Chapter 42- Er!

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As soon as I get home I jump in the shower. Once I finished showering, I brush my teeth. I walk into my room and grab my underwear and bra from the dresser.

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After I finish the necessaries I hop in my car and drive to the NYPD with a killer hangover.

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I walk over to the reception and talk to the woman.

"I'm here to see DCI Jimbob Snout." I chuckle.

The woman at the desk picks up the phone and starts talking to someone. Within seconds I see an overly obese, old man.

"Hello. I am DCI Jimbob Snout and you must be Erin Jones? Am I right?" Jimbob says.

"You are. I am here to pick up Sienna Thomas." I state.

"Yes, she is this way." He pauses. "She is quite the trouble maker." I gasp.

I followed the overly obese man down some corridors, until he stops atone a points in. He starts unlocking the cell.

"Oh my God Sienna." I hug my deranged best friend.

"Erin, I think the paps know that I've been arrested." she says seriously.

"How come?"

"I saw them." She states in a duh tone.

"Same, I'm pretty sure the paps saw me going in a taxi with Luke Hemmings, making out."

"Oh my god management are gunna be right up our arses." she pauses. "Did you say Luke Hemmings?"

"Yeah."

"Er, he is ugly!"

"No he isn't."

"Wow that's like your ultimate goal, having sex with two band members. Remember what happened last time you did the dirty."

"Don't worry we used a condom."

"That's what you said last time."

"Whate-"

I was cut of by my iPhone ringing. I looked at the ID and my face drained of colour. Management. I'm in deep shit.

I show Sienna the ID and she looks worried.

"Answer it." She says worried.

I click accept and get ready to get shouted at by dickheads.

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