Just • Physical//Finn Wolfhard

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Lacie's Pov

So... I'm a 17-year-old girl that had to change her life because of irresponsible adults. This whole thing started because of a divorce. I found out that my parents cheated on each other probably since I've been able to read. They were very good at it tho since it took them about ten years to figure it out and get divorced. The only good thing I get out of this situation is that I get to stay away from my mother. She got lapsed into alcoholism and she's been doing drugs for years, I guess she couldn't handle the pressure of having a kid. Because of the divorce, I had to go to court, therefore, my mom is in rehab and I'm living with my dad. It wasn't a big deal until my dad told me we were moving to Canada because Stephanie, his lovely girlfriend, said that Canada was exotic. Who the fuck thinks that Canada is exotic?

I had everything packed up, even though it wasn't much, it was enough. Everything was inside my suitcase and some boxes. The thing I'd miss the most would be my dance studio and my friends. Dance was really the only thing holding me back, but my opinion was useless so I just kept it to myself.

We arrived at the house and, for three people, it looked big. While Stephanie was unlocking the door (with some struggles I must say), my dad was spying on the neighbor's house. Without him noticing, the neighbor appeared and he jumped back. I couldn't help but laugh and he looked at me with a goofy face quite red from the embarrassment.

"Hi, sorry I didn't mean to scare you!" The neighbor said with a nice smile.

"Oh, it's okay" My dad answered with a sympathetic look" It's just that we're new here and we wanted to meet the neighbors!" He said trying to excuse his curiosity.

"Well, over here is just me and my son!"

Great, now I have to meet some stupid kid.

"Wait... I know you from somewhere" My dad said as he furrowed his eyebrows. "Eric? Eric Wolfhard?"

"John Evans?" He says as they shake hands over the fence dividing the houses.

I knew that name... Wolfhard... I think I knew it from TV, it was probably from a cartoon or something.

"I haven't seen you in years! What about we go to a coffee shop tomorrow to catch up?" My dad asked excitedly.

"I'm not going to be home until the weekend. It's kind of hard to leave my kid alone but I can't say no to work."

"He can come to our house anytime. It would be good for my daughter to meet new people. He can spend a few days here, what do you think? At night is just Lacie and Stephanie because I have night shifts. How old is your boy?"

"Finn is seventeen. He has a brother, Nick but he's already in college."

"Lacie is seventeen too, maybe they have classes together! So... does he stay?"

"Yes, thank you!"

"Maybe our kids will be like us in high school, without all the mess we've made obviously!" They both laughed at what my dad said.

I was inside looking at them but not really knowing what they were saying. I went upstairs to see my room. First, I enter a big room with a bathroom and a balcony but Stephanie was already there and gave me a disgusted look to make go away, and so I did. The second room was full of boxes so I guessed it was the guest room that wasn't ready yet. There was still one room left, at the end of the hallway. I entered it and I was amazed. The walls were light grey and the furniture was white. There was a big window, an armchair in front of it, and an empty bookshelf where I could already picture my books all organized. Then there was a king-size bed with grey pattern covers and a fluffy black blanket. It was kinda sweet of my dad to decorate my room, it was probably so he could feel good about himself and make me forget about all the shit he had caused. I had just arrived but I was already tired of the place so I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I took my volleyball ball and warned my dad I was going out.

"Take your phone with you just in case. I won't be home when you arrive so I see you tomorrow blondie!" He said placing a kiss my head and watching me go away.

I didn't know why he called me blondie because my hair wasn't that light but when I was a kid it was really blonde and now let's say it's more... golden, but the nickname stuck.

I go outside, put my headphones on, and start to listen to Talking Heads.

I walked for about an hour until I reached a park. I sat on a bench, thinking, and it quickly got dark so I made my way home.

I arrived at my new house and I noticed that the living room light was on, which meant that Stephanie was still awake.

"It's late, go to sleep, there's school tomorrow." She said with no expression looking at a magazine.

I nodded and went upstairs. I didn't even bother to turn the lights on, I just took my jeans off and changed my sweatshirt to an oversized T-shirt.

After I went to the bathroom, I quickly went to bed started to play clash royale (lame I know). I had school tomorrow so I should really go to slee-

"What level are you in?" A voice said all of a sudden.

"What the fuck? Who are you" I say, trying not to lose my temper.

"Hello I'm Finn"

"That is not what I meant. For all I know you can be a 40-year-old pedophile and I won't hesitate to punch you."

"What? No. And that is not necessar-"

And before he could finish, I jump on top of him, turn my phone light on and clenched my fist and that's when I notice. The boy I was about to punch was Finn Wolfhard.

"Shit, you're Finn Wolfhard." I say, still on top of him.

"Yeah, yeah, what do you want? A picture, an autogra-"

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? Just because you're famous doesn't give you the right to sleep in other people's beds. And you thought I was gonna start fangirling you creep."

"Why is there so much nois- oh! I didn't mean to interrupt anything." She said smirking.

"What?! NO. He was on my bed and I don't even know who he is!" I said angrily and hopping off him.

"He is the neighbor's son and he's going to stay with for a few days."

" What? In my room?"

"Just for tonight. Tomorrow we'll tidy the guest room."

"Whatever."

She gets out of the room and the ambient becomes weird. I lay down and look at the ceiling.

"Sorry I overreacted."

"It's fine. I won't complain because I kinda liked our little moment" He said in a flirtatious tone.

"Go to sleep dumbass"

That was going to be a long night...