"That was amazing!" I yelped as I raised the paint can in the air. We all examined our work.

"This is horrible." Mocked that pint sized annoyance in head.

"You again?" I mumbled under my breath. 

"So whats the plan now?" I asked with a mischievous grin. At first Blake seemed suprise, but he quickly recovered as his eyes brightened. "Well now we-"

He was cut off.

"Put your hands up!" Shouted a low voice.

I immediately dropped the paint can with a loud metalic "Clink!"

Everybody froze.

Everyone except "Killer" who is damn amazing at running. He reminds me of Callie.

Maybe the wrong time.

"It's not what you think." Blake told the cop in a warning tone. A smirk ran across the coppers face.

"Then why don't you explain, Mr.Channing?"

"We are painting a car."

"I can see that."

"So we arent doing anything wrong!"

"Does the owner know tour painting their car?"

"Sure, she's her best friend."

Blake motion towards me, who was already breaking into a cold sweat.

"I honestly don't know." The cop sighed.

"Turn around, all of you."

The group reluctantly turns around.

I was sort of shocked at how well they were taking this, We are going to jail! And not oretend jail, The one with the bars and handcuffs! I hesitantly follow the trio and turn around as the cop handcuffs us. The metal bit my wrist as he hauled us into an a uncomfortable fit in the back of his car.

Ari's eyes were darting around frantically,she was nervous and she kept pressing her hands into the soft cotton of her long sleeved shirt.

Danny was mumbling something about food. All I could think was, "Seriously?" The moment I step out of my comfort zone, I get arrested. Great. Blake stared out the window, wearing an erriely calm expression. Almost as if he had been through this routine before.

How did the officer know Blakes last name? Didn't Blake move here only recently. My head spun as we drove towards the station, leaving the mall behind with the battered up car the belonged to my bes- To my new enemy.

The backseat of the car stung a musky sent mixed with sweat and a metalic material. I wonder how many fiend have sat in the seat I'm sitting in now. Hundreds? I looked over to see Blake turned away from the window.

His eyes bore into mine. I should have looked away, But I couldn't bring myself to. His gaze was alluring. A light grey. We didn't speak. We didn't move or squirm. Or eyes stayed locked as if in a trance. A shiver ran through me as he looked away.

Something smacked him out of his trance and brought a smile to his face. No, hw wasn't sending his famous cheshire grin. Or his attractive "player" grin as Callie used to call it. It was a soft smirk, which he wiped off his face with the back of his hand.
"Blake?" Danny mumbled shyly. Blake looked back at his friend.

  Me and Ari watched through questioning looks.

"Are we going back?" Asked Danny. His voice shifted as he spoke. Blakes beows furrowed as he shook his head.

"Nope."

Ari tensed next to me. "How do you know?"

He shot her a look.

"Because I do." He sent a reassuring smile.

It seemed painted in his face. It was a fake smile.

"Back where?" I asked. What were they hiding? Everyone looked at me as if I triggered them. Thier eyes widened as they recognized my precense.

"Look Scar, We-"

"We're here!" Shouted Blake. His intense stare was fixed out the window. His eyes seemed darker. Almost like fog, hiding his secrets. A silence settled in the car. Only the static of the cops radio buzzed through the air almost like a pin dropping against a creaky, silent room.

The cop parked the car next to the station and got out. He hauled the three others, out of the car first. He clearly regonized I was 'new' because his grip was more firmer around my arms.

He led us inside the tiled busy room. People minded their own business as the officer sat us down to wait near the front desk.

The grey plastic chairs are inches apart. The group huddled near Blake almost as if he was a guide.

Our cop-whos name tag read "Baker."- left to speak to the lady at the front desk.

A cool scent blew through the room as we sat in silence and let others continue their lives. I felt myself beinf pulled by curiosity, About well...everything.

Blakes intense eyes.

Ari's frantic looks.

Danny's shy voice.

What did Danny mean when he said "Going back?"

Going back where?

I looked at the trio again. Blake felt my look because I saw him sneak a peek at me.

I found myself silently asking myself a question I longed to ask them instead, 

"What did you guys do?"
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