

I listened to Zoe as she filmed the intro to our video. She was explaining what was going to happen and showing where a few of the many cameras I hid were. I found a lot of them. I placed one in the kitchen, two where Zoe was, one in the Harry Potter room, one in the bathroom, one by the stairs, and one on top of the stairs overlooking the house. There was also one near the door by the pool, for just in case. If this doesn't work that's where Kian will be. I placed fake blood all over the bathroom, but made it look convincing. I scribbled out a note with pink sharpie. None of us would own that, so it works. I opened the window slightly, throwing the sharpie out the window. The note said...

O2L Boys,
I have your friend here. I found him all alone in the bathroom. If you want him back then listen up. A few simple rules too, shall we? We shall. If you call the cops, your friend gets harmed. If you tweet anything on twitter asking if they have seen him, he gets harmed. If you try to text or call him, he gets harmed. Here's how to get him back. 
1. I will give you a clue. 
2. That clue will lead to something else. 
3. You have until midnight to find him or you won't see him again.
4. Your clue is: Knowledge is here, yet no books near. 
Times a ticking, boys. You're on the clock. Have fun with your little clue. 
P.S, the boy is not around the house.
-Kidnapper

What the boys probably won't get is that it literally leads right to where I'm hiding. Harry Potter had knowledge, he lived under the staircase. There are no books here. Also, I put that I'm not around the house, they will think out in the town. I never said I wasn't IN the house. Good wordplay by me. 

"Trevor! The boys are pulling into the driveway!" I heard Zoe call out. 

"Alright, we are set!" I said, going into the room I was to hide in. 

Zoe Franta

It's time to pull this prank off. I went onto my phone and decided I would go and follow everybody who retweeted my tweet a while ago. While I was doing that, the boys came in. Jc was holding two party packs while Kian had one. 

"Where's Trevor?" Connor asked, looking at me. 

"He said he was going to the bathroom like a few minutes after you left." I said, not looking up from my phone. 

"I'll go make sure he's okay. That's a pretty long time."Connor said, heading into the bathroom. 

I followed everyone who retweeted. I exited out of Twitter and I went onto Instagram. Connor screamed about a minute later. It made me jump, I didn't think he would. 

"Jc, Kian, Ricky, Sam!" Connor screamed, panicking. "Get in here now!"

The boys looked confused and ran to the bathroom. I could hear a few gasps and Jc quickly came out with a note. 

"What happened?" I asked, fake worry in my voice. 

"A note. Trevor was kidnapped." He said. 

"No way. I would have heard! Read the note." I said. 

"It says O2L Boys, I have your friend here. I found him all alone in the bathroom. If you want him back then listen up. A few simple rules too, shall we? We shall. If you call the cops, your friend gets harmed. If you tweet anything on twitter asking if they have seen him, he gets harmed. If you try to text or call him, he gets harmed. Here's how to get him back. 1. I will give you a clue. 2. That clue will lead to something else. 3. You have until midnight to find him or he gets harmed. 4. Your clue is: Knowledge is here, yet no books near. Times a ticking, boys. You're on the clock. Have fun with your little clue. P.S, the boy is not around the house. Signed, Kidnapper." Jc read out loud to us all. 

Damn, Trevor made that sound real creepy. The boys were all panicking. I caught Kian's eye and he fought back a smile. 

"Holy shit! We have to figure out that clue!" I said, looking at the boys. 

"No, we have to call the cops!" Connor said, picking up his phone. 

"What if the house is bugged! We can't! This clue seems fairly easy! We can do this!" I said, trying to get Connor to not call 911. 

"She's right. The person will harn Trevor. Read the clue again." Kian said, trying to help me convince them. 

"It is knowledge is here, yet no books near." Jc said, confused. 

"It's not a library then." Sam said. 

"Is there a museum near?" Ricky asked. 

"It has books." Kian replied. 

"Shit! We need to go and make a list of places it could be, and fast!" Connor said, worried. 

"This makes me think of Harry Potter!" Ricky said. 

"It's nowhere near the house." Jc read out. 

"Damnit! How are we going to solve this?" Sam asked, pulling at his hair. 

I looked at Kian and he nodded, we couldn't let this get too far. I had to think of how he worded that letter though. It then hit me!

"Wait! It says he isn't around the house! It doesn't say that he isn't in the house!" I said, getting the whole letter now. 

"What do you mean? Where would he be then?" Jc asked, looking at me. 

"He's somewhere in this house, maybe. Where is a place with knowledge but no books?" I asked. 

"The only place I can think of with no books would be in the staircase. It has no knowledge though." Jc said.

"Harry Potter!" Ricky said, running over to the stairs. 

We all followed him over there and he opened the door. Trevor was sitting there on his phone. The boy's reaction was priceless. They turned and looked at me, frowning. 

"Why would you do that?" Jc asked me. 

"It wasn't my idea, it was Trevor's!" I said. 

I was going to say more but I realized what I did. I got up on my own and not only did I do that but I was sitting up. I went back over to the couch and placed my head on the pillow. I gripped onto my stomach, it was a sharp pain. Ugh, joy. The boys laid off and Connor walked over to me. 

"Are you okay?" He asked. 

I shook my head. It really hurt. I freaking hate surgery and recovery. Connor frowned and walked into the kitchen, bringing me back a taco. 

"Thanks." I said, smiling the best I could. 

I tried to ignore the pain and eat. Once I finished, I went onto my phone and onto Twitter. I had a lot of followers now. I decided to tweet out something. 

@realzoefranta ugh i hate my stomach right now, stupid surgery is causing sharp pains in it. I'm gonna go to bed now though, night guys. 

"Connor, I want to go to bed." I said, still gripping my stomach. 

"One second." He said, putting his phone down. 

He walked over to me and picked me up, carrying me up the stairs. He carried me into my room and set me down onto the bed I slept on last night. I handed him my phone and he plugged it in for me. 

"Good night, Zoe." Connor said. 

"Good night, Connor." I said. 

Connor walked out of my room. I fell asleep in about five minutes, dreaming about random things.