I was sitting in class bored out of my mind. Our professor was just talking about the case file that she was working on.
"... So I will just tell you all now... I am picking five students to help me with each and every case I work. They will be picked as the ones I think deserve it most. And I am sorry and also glad to say I have already picked the five. Laura Castillo, Ast-"
"Sorry to interrupt Mrs. Keating, but-" Laurel started But our professor cut in again.
"Why are you saying sorry? Because it would seem mean to just speak out of turn?" Our professor waits just a second for a reply then starts talking again. "Your exactly right. It is rude, so you saying sorry is completely absurd, if you knew I was going to take offence anyways, you wouldn't need to say sorry if you didn't do anything wrong," Our professor says shaking her head. "Anyways. Aston Millstone, Wes Gibbons, Michaela Pratt, and... Connor Walsh," She says flipping the page. Then the bell rings. "Make sure the five I chose are in my government office at eight tomorrow," She says over the bell.
I sigh and start packing up my stuff when Wes, Michaela, Laurel, and another guy comes up behind me after I gather my stuff.
"Well we should all probably greet each other," Wes says. Everyone nods.
"Well, I'm Wes,"
"Michaela,"
"Laurel. Not Lauren, or Laura.. Laurel," She says. I smile.
"Aston Millstone," The guy I haven't see very much of says.
"And I'm Connor," I say nodding at them.
"Nice to meet you guys, but sorry, you look really familiar," Aston says to me.
"Really?" I say hoping he doesn't say anything about my dad.
"Yeah... but it might just be me, sorry," He chuckles. I chuckle along with him.
"Well do you guys want to go to Rusty's? We'll have a couple drinks, eat, and talk about the case!" Laurel says. We all shrug and murmur yeses and head out of the school.
"Hey! Can I invite Oliver?" Wes asks.
"Of course, I don't think it matters," Michaela says.
"Cool," Wes says and brings his Iphone out of his front jean pocket and starts texting,who I'm assuming is Oliver.
*~*
"Ok so we are going to need to get access to those surveillance tapes," Wes says.
"How could we do that?" Ashton asks. As I listen to what they are saying I look over at Oliver and I remember him telling me that he was a technician.
"There is no legal way of doing it," Laurel says. Michaela sighs as she pushes her hair back off of her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know if I want to help her do a case if all the cases are going to be like this," Michaela says. Laurel almost chocked on her drink.
"What?! But... that's the beauty of the job! We get a privilege that no one else does. We get to see basically behind the scenes of what happens on a murder case, and I think we even get to go to court with her," Laurel says.
"Not to be rude and cut in or anything, but if they had an offer like that at my school I would be all over that," Oliver says, who is sitting by Wes, who is sitting by me.
"Well maybe we will get into a lot of bad stuff or get to caught up in helping her that we won't even be able to do our school work," Ashton says.
Ashton is a pretty cool guy, I found out that his father is actually a judge and that's why he took law and criminology as his major.
"What do you think Connor?" Laurel asks. I finish the sip of my drink I was taking then look each one of them in the eyes.
"You're wrong," I say.
"Huh?" Michaela says confused.
"You don't need the surveillance tape. We already got that, what you need is the full thing..... and someone to help you find it," I say adding to the conversation that happened before the previous one, then get up and make a pathway to the bar.
"Give me something light," I say to the bartender. He nods. I lean on the bar and watch people pass by, but one person stands out in particular.
"Hi.." He says quietly.
"Hello," I say looking him in the eye and take a sip of the drink the bartender just gave me.
"Um what's up," Oliver says.
"Does that concern you?" I ask looking around.
"Uh yes, actually,"
"Oh really?" I say looking at him dead in the eye.
"Yes. I know you," He says. I tilt my head and lift my left brow.
"That's absurd, I have never been to Philadelphia before," I say.
"Connor Walsh. Walsh Prime Towers. Next in line, after his father," He says looking down and after he makes that statement he looks up at me. "Your family, owns the biggest international hotel company," He says. I sigh and stand up straight.
"Listen, yes, I'm Connor Walsh, but say a word and I swear, I know people, I could make you disappear if the grid. Ever heard of Sid Collins?" I ask he shakes his head. "Exactly. Now what did you really come over here for?" I ask sternly.
"Uh, I was going to say that I c-could help you, get the full footage for the surveillance tape," Oliver says.
"Give me a place," I say fixing the cuff on my tuxedo.
"Uh, how about the corner of 7th and 15th stre-" He starts cut I cut him off by shaking my head.
"To public. Listen behind the law school are two train tracks, one has a blue strip and one has a yellow. If you walk onto the yellow striped train track, in place, turn left, and walk about 150 meters North, you'll find and abandoned path, it will lead to a under ground temple, go through the doors and I'll be sitting right there," I say. He looks shocked but nods. I sigh and roll my eyes.
"Or you could just call me," I say and walk away slipping a piece of paper into his front left pocket with my number on it as I do so. And I walk away.
"Wait!" He calls from behind me. I stop in my tracks, sigh and turn around.
"Could we maybe do it at my place?" He asks shyly.
"What about 'to public' do you not understand?" I ask.
"I have a back door," He says. I look at him for a second to long then break away turning around.
"I'll be there at seven," I say and walk out of Rusty's to Marcus' house.
*~*
"Marcus!" I yell once I get into his apartment.
"U-uh yes? Connor?" He asks.
"I need you to give a message to my dad," I say looking out the large window in the living room.
"What is it?"
"Give him this," I say and pull a white envelope out of my bag.
I have had it since I was young and I think it's finally time to give it to him.
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This is Gucci- Coliver AU
Fanfic"I don't know what to do," He says pacing the floor. "I do," I say and slowly walk over to him and lean in. ~~~~~~~~ Conner Walsh is next in line to be head of Walsh Prime Towers. His dad has made his company skyrocket when he build is eighty- seven...
