Good Girl

Chapter 1

 Abby's PoV

Hey, I'm Abrianna Bartoletti. And, at this point of the story, I'm sitting in the police station...again. 

God, I thought to myself. Mom is going to be pissed. But it's not like that was the first pair of sunglasses I've ever stolen. But my thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and Officer Braden came in. 

"Abrianna," he said, shaking his head at me. "I...I don't have anything to say to you anymore."

"Just as well. I never listen anyways," I grinned.

"I know." He smiled knowingly before turning around and leaving the room.

"That it?" I called after him.

"Yeah, I'm gonna let Val take care of this one." He glanced back at me and gave me an evil smirk.

"Aww, shit, Brady, you can't do this to me, man!"

He just laughed and left the room.

Dickhead.