Adopted by Connor Franta.

Chapter 19: Lets Just Leave! ...Or Not.

A couple minutes later Connor comes back upstairs, with the luggage. "And what did you do with the car?" I ask. "I parked it somewhere close, at another house near, in the garage though. Its locked, and only I have the key." "Okay..." I say, not so sure that what we're doing is right. "Lets sneak around the house, while they're not home." "Jeez, you're nosy." "I know." He chuckles. I smile and roll my eyes playfully.

We put our luggage in a room that seems to not be used. "Well, lets go look!" He grabs my hand, and we run downstairs. "Connor, can't we just move to the other house?" He didn't answer. "Connor.." He walks over to the kitchen table, picking a paper up of the table. I walk over, and look at the piece of paper. "What the heck?" Connor ask. "I think I know. My dad was a Policeman after all." "Thats cool. But tell me! I wanna know." "Well look, they have pictures of two different girls. One is the one we saw in the car, the other one, I don't know. There's fingerprints, information...look like someone is trying to be someone they're not." Connor replies, "lets go tell the police!" "Okay, first, we're leaving. Lets go get our stuff, we have time." "I'll get the luggage, take pictures of the evidence with your phone." "Got it." I quickly run upstairs, and Connor begins taking pictures of the evidence, with his phone.

After all that is done, we finally get to the house, at 7. It has taken almost an hour, whoa. "Get in the car babe." Connor said, I do as he said and got in. "Well Katie, thats our new house, its actually better." "Yup and I got everything put up." He smiled over at me, and we drove to the police station.

I wanna solve whatever is going on, but at the same time, I don't anything happening to me, especially Connor.