Who : Tory and Vaughan
Where : The Police Station, North Conway!
What : Oops!


Once school was out and Tory was allowed to check the messages on his cell phone he would find one definitely out of the ordinary. It was from Vaughan and started off pleasantly enough. "Hey Tory, it's me. I know you're in class," and then it had turned strange, "but when you're done if you'd stop by my apartment. In the top draw of my dresser is some money, bring it down to the police station and bail me out of jail. Please? I got to go, bye. Oh yeah- don't worry. Bye."

It had been a very long day for Vaughan after making that phone call. It had been a long time since he'd been in jail, not since he'd lived in New York City. It was a bad news too, especially in such a small town like North Conway. He'd already made 'friends' with a police officer, Lieutenant DeSoto who was nice to him, made sure he was taken good care of, but also made sure Vaughan knew he was going to keep an eye on him when all this was over.

Vaughan sighed and kept one eye on the clock waiting for school to get out and then trying to figure out how long it would take Tory to get him.