A/N: I DO NOT OWN ANY ACE ATTORNY CHARACTERS! I do own my own though.
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I am back from the dead y'all~ :D I'm sorry for the way too late update- I really am! I had family problems and problems at school and my friend had to get child protective services to come to her house so I was worried about her. Homecoming was last Saturday and it was fun! Ive had to deal with some weirdo who likes me… so weird…
I know I know I need more work on my story and Miles has been OCC and apparently Angel is too perfect but I'm trying to model her after me and I'm far from perfect :/ I can't help it but I try, I really do! Please have a little faith in me, without further ado~ the story, oh and it's in Angel's POV. (I didn't edit it a thousand times like I normally do so sorry If there are errors.)
P.S. I changed some of the earlier chapters! Okay enjoy~
Chapter 4
"Um… I uh… Y-You were sleeping…" I stuttered, fuck Angel! Get your head out of your ass!
He cleared his throat and stood up, "Yes I was."
I scratched the back of my head. God this is awkward… change the topic dumbass! "S-so what about the case we have today?"
"Oh, right," he walked over to his desk and opened a file. "Kate Peters is accused of murdering her twin sister Kayla Peters." He looked up at me very seriously as he continues to speak, "you can read about it while I go get some coffee to help wake up." he picked up the file and held it out to me.
I nodded took the file from his hands being very careful not to drop anything. As he walked out I sat on the plush carpet and looked through the file, spreading the information out in front of me. The evidence was vague, the victim was shot once in the head and the bullet was found lodged in the brain but no gun could be found. The crime scene was in an elevator and the only people on it at the time were Kate and Kayla Peters. They were meeting up after being separated for ten years when the victim was shot and killed. It was reported that the victim's boyfriend, Tony McClair, was staying at the hotel they were found in; the boyfriend was supposedly the suspect's ex-lover.
Hmm… could Kate Peters have killed her own sister out of jealousy? I scanned the information lying before me and sighed. We had found one witness to the crime, which happened to be the boyfriend of the victim, his testimony proved to be little help. This is going to be difficult.
About twenty minutes later I jumped at the sound of the door opening and looked up to see Miles staring down at me with a hint of confusion in his eyes. "What are you doing?
I was so focused on trying to figure out this case that I forgot where I was. I tried to look innocent and pursed my lips into a pout. "I was looking at the information like you told me to, Mister…"
He sighed and shook his head, "Clean this up, we're going to the court house." He walked over to his desk and pulled a briefcase out and started putting files inside.
I nodded and started picking up the contents of the file and placing them back in their rightful spot. I carefully got up and smoothed down my skirt. "This is going to be a hard case!" I turned towards Miles who nodded in agreement. I held out the file towards him, which he took and placed inside his briefcase with the others.
He shut it and held it by his side. "I'll drive."
I was kind of stunned, "Um… okay?" He strolled out of his office leaving me to run to catch up with him. When I was catching up with him he was opening the door to the stairwell about to walk in, "Wait!"
He looked at me confused, "Yes?"
I stopped in front of him, "Don't you want to take the elevator?" He doesn't expect me to walk down twelve flights of stairs, does he?
He sighed and turned to face me, "I detest elevators, but if you want to you can." And with that he walked into the stairwell leaving me alone in the hallway. I pouted and walked over to the elevator and pushed the down button. I decided to be a bitch and text Jessie to wake her up; she will kill me when I get home. As walked into the elevator I typed out the text and hit send.
J,
Wake up~~~
-A
I waited smiling at my own version of evilness. When my phone buzzed I giggled, knowing how pissed off she would surely be! Reading the reply I couldn't help but gloat a little inside at how well I knew my best friend.
A,
Fuck. You.
-J
Still smiling, I texted back.
Love you too sissy~
The elevator door binged open and I skipped out seeing Miles was already waiting for me sipping his coffee casually in the same plush sofa I had fallen asleep on. I went up to him and crossed my arms over my chest and pouted. "You only beat me down because your legs are so long!"
A small smile crept upon his lips as he shook his head, "It wasn't a race Miss Jennings."
I inwardly cringed, I hate when people called me Miss Jennings. It's a pet peeve of mine… but I brushed it off like it was nothing and smiled. "Okay so shall we go to the court house?"
He nodded and stood up making me feel like a dwarf. I followed him out into the parking garage where he stopped at a shiny red sports car; it looked beyond expensive. Miles pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the trunk setting his briefcase in it. I was never one for sports cars; I like my truck better than these fancy ass cars. He walked over and opened the door for me and I smiled up at him, "Thanks!" I guess British people can be nice. I sat on the leather seat and got comfy.
Instead of responding he just shut the door and moved to the other side of the car got in and started the car. Well there goes that theory. The engine roared to life and I swear I saw a hint of a smile on his face. I sighed, men do love their cars. He pulled out of the parking garage and started the long drive to the courthouse. It was a relatively silent drive, but a comfortable silence. I stared out the window at the passing scenery when I heard Miles clear his throat, "So… who is this Jessie that I spoke with on the phone earlier?"
