Aiden sat with Chad as they waited for the ambulance to come by. He’d won the contest; he couldn’t believe it. Scarlett had been sulking since they’d crossed the finish line, and had no problem telling them what was on her mind. She strolled over to the group, clapping her hands. “That was quite a show you two put on.”
Chad scowled at her. “Scarlett, not now. Just go wait in the car, go home, get out of here.”
Alison couldn’t stop smiling. “Face it, Scarlett. You lost. And look, it isn’t that big of a deal.”
“There’s more pressing matters here.” Damien said.
Aiden noticed a set of car keys on the ground near Chad, and associated them with Scarlett’s car in the corner. A Black Ford Fiesta. He picked them up.
“You might be needing these,” he said, tossing them over. Scarlett caught them with ease.
She laughed, keeping one hand on her hip. “Oh, I’m not going anywhere.”
Sirens were heard approaching from behind, there was one ambulance followed by a small police car. Two paramedics got out and helped Chad into the back. Aiden waved to him, as he smiled back. Once he looked past the ambulance, and immediately groaned.
A tall, lanky police officer came to greet him, folding his arms. “I might have guessed kids were involved.”
Aiden stood up and stared him down. “Our friend got hurt, we didn’t do anything illegal.”
The officer put his hand up, prompting Aiden to sit back down. “You do realize I can easily take you all in for trespassing?”
Aiden rolled his eyes and sighed. “Okay, well you’re not going to fit all of us in the back of that car.”
“I was young once too, son. I’m willing to let you all off with a warning but if I catch you round here again I won’t be so kind. Do we understand each other?”
The group replied with a mumbled yes.
“Who’s car is that parked on the side like that?” he said, walking towards Scarlett’s car. She turned and unfolded her arms.
“It’s mine. Why, what’s the problem?”
“Did no one teach you how to park? I’m gonna need to see your license, miss.”
“No problem officer, it’s in the glove compartment,” She tossed her car keys over to him. She turned around to the rest of the group. “I have nothing to hide”
Alison glared at her. “It should be you in the back of that police car. Sadly being a bitch isn’t illegal.”
Scarlett grinned and flicked her hair. “That’s a bit harsh, but okay, I think it should have been you in the back of that ambulance. I’ll get you next time. I already did it once.”
The police officer came back from the car; Aiden could see him reaching in his pocket for something. He smiled when he realized what it was.
The officer patted Scarlett’s shoulder. “Miss Hazelwood, right?”
Scarlett groaned. “Yes, that’s my name.”
“I think you’re going to have to come with me.”
Scarlett exploded, turning around and stamping her foot on the ground. “Oh what the hell are you talking about? My license is perfectly legal.”
Her eyes dropped to see what was in the officer’s hand.
“That may be, but this isn’t.” He held up a set of pills, staring at her with studious eyes. Scarlett looked lost for words. Her tone rose to a higher pitch.
“I swear to God, I have no idea how that got there! I promise.”
“Now, now. I’m sure an organized girl like you has a prescription for something like this. What would you need Temazepam for right now?” He scrunched inside his pocket, bringing out a crumpled bit of paper. “Unless of course, the prescription doesn’t belong to you.”
Scarlett wiped her brow, grabbing her hair tightly. “You can’t pin that on me!”
The officer was silent, walking back over to his car and producing a plastic bag. He put the drugs inside, zipping it up. As he walked back to his car, Scarlett patted him on the shoulder.
“Hey! You have no proof that’s mine! It was planted, I didn’t even use the prescription!” She immediately gasped and put her hand on her mouth.
“It’s in your car and we have a positive ID. I’m sure you have a good explanation for having someone else’s name on your prescription. Now, why don’t you save me the trouble and tell me the truth?”
Scarlett wiped her brow. “I…I can’t.”
The officer groaned. “I know you can’t. The name on this prescription isn’t even permitted for something like Temazepam. Like I said, you’re going to have to come with me.”
Scarlett’s voice quietened down to a mousy whisper. “You can’t arrest me. Not now. I…I know my rights.”
He sighed at her. “Okay. Miss Hazelwood, turn around.”
She sniffled. “Please…don’t do this. Just let me off with a warning, I’ll return them. I swear!”
“You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence. Now do you understand your ‘rights’?”
Scarlett turned her head to the rest of the group, giving them one last stare before the inevitable occurred. She turned back and nodded at the officer.
“Okay, then. I imagine this is your first time, so I’ll make it clear. As of now, you are under arrest for possession of Class C drugs and a falsified prescription. I’m going to have to ask you to turn around.”
Scarlett wiped a tear from her face as the officer produced a pair of shiny metal handcuffs from his belt. Closing her eyes, she turned around.
“Please put your hands behind your back, miss.” he asked.
Scarlett put her head down the ground, and slowly put her hands behind her back. Aiden heard two clicks followed by a locking sound. He narrowed his brow as the officer turned her around. Her face was blushing bright red.
“Let’s go.” He began guiding her towards the police car.
Scarlett walked slowly to the car, taking one last look at them all before she was taken off. She said nothing, but the look of sorrow and pain on her face said plenty. Her eyes were puffy and red, as if she could burst into tears at any moment. Alison looked away as the police officer opened the door and put Scarlett in the backseat, fastened her seatbelt and shut the door. He then turned to Aiden.
“Remember to keep out of trouble, kid. I don’t hate you, I’m just doing my job.”
“Thanks, officer. I will.”
The officer smiled and got into his car, driving off.
Aiden turned to Alison. “Well, Scarlett’s off to jail. Didn’t see that one coming.”
“You know, I suddenly feel a little bit better about her now.”
Aiden wondered for a moment. “She had the pills with her in school, I don’t remember her putting them in there, someone put them there, and it wasn’t me.” He rubbed his hair and shrugged. “Who knows?”
“Forget about it, Aiden, she’s out of our hair for a while.”
“Yeah, guess you’re right.”
“Well, what are we waiting for? We got an Easter break to celebrate.”
Damien laughed. “The usual place?”
Aiden turned and smiled. “Works for me.”