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[ 04. piggys ! ]

I LOOK AROUND THE POLICE STATION in boredom

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I LOOK AROUND THE POLICE STATION in boredom. I sigh and throw a paper ball at a police officer. He looks my way and glares madly. I stick my middle finger at him with a smirk. He gasps.

"Did you find him?" Sidney asks looking in a distance. I look at her like nothing just happened. I grab a baseball that was on Dewey desk.

"You sure it was Hilton?" Dewey asks. I raise and eyebrow as I look over to them. He a little weird.

"At the airport." Sidney nods. I hum.

"He's not registered there." Dewey tells her. That's suspicious. "Could he have stayed somewhere else?" He asks. I grab a doughnut from a desk and bite into it. Yum.

"I don't know. I guess." Sidney says rubbing her head. She sniffed dramatically.

"Don't worry, Sid." Dewey says rubbing her knee. I snort as I spin on the chair. He looks over to me giving me a warning look. I shrug. He turns back to her. "We'll find him."

"He's probably dead." I say biting into the doughnut.

"Dewey, they got that mask in." A officer says putting a packet on Dewey's desk. Dewey gets up.

"I'll be right back." He says to Sidney and then turns to me. "You, don't cause more trouble." He warns me. I put up my hands.

"Yeah, yeah." I say eating the rest of the doughnut. He walks away. "Do you think there's some weed in the evidence locker?" I ask out loud. Sidney gives me a look. She looks over to Billy through the window. I look over and make eye contact for a few moments. He turns away. "He's so hot." I mumbled playing with the ball.

"What?" Sidney looks over to me confused. I hum acting confused. I tilt my head.

"I just mumbled a song." I say going through Deweys things. She slaps my hand away from his desk.

"Stop snooping." She tells me. I mock her. I scoff and throw myself on his chair. I see a case on his desk so I grab it. A kidnapping.

"Tell 'em. Come one. Dad. Tell 'em." I look up and see two police officers taking Billy out. His dad was behind him.

"He's waiting for the lawyer, Billy." His dad tells him. I put the case down.

"Sidney, Heather!" Bully says when he sees us. "Come on. You guys know me." He says as they pull him out. "Sidney, look at me!" He says loudly. "Come one!"

"I don't think it was him. He'd have to be the flash." I tell Sidney. I look behind her and see Tatum walking towards us.

"Sid, heather, we're gonna get you guys out of here, okay? Are you guys okay?" She asks us as she looks at us back and fourth. I roll my eyes.

"I was about to be murdered. No I'm not okay. He wasn't even Michael Myers. That makes it even worse." I scoff as I cross my arms madly.

"Really!" Tatum says looking at me with a 'really' look. I nod.

"I know right. The audacity." I say getting a coffee mug off a desk once again. I take a sip the. I spit it out when I taste shit. I stick my tongue out in disgust.

"Oh, come on, Heather stop playing around." Tatum tells me. I pout. "Hey, Dewey, can we go now?" Tatum asks. Dewey looks at us.

"Hold on a second." He tells us. I throw the ball at him.

"Goddamn it, Dewey!" Tatum exclaims annoyingly.

"What did Mama tell you?" Dewey tells Tatum stepping forward. "When I wear this badge you treat me like a man of the law!" He says pathetically. I snort.

"So trash." I state looking up from his computer. He glares at me.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Dewey-boy, but we're ready to go." Tatum tells him. I get up along with Sidney. "Now, okay?" She tells him sternly.

"Whoa." Dewey says. He looks around in embarrassment. I smirk.

"Take 'em out the back way. Avoid that circus out there." A police officer says making other officers laugh. I give him his mug back harsh making some coffee spill on his shirt. As we go out the doors I turn around.

"Bye, bitches. This won't be the last of me pigs!" I say laughing as I stick my middle fingers up.

"Come on." Dewey pulls us out. I elbow him hard.

"Don't touch me!" Tatum tells him. As we go out. I pinch Dewey.

"He's my superior." Dewey tells us. I let out a laugh.

"Janitors are your superiors." Tatum says making him scoff. I snort and nod.

"She got that right." I say pushing Dewey away from me. We go through a hallway to the back. "Damn it's cold." I say as I feel cold air creep in the door.

"You guys just stay here. I'm gonna get the car." Dewey tells us. As we go out into the cold.

"Bullshit." I say hugging my body. I look around.

"Don't move. Don't make a sound." Dewey says running.

"Your brother is an idiot." I tell Tatum. She looks at me and nods.

"I know." She tells me smiling sadly.

"There they are. Sidney! Heather!" Gale Weathers says running up to us.

"No paparazzi." I say flipping my hair.

"Hi, that's some night. What happened? Are you guys all right?" She ignores me and gets all up in our bubble.

"Their not answering any questions. Just leave us alone." Tatum tells her. I stick my middle finger at the camera. "Fuck you." I mouth.

"No, Tatum, it's okay. She's just doin' her job, right, Gale?" Sidney says smirking. Gale Weathers nods. I look at her confused.

"Yes, that's right." She says. I raise an eyebrow. I grab paper out of my pocket and make it into a ball.

"So, how's the book?" Sidney asks.

"Well, it'll be out later this year." She tells her. I roll my eyes.

"Oh, I'll look for it." Sidney tells her walking away slightly.

"I'll send you a copy." Gale tells her. Sidney gives her a mockingly smile and punches her. I let out a laugh.

"Go bitch! Ayyyyyy." I exclaim. People start coming over. "I'm her second best friend by the way." I say.

"Nice shot." A man says. I nod agreeing as Dewey pulls us away. I throw the paper ball at them.

"Bitch." Gale says. I laugh.

"We know you are. Don't mess with us piggy's!" I exclaim as I get dragged off. "Hands off, Dwight." I say walking ahead.

"Don't go too ahead." Dewey tells me.

"You walk like a grandpa so shut up." I say. I kick his car. He winced. "That's for grabbing me hard." I huff opening the door hard.

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