I woke up the next morning getting barely any sleep and still completely exhausted. I didn't want to go to court. I didn't want to face that girl again. My dreams had been haunted by her and now my actual waking existance would have to tolerate her. Mr. Wright was starting to become a serious pain...Dude, I owe him nothing!

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I picked Trucy up on my bike and sped (can one really speed when they are on an old bike?) off down the road. As usual...I arrived at court mildly on time, but Payne had (of course) been there earlier. My hopes were high for the cross examination of Wright's old girlfriend to be over, and as it was...I was right.

"You're lucky Justice, she got sick, can't talk. She can't come...yet."

I tried to supress a smile but it didn't work. I guess pure happiness needs to be shared with the world...

" I would like to bring in the next witness-"

Who even cares who the next one is? It doesn't matter at all!!!! They can't be as bad as Cerise-

"Ms. Chandra Ski, Cerise's sister."

And in my-WHA? CERISE'S SISTER???????

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I wish I could say my vision blacked out and I didn't wake up for two more years. I wish I could tell you she was a very sweet girl and nothing like her sister. I wish I could tell that everything I just told you I wished I could tell you was true...but its not. I stayed awake and unfortunately, she was almost her sisters twin.

Chandra was the younger one, and had obviously followed in her sister's footsteps. She had attitude, and had obviously heard what a hard time her sister gave me because she gave me just as bad of a time. Why does this always happen to me? Did I upset some other worldly god or somethig? Seriously....did I really make this much of a mistake by meeting Mr. Wright?

Payne kept asking stupid questions and eventually I stopped listening...my thoughts wandered...I heard nothing...my bad!

My are we listening to these girls...

what do they have to do with anything...

they're part of the past, not the present...

so why are they here...?

"And you admit to seeing Mr. Wright outside of Mr. Topsy's house?"

"Yes sir."

I mean, if Cerise isn't "with" Wright anymore, she doesn't matter. And Chandra was barely ever mentioned so why should she be important...?

"And did you see him with a gun?"

"No sir, I saw him with a knife...a packaged knife."

Maybe I should tell the judge that Payne.... "OBJECTION!" oh yea....revenge of the chords of steel part one!

"Huh?" the judge looked up sleepily..."Justice?"

"Your Honor, I have to speak," and before Payne could say anything, I started. "These two girls, Chandra and Cerise don't mean anything to this case! Don't you realize that? I mean, Cerise isn't with Wright anymore and this Chandra girl probably hasn't seen him for quite some time. Really all they are doing is wasting my time and your time. I'm sick of listening-"

"Mr. Justice-"

"To witnessess who have nothing to with anything and give me a hard time on top of it! I'M

"Mr. Justice!"

"SICK!!"

"Apollo..."

"OF IT!"

oh my chords of steel are sooooo good!

"Mr. Justice, haven't you been listening...Chandra Ski saw Mr. Wright at the scene of the crime."

At that point in time, if I could have jumped in a hole and buried myself alive, I think I might have done so. But I didn't. By face turned red, I played with my hair, and almost burst into tears.

"I think you should get rid of those chords of steel Polly, they tend to get you in deeeeeeep trouble!" Trucy giggled.

I glared at her.

"Your honor..."

"Ugh, we're taking a break NOW!" he yelled.

- - - - - -

Mr. Wright wouldn't stop laughing once we got in the defense lobby. He had tears streaming down his face and couldn't stand, wow...I feel loved. To top it off, he kept immitating me: "I'M SICK OF IT!!" and then more laughter.

"Mr. Wright...please stop that, NOW."

No luck, he just couldn't calm down. He even had the bailiffs laughing, and Trucy...

It's me against the world...

"Ohhhh man 'pollo." Wright sighed, holding back more laughs. "Thanks for stickin up for me and all, but the girls saw what they saw. Ceri and Chandra know what they have to do...don't worry about it. No tricks, no chords of steel. Be classical, do it my way...."