Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

I climbed into the back of a normal looking car. It was a small dark red one. I didn’t know what it was called. I never paid much attention to cars.

“Aren’t you supposed to handcuff me or something?” I asked once both cops were inside and had shut their doors.

The man cop had climbed into the driver’s seat. And the woman was sitting in the passengar’s side. I was grateful there would be no major traffic at this time. I couldn’t imagine it being much fun considering the man cop’s temper.

The lady looked over her shoulder at me.

“Why would we do that?”

“Um..”

Because I’m a horrible criminal who deserves to rot in jail for a crime I don’t even know I committed. No duh. Didn’t everyone know that by now? Instead I said in a nervous, small voice:

“For what I did..”

“What did you do?” Her partner was watching me through the mirror as he pulled out of the school parking lot.

“I-I.. I don’t know.” They exchanged quick, confused glances.

“What do you mean; you don’t know what you did?”

“Well, I know I’m in trouble.”

“What makes you think that?”

“You’re arresting me… aren’t you?”

There was an awkward silence.

“Poor kid.” The male cop muttered shaking his head.