“Hey look! Somebody left a harmonica behind!” Zach said with excitement, shoving pasts everyone in the confined jail cell.
“Ow!”
“Damn it, Zach! That’s my foot!”
“Dude!”
Preston, Ryder, and I all shot Zach evil looks as he held the harmonica up to his grinning mouth and happily blew away.
That thing probably had more germs than Preston’s bed sheets.
“Callie!”
Pagan’s harsh whisper made me jump before I walked over to the cell bars and put my face between them, looking at the neighboring holding cell.
Her brown eyes were wide with irritation, “What are we going to do?”
I bit my lip and pondered. What were we going to do?
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Pagan rolled down her window and I shot one last glance behind me at an officer talking to Noah from behind us, before turning and facing the music with his fellow co-worker who was now glaring at us.
She smiled at the balding, plump man, innocently, “Evening officer. Is there a problem?”
His narrowed eyes looked from Pagan to me, moving the flashlight that was in his hands, over our faces before he cleared his throat. “Are your names, Pagan Black, and Callie Carter?”
Pagan turned to me with worried eyes before she swallowed and we both looked at him nodding.
“I need you both to step out of the car then, please, ladies.”
My pulse quickened as Pagan and I hurriedly got out of the car, me walking over to stand with the officer and her.
“May I ask, again, what we did wrong, Sir?” Pagan stuttered, folding her hands and wringing them nervously.
He smiled bitterly at us, “Well, accomplice to public violence, for one. Disturbance of the peace, speeding, and running a stop sign are just sprinkles on the cake.”
Pagan’s shoulder dropped and I turned my head towards the boys and saw Ryder’s eyes already searching for mine as him and the guys were being cuffed, and put into the back of one of two cruiser cars.
“Turn around, Miss, and don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” He said, pulling out handcuffs and Pagan was the first to turn around and face her car.
“What about my car?” She whined.
He paid no mind as my stomach dropped in defeat and he started to mutter, “You have the right to remain silent, anything you say will-.”
I tuned out the rest of what he said when I saw him pull out another set of handcuffs.
When we arrived at the police station, we were informed that someone had turned us in- or Ryder more accurately, for fighting on school property. We were then separated into two different holding cells, Preston, Ryder, Zach and I in one, and Pagan, Alex, and Noah in the other.
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Rock Me Softly
HumorIf someone would have told me a year ago that I'd be living with five guys, one of them being the famous Rock Star, Ryder Black, I would've politely told them where the nearest crazy house was. If that same someone would've told me that my mother wo...
