Chapter 2 Defendants

I woke up to three men, and this time, my mom, dad, and another brunette woman, whom I didn’t recognize. The three men were dressed in leather with their machine guns in their holsters. They led me into a small room, which really didn’t even look like a courtroom, but had an audience seating, a higher jury seating, and a big desk at the front for the judge. The audience was little, but everyone there I recognized, although I was too nervous to name them off to myself, and there were only three jury members. One was the lady who had come to my cell, who now walked up to the seats, and sat down in the middle of a little girl with brown curls and pink ribbons wrapped around her pigtails, bouncing up and down in her seat, and pointing at the judge’s hair, giggling to herself. I had to admit, the Beehive was kinda out of style, and I thought she was so cute, with her little teeth, fingers, and rich brown curls.

I looked to the other side of the lady, and saw…Jordan Lykes! His brown hair was as rich as the little girl’s, who must have been his sister; the lady, his mom. He was looking at the little knot of people surrounding me, and caught my eye. My breath was gone for ten seconds, and then I quickly looked away. I had felt it; it was real. My bliss evaporated when I sat behind the criminals’ desk. All eyes were on me.