I looked at him and smiled, "Jessie is my best friend- well really she's like a sister. I met her in sixth grade and we've been friends ever since then." He had a glazed look in his eyes. I cleared my throat hoping he wouldn't get us killed. "Do you have a best friend Mr. Edgeworth?"
There was a sad glimmer in his eyes as I asked this. He was quiet for a moment before he responded, "friends don't do you any good. It's best to just keep to yourself," he mumbled.
I had to resist the urge to snap back at him. He is, after all, my boss and I didn't want to lose my job. Silence seeped in as I thought about what he said, silently fuming. My friends would do anything for me as I would do anything for them. They are not just my friends, they are my family. He turned sharply into the court parking lot. I felt my stomach hit the side of my body and my breakfast turn. Oh God… please, please don't let me get sick on my first day… especially in my boss's car. I hadn't even noticed Miles had parked and turned the car off until he knocked on my window. I jumped slightly at the sudden sound.
He opened the car door looking at me cautiously, "You're pale… are you okay?"
I only nodded and stepped out stumbling over my feet. Miles grabbed my elbow to steady me, and his smell enveloped me, he smelled like coffee and chocolate. The shock of the touch startled me and I pulled away looking up at him with wide eyes. The look on his face showed that I wasn't the only one who felt it. But as quickly as it I saw it, it disappeared behind his mask. He turned swiftly and strolled toward the entrance. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment at this but I pushed it away. He's my boss, not a bachelor!
I had to sprint to catch up with his long legs. As we entered I scanned the décor and couldn't help but feel amazed at the elaborate architecture. Greek gods and goddesses were painted on the ceilings as well as exotic nymphs. I was too busy admiring the artwork to realize someone had walked out in front of me. Before I could even think, I spun out of the way of a young girl around my age. She had long black hair in a bun at the top of her head and a small kimono on.
I stopped to apologize but she beat me to the point. "That was so cool! I wish I was that graceful!"
She seemed to be very energetic and I couldn't help but smile, "It's a football move my big brother taught me."
"Maya! Don't run off like that!" A calm voice scolded her. I looked up to see a tall man-not nearly as tall as Miles- he had black coffee hair spiked back. He had kind chocolate eyes, unlike Mile's cold charcoal eyes. His blue suit and red tie seemed to fit his look. Anything else would've seemed off.
"Wright…" I looked behind me to see that Miles had stopped as well and I smiled. He nodded as a greeting towards the two and then back down at me.
"Edgeworth!" Wright smiled, "good luck in there today. We won't go easy on you." Wright looked down at me and the look of surprise crossed his eyes before he smiled at me. "I don't think we've met before. My name is Phoenix Wright."
I smiled kindly at him, "My name is Angel Jennings and if you're on the same case that we are, I can guarantee won't give up." I let my deadly calm face do the talking.
Phoenix flinched, "Wha-?"
"It was nice to meet you Mr. Phoenix, Maya." I nodded to both of them and turned to Miles. "Can we go?"
Miles looked surprised but hid it as he turned and led me down a hall. As we inched closer and closer to the courtroom, he glared down at me. "I will not tolerate any childish nonsense or foolish behavior in the court room Mrs. Jennings. You will act like a proper adult and will only talk when spoken too and though I appreciate your enthusiasm with speaking like that to Wright, it was out of line."
I looked down at my feet listening to the sound of my boots clacking against the marble floor. "Yes sir." I barely whispered.
He stopped at a big door and looked down at me with a hand on the door handle. "Are you ready for this?" he asked.
I looked him in the eyes and saw emotions swirling around it them and uncertainty was the one that stood out the most. I gave him a warming smile, "Hell yeah boss!" The corners of his lips pulled up into a small smile that resembled a scowl but I knew it was a smile. He opened the door and I followed him inside and to the prosecutor's side of the courtroom.
The inside was bigger than I expected, the stands stood on either side of the judge stand and behind each stand sat the crowd that was starting to grow. The butterflies in my stomach faded as we stood waiting for the judge to arrive.
Soon after we got settled in, Miles set up the evidence files and the witness testimonies. I reviewed what I had in mind and prepared what I had planned. I started shifting my weight from foot to foot and ran my fingers though my caramel colored locks.
Miles crossed his arms over his chest and glanced down at me, "Calm down and don't show your weakness, Angel."
I took a deep calming breath, ironically the sound of his voice helped calm me down. It confused me so much, what was this?
Everyone got quiet as a door opened and an old frail man shuffled in. He looked to be about eighty years old. A thick white beard went to the middle of his chest and his hard-set eyes scanned the room. Everyone stood as he sat in the judge chair.
"Now," he spoke calmly, "let us begin."
A/N: Please review! A special thanks to my wonderful sissy Horlo246 for beta-ing my story. Also a shout out Diana Lily and Isabella! She's the best! Read her story!I swear I will do the actual court simulation next chapter and I will try to update as soon as I can! I love you all!
