Rewrite The Stars (On-going)

Chapter 1: The Role Model

Liana Martinez Point Of View:

As I walked out of Professor Hansley's office, my mind was a whirlpool of thoughts. I clutched the file she had given me like it was the key to a treasure chest, my heart pounding with excitement and anxiety. This wasn't just another assignment; it felt like a pivotal moment in my journey toward becoming an attorney. Yet, amidst the anticipation, I couldn't shake off the weight of Arianne's words. The darkness that drives people? What did that mean?

"Liana!"

I turned to see Mia rushing toward me, her long hair bouncing as she sped up. My best friend always seemed to have a sixth sense for when I needed a distraction.

"There you are! I was about to come look for you," Mia said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "How did it go? Did she intimidate you?"

I laughed, the tension easing a little. "Intimidate? Maybe a little. But it was more... inspiring. She's amazing, Mia. I've never met anyone quite like her."

Mia raised an eyebrow. "Oh, that's a big statement. You've met plenty of impressive people in law school. What makes her different?"

I hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. "It's the way she commands the room. She's not just teaching; she's challenging us to think differently, to question everything." I paused, recalling Arianne's intense gaze. "And there's this sense of depth to her. She seems to understand the complexities of the law and the people behind it in a way I want to learn."

Mia nodded, her expression shifting to one of understanding. "That sounds incredible. You're lucky to have her as a professor, especially in a field where it can be easy to lose sight of why you wanted to be an attorney in the first place."

"Exactly!" I exclaimed. "And she said I'll be working with her on a special project. It's about a fraud case, and I can't wait to dive into it. But also... I'm kind of terrified."

"Terrified? Why?" Mia asked, tilting her head.

"It's just... I want to impress her. She has such high expectations, and what if I can't meet them?"

Mia placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Liana, you're one of the most dedicated people I know. If anyone can do this, it's you. Just remember that she chose you for a reason."

I smiled, appreciating her encouragement. "Thanks, Mia. I needed to hear that."

"Now, let's celebrate! We should grab a coffee and brainstorm how you're going to wow Professor Hansley with your brilliance," Mia suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Sounds perfect," I replied, grateful for the opportunity to regroup with my best friend.

We made our way to our favorite café near campus, the familiar aroma of coffee beans and freshly baked pastries wrapping around us like a warm hug. As we settled into our usual corner table, I couldn't help but feel a wave of gratitude for Mia. She had always been my rock through the highs and lows of law school, my constant support system.

"Okay, spill it," Mia said, leaning in. "What's your plan for this case? You can't just waltz in there with a half-baked idea. You need to show her you're serious about this."

I opened the file, glancing at the case notes Arianne had handed me. "Well, I need to start by reviewing the facts. There's a lot of evidence, and it's all pretty complicated. I think I need to create an outline or something to help me sort through it all."

Mia nodded, her fingers tapping thoughtfully on the table. "That's a solid start. But what about the personal side? You know, how you're going to connect with her as a mentor?"