Don't Pick The Grass
Theo - friend
I was in physics class and my professor was writing things on the board about the midterm. The professor came up behind me and said something about what he had written. I didn't really care about what he was writing, so I wondered why he thought it was important to talk to me about it. I went up to a table to get something. A girl walked up next to me and said something. I recognized her from one of my biology classes, but she introduced herself as Molly (the girl from my biology class was named Christine).
We walked to her house and sat on the couch. She pointed out that her and I had the same kind of shoes. They were blue suede vans. At first I thought this was funny, then I realized that I didn't own blue suede vans and wondered how I had gotten these. I told Molly this, and we realized that we must have switched her shoes with mine. I took them off and put on another pair, but they were still blue suede vans.
Molly, myself, and a random guy were walking in one of the fields on campus. We sat down on a couch under a bus stop and started picking the grass in front of us. A cop drove up and told us that we were trespassing on protected land. He told us to get out of that area and meet him on the other side. As we were walking we talked about what a douche bag this guy was. I said that we could probably make a run for it and get away if we wanted to. I told them that if I was alone I probably would have done that.
I was in the car now and the cop gave me my ticket. Theo was sitting in the passenger seat. He took the ticket and read to me that my court judge was really conservative and if I rescheduled the date I would probably have a better chance of winning. The other judge was a lesser-known democratic candidate in the 2008 primaries. I was now watching a scene of what it would be like if I went to court. The people in the court were mostly wizards and when they came up to testify they did all kinds of crazy spells and things. I decided that wizard courts must be mostly about show rather than presenting a good case.

1 Comments:
i wish the court room i was stuck in for jury duty was like that.
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