Chapter 18: Coincidences

"You're my lawyer!" Randy whispered ina loud voice and slid down his chair.

"Yup! Your REAL lawyer couldn't make it, so I took the spot!" The woman said. "Now I totally know what you're up to! Imma tell mom and dad on you!" she said.

"Becky, shut up." Randy said out loud.

"Too bad, I already told them and they're on their way. Ha HA!" Becky started laughing.

"You little --" Randy got out from his seat and quarrelled with Becky.

"Stop! Sit down! I'm already helping your ass!" Becky pushed Randy to his seat.

"You're still in law school Becky!" Randy argued.

"Sssh! Don't let them know!" Beck whispered.

"Excuse me judge, she isn't certified, she's not licensed!" Randy yelled.

"I can hear you fine sir, and if this is true, you cannot represent your client unless you have a licensed attorney with you." the judge said.

"Oh! That's right! She's still in the restroom so lemme go get her." Becky ran out of the courtoom.

Randy put his head in his hands then spoke, "Can I get a new lawyer?"

"No, this one has already started." the judge replied.

"Stupid idiot." Prince William snickered.

"Hey your moron! Shut the hell up!" John yelled from the other side.

Prince William turned around and focused his attention on the judge. "Can we get this over with? I have a meeting."

"I'm sure that can wait." the judge smile impatiently.

"Here she is! My licensed attorney, Miss Nicole Merriwether." Becky pointed to her as she entered the room.

Randy and Prince William saw her at the same time. They both stood up in shock.

"She cannot be his lawyer!" Prince William argued.

"Eh eh eh Prince Dork of all Nations, she's my ASSISTING attorney, she's not his official lawyer." Becky replied to the rubbish comment and stuck her tongue out.

"Cool. My lawyer's my own best friend... WHAT! YOU'RE NICOLE MERRIWETHER! THE GIRL WHO'S REJECTED MY REQUESTS FOR A DATE! NO WAY! But why was your last name different?" Randy commented.

"Just shut up and let your sister do her job." Nikki sat down next to Randy.

"She's only 20 years old!" Randy argued again.

"She's highly recommended by her professors at Yale Law." Nikki calmly said. "She wouldn't be here if she sucked at this."

Becky stuck her tongue out. Randy started banging his head on the table.

The trial began, and with a compelling opening statement from Attorney Wittley, Prince William's lawyer. Randy had started to doubt about winning the case, as Attorney Wittley is one of the best lawyers in the world. And there he was, sitting there, being accused, and making payments to his own sister. Wow, am I being ripped off. Randy thought. Though Becky fought back with an even better opening statement. Everyone was impressed, and Randy couldn't believe law complexities were coming out of his own sister's mouth, much more even Latin. She was the one who thought "scholarship" was a boat full of smart people. Randy laughed at the thought.

During the trial, Nikki had taken Becky's spot due to some terms she has not learned yet in law school. The judge became impressed with her ability to state a case and prove it right. And as far as everything was going, Randy was winning. Nikki had wanted more evidence to prove Randy was innocent, so she did the unthinkable.

"I call Prince William to the stand please." Nikki requested.

The Prince was startled. "What? Rubbish, you can't call me to the stand!"

The judge frowned. "Just get up here Your Highness."

Prince William did as he was told. Nikki began to clever him out.

"What were you doing there at the club that night?" Nikki asked.

"I came to party up." the Prince answered.

Nikki thought for a moment. "Where were you earlier that day?"

"I had a meeting in Vancouver." the Prince answered.

"Hmm... I see." Nikki looked over the case folder. "Now, who started the fight?"

Prince William pointed to Randy. "That lunatic fool right there."

"Don't point, it's un-royalish." Nikki pulled down the Prince's arm. "Anyway, what were you doing earlier IN the club?"

"I just came in, minding my own business, then I went over to the bar." Prince William answered.

"Anything else?" Nikki asked, she wanted the leak from the Prince she wanted to hear.

"I took 2 shots, then he came along." Prince William answered.

"Who?" Nikki asked.

"Who else? Randy Orton, the moron." Prince William answered.

"OK, next time be more specific." Nikki paused. "He IS a moron." Nikki whispered to herself. "Did you get drunk?" Nikki said as she look down at the case folder once again.

"No, Royals do not drink." Prince William answered.

Nikki looked up and smiled. She just heard the leak she wanted. She walked over to where Becky and Randy was sitting and set the folder down. She smiled at Randy, a sinister smile, and right away, Trish, all the way in the back, knew what was on her mind.

"What's she gonna do?" John whispered to Nikki.

"She's got that sinister smile everytime she's thinking of something evil." Trish replied.

"And how is THAT suppose to help Randy?" John asked.

"You'll see." Trish looked straight at the Prince and mouthed out, "You're going down."

Nikki walked back to the Prince. "A few moments back, you said you took 2 shots. You said you weren't drunk, is that correct?"

"Yes." The Prince nodded.

Nikki stared at the Prince, and the Prince knew he had just told a lie. The Prince started to stammer, but Nikki continued on.

"Now, the royal family of England always has rules. And one of those rules, state, "A Royal must neither drink beer nor any alchoholic drinks UNTIL he or she is crowned the King or Queen of England." Nikki paused to take a breath. "When I asked you what you did at the club, one of your answers was you took 2 shots. Then I asked you did you get drunk. You simply said NO." Nikki stopped to look at the Prince in the eye. "Am I correct?"

Prince William became intimidated of Nikki, then answered quickly, "Yes, no... Maybe?"

"According to your alchohol test, you proved POSITIVE. Yes, you had taken 2 shots, and YES, you had gotten drunk. Am I correct?" Nikki had started to raise her voice. Beck walked over to the judge and handed her the alchohol testing results from the District Attorney.

The judge examined the results, then nodded at Nikki. "I think I know what my decision is now. Prince William, you may step down. We will adjourn until tomorrow morning." The judge banged the gavel twice.

The Prince grabbed his attorney and bodyguards and rushed outside. Nikki laughed hysterically as he ran out, and sighed at Randy.

"Wow... You never lost your luster." Randy complimented Nikki. "And thank you Becky, you're all right."

"Hey smart one, it's not over yet." Nikki grabbed her briefcase.

"You were awesome Nikki!" Trish gave Nikki a hug. "Looks like working part time for a law firm during college payed off huh?"

Randy looked at Nikki. "You mean... Law isn't your major?"

Nikki shook her head. "No, Business and Economics was my major. I just loved to argue and get my way, and the law firm nearby my university wanted an assistant." Nikki grabbed Randy and Becky. "Let's go, I don't want to be back here until tomorrow."

Nikki, Randy and Becky headed out talking about the case. And John and Trish followed in agreement.

Haha! Now you need to figure out whether they won or not! Eloel. Please R&R!

- bettina isabelle