Rising Phoenix

Chapter 2

Nick’s first class was Criminal Law with Mia Fey.

Mia Fey appeared to be in her mid-twenties with long brown hair that went past her shoulders and brown eyes. She wore a crisp black suit with a mid-thigh length skirt. A long yellow scarf was wrapped around her neck.

Mia was apparently a part-time lawyer. A defense attorney. She taught class at nine a.m. until eleven a.m.

She made it clear to the class that sometimes a substitute would teach, especially if she had a case to do.

Nick liked her. She was nice and talked slow enough that he could take good notes.

Nick glanced over at Miles who was sitting beside him.

He really wasn’t surprised that he and Miles had the same classes together; they both wanted to be lawyers after all.

But for some reason, something in Miles had changed. Instead of waiting to be a defense attorney like his dad, Miles now wanted to be a prosecutor.

Nick didn’t understand it at all.

When they had been younger, Miles had always talked about his dream of becoming a defense lawyer, just like his dad.

What changed? Nick wondered as he looked back at his notes.

Perhaps it had been the DL-6 incident. Maybe that had changed Miles.

The DL-6 incident had happened when Miles was in grade school. An earthquake had caused the electricity to go out and Miles, his father Gregory, and a man named Yanni Yogi had been trapped in an elevator after a trial. No one knew what had happened in the elevator but when crews had come to rescue the men, Gregory Edgeworth had been shot and Miles was unconscious. Yanni Yogi had been blamed for Gregory’s death but had gotten off on a declaration of insanity from the lack of oxygen in the stalled elevator. After that, a man named Manfred von Karma had adopted Miles to raise him.

But that incident would change anyone.

“What’s your next class?” Miles asked, startling Nick out of his thoughts.

“Oh. Ah…” Nick looked through his papers, pulling out his schedule. “Algebra.”

Miles hummed.

“What about you?”

“Calculus.”

Nick deflated. They didn’t have any more classes together then.

Miles stared at him then pointed to something on Nick’s schedule. “Diego Armando. I have him too. At that time. We could grab lunch before his class starts.”

Nick perked up at the suggestion, grinning. He nodded quickly. “That sounds good. Where should we meet?”

“The cafeteria.”

“Sounds like a plan!”

Miles gave a small smile before he left the classroom.

Nick followed behind him.

“Have a good day,” Mia said, smiling at Nick as he passed her.