My Scooter & I

Chapter 6. The Court of Law

"Get out, scum"

I stepped out the police car but my legs wouldn't reach the ground. So I jumped instead. Someone grabbed my head and turned it to the direction of a building.

"See this, kid? This very building will decide if you get to live, or if you get to die. Hopefully it's death though."

I waddled into the entrance of the building, where hundreds of people were crowding around. They spoke things like "Justice" and "Kill Frawd". I walked through them and tried to hide my face. These people were either thirsty for my blood or on cocaine.  Both cases were terrifying. I sat on the nearby bench as a cop approached me.

"Your scooter has been dissembled for evidence."

"Wha- No!"

"Sorry sir, but this is how the system works. You can buy a new scooter anyways... freaking weirdo" He muttered under his breath.

"No! I can't! That scooter's special. He's been through so much, and he's done so much! I can't lose him now!"

"What's so important about him anyway?"

"He's made out of Mecha-Obama's dismantled head."

"Sir, we don't allow drugs to be taken inside our building. Besides, the trial is about to start. Get what you want and we'll go."

I looked at what I had. My Nokia was intact, but was splattered with blood. That probably wouldn't look good at the trial. I had my bag from school, but it had some of Jasper's blood on it. The only thing I had was my mini- AK 47. I put it into my pocket and headed into the courtroom. It was time.

"Apparently I was misinformed.The trial will start in a few minutes, as they haven't finished. As of now, stay here and wait until they call you."

I could hear the trial going on.

"What did I do  huh? I had sex with a tree! Is that against the law you morons? Is that really what you guys do? You tree-aphobes. I hope you die! UP WITH THE TREES! UP WITH TH-"

"Sir, your trial is over. I find you guilty of pedophilia, rape, incest, first degree murder, second degree murder, public indecency, child abuse, verbal abuse, drug abuse, child-molestation, and genocide."

"What are you talking about? All I did was f-"

"Sorry I don't speak retard. NEXT!"

I slowly walked over to the stand. The trial had begun.