Stolen (Chapter 4)

I reached in my pocket for my keys to open up my apartment door. Questionable is what my face shows when I realized I had no key in my pocket. "Maybe it's in my bag?" I responded to myself. I check my bag, searching and searching and yet not a key to be found. *Sigh* "This is the third key I lost in two months. My dad is going to kill me" I spoke to myself once more. "Did you leave it at school?" Replied Wilson. "Probably, but it's fine we hide an extra key underneath this flower pot" I said as I lift up the pink flower pot filled with daisies. I opened my apartment door then I lifted my hand and turned on the light switch. I threw my bag on my leather couch and walked started walking up my steps to my room "You coming or no? I giggled. He walks inside and closes the door "I'm coming, don't worry" he says hole walking upstairs behind me. I open my room door and jump upon my twin sized bed...