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 M I K E

 "Did you guys see the news not too long ago?"

 Sam and I exchanged puzzled looks as we shook our heads, no. Such a lie.

 "No, we haven't. Why?" I ask, coating my face with a confused look, scrunching it up.

 Ashley and Chris exchanged the same look. "They documented your interrogations. They were on TV." Ashley stared at me with a stretched smile, and I looked at her with a frown pulling at my lips.

 "Really. . ." Sam said, her eyes trailing off to the ground. She gave me a gentle slap to my knee nervously.

 "Yeah. . ." Ashley's eyes were glued on me. "We watched the whole thing. . ."

 "The whole thing?" I cringed, looking at her with begging eyes that she was lying. Playing this joke. . . I bit my lip.

 "Yes, Michael. The whole thing." She grinned devilishly, leaning forward with determination glistening in her eyes.

 We both slumped down in the booth in defeat. Looking at each other. Desperate to break away from the situation. I grasped my drink, taking a mouthful.

 She laid her arms out on the table. "What are you two hiding?" She asked us desperately. "More like, what are you hiding?"

 Her eyes were digging deep within my soul. Like she knew all of my secrets. When truthfully, she kinda did. She saw my interrogation. Every long, sorrowful second.

 "Since when did you get so persistent?"

 "Michael, stop stalling." She slapped my hand, leaving me slightly startled. My body jumped back and my hands returned beneath the table.

 "I'm not." 

 "Yes you are, you idiot. Speak. Or she will." Can I honestly say I'm afraid of innocent little Ashley. Like seriously, when did she become this. . . I don't know. . . Interrogator? "She wouldn't lie to me." Yes she would. "Right Sam?"

 She gulped, giving a sly smile and nod.

 "Speak." She insisted, leaving me on the spot.

 "What do you want to know?"

 "Did you see the news?" She asked.

 "Yes." I spat out, biting my lip nervously.

 "Both of you did?"

 "Yes."

 She smiles mischievously. "She knows what you said about her?"

 "Yes." 

 "Last question." She tells me. The weight on my shoulders lightened up, and my fast beating heart slowed down. I give her the okay to say it. 

 "Is Sam your girlfriend?"



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