The Boy With A Bus Ticket And Camera: Fadie

Chapter Five: coldfeet

We talked as we walked down the sidewalk.
"Turn this way." Finn said as he pointed to the right.
"How long do we have to walk?" I asked, sounded more like a whine than a question.
"Until we pass out." Finn said.
I chuckled.
"What'd you dream about?" I asked.
"Dream?" Finn asked.
I nod. "Yeah, what did you dream about?" I asked again.
"Well, how are you sure I dreamt something?" Finn asked with a small chuckle.
"You have that look." I said.
"What look?" Finn asked as he raised an eyebrow.
"That look, like you were trying to remember it." I explained. "My mom used to do that."
"You're very observant." Finn points out.
"Well, when you're a by-stander in most situations, you get to notice small things no one else does."
"I'm guessing you don't try to get involved in things." Finn said as he turned his camera on and pointed it at me.
"Aren't you gonna get tired?" I asked.
"Tired of walking?" Finn asked in a sarcastic manner.
"No, tired of holding that camera." I repeated in a way that makes more sense.
"I mean, how much does that weigh, like four pounds?"
"I won't get tired." Finn said.
"How are you sure of that?" I asked; with a small scoff.
"I have superman upper body strength." Finn says in a cocky way.
"Wow, and I'm a mixture of Spider-Man AND The Flash." I said in a cockier way.
Finn takes his hand and tickles me on my side, I laughed and yelled "STOP!"
"If you were a mixture of them, you would've sensed that." Finn said.
I scoffed.
"I did, I was just so fast you couldn't tell." I said. "I only used three percent of my power."
"Yet, I still defeated you." Finn said.
"Let me hold the camera!" I whined.
"Fine, don't drop it, it's worth more than you." Finn says sarcastically, hesitating to give me the camera.
"Youre just in love with that camera huh?" I said.
He nods with a big smile.
I lightly punch him on the shoulder.
"How'd you come up with this idea?" I asked.
"I've always wanted to travel and I like film." Finn said.
"I'm gonna interview you, Y'know for the video." I said.
"Alright." Finn said as he smiled and looked at the camera.
We locked eyes for a severe moment. I smile at him, and he smiles back.
"So, why did you decide to pick a stranger rather than a trusted person?" I asked.
Finn smirked. "You already know the answer to this."
"But they don't!" I said.
"Because you'll never run out of shit to talk about." Finn answered.
"Was that so hard?" I asked.
Finn raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you interviewing me?" Finn asked.
"So now I'm getting interviewed?" I said.
Finn rolled his eyes.
"Im gonna have to get to know you better, so do the viewers." I explained.
"Who's the most beautiful person you've met?" I asked.
"I met Emma Watson once." Finn said.
"Wowwww." I said.
"Ohh, you mean someone Im close with?" He said.
I nod.
"Then, this girl I know, named heather, really pretty." Finn answered.
"Wow, what about the prettiest redhead you know?" I said.
"Hmm, can't think of one." Finn said.
I squint my eyes.
"Well, there's one standing in front of you." I said.
Finn rolled his eyes.
"You, I guess." Finn said.
I rest my face, making it look like a Bitchy one.
"I'm joking!" Finn exclaimed. "You are."
I turn the camera to face me.
"You heard it here folks." I said as I turned it back to him.
"I'm editing that out." Finn chuckled.
"Don't you dare!" I yelled.
"I'll tickle you!" Finn yelled.
"Don't. You. Dare." I said in a dead serious way.
I start to run away with the camera.
"get back here!" He says as he chases after me.
"You can't catch me, I don't respect people who aren't faster than me!" I yelled as I ran, the wind brushed against my face.
Finn caught up and grabbed me.
"Ahh!" I yelled.
He places me down and says "I'll take that." As he grabs the camera from me.
"Awwe." I said.
"Fun while it lasted, huh?" Finn said.
I rolled my eyes.
"It's not the last time, I'll use it." I say in a threatening way.
Finn laughs.
"C'mon, we need to get going." Finn said.

Before, I knew it, it was turning dark. The sun was setting, the light made Finn's eyes sparkle.
"God, it's fucking cold." I said.
"You want my sweater?" Finn asked.
"Uhh, I don't know, aren't you cold?" I asked.
"Nah, I have another one." Finn said. "Okay, just unzip the biggest pocket, it should be around the top." Finn directs.
I do exactly as he tells me.
It's a nice military green jacket.
I put it on and suddenly feel warm, not from the jacket but from Finn. He's cared more about me than anyone I had ever met.
"Why are you starring at me?" Finn asks, chuckling a little.
"Because you're starring at me." I explain.
"That sweater looks better than it ever has on me." Finn said.
I smile a bit longer.
"C'mon." Finn says as he wraps his arm around my neck. "We don't have much time to waste." He says as he basically drags me.