Solving a Cube

When Interrogating a Cube

(Knock on the door)

Bennett: (Goes over to answer it, opens it, and talks to an officer) Another one brought in?... Repeat that?... Who is in custody?... Did you say Dominic?

Naomi: (Stiffens then says quickly) I'll check it out. (Rushes out the door)

Rubix: (Frowns then calls out) But you'll miss the sneak peek of the new version!

Naomi: (Races back into the room) Forget him! We can wait for him until the sequel! Now did you just say a sneak peek?

Rubix: Although it's not really much, I want the readers to be assured that the new version won't be as bad as it sounds. I'll be adding more scenes, especially on the developments of characters now that I know them better, and more intimate scenes of the guys together as a group. All in all, I want you guys to trust me that I know what I'm doing and that if I'm excited about writing this new version, you should be excited too.

Naomi: And we can see it now?

Rubix: Right now.

Naomi: Then what are we waiting for?

Rubix: You.

Naomi: Me?

Rubix: Yeah, you say the first line.

~ Yes it's completely different from Broken Glasses. Don't @ me ~

"What do you guys want?" I asked them. "Why did you send me that- How did you open my locker?"

"Magic," Jordan answered curtly as he took out the note from my locker, then some of my chemistry notes.

"Just what do you think you're do- Put those notes back!"

Jordan grumbled under his breath but put them where they belong. He then huffed, "Seeing that you hurt our feelings, the least you can do is let me borrow your notes..."

"What are you talking about?"

Jordan held up the note they gave me, showing that it was crumpled up rather than folded as it originally was. He frowned seeing this. "You read it, didn't you?"

I didn't say anything, given they already knew the answer.

"I take that as a yes," Bennett said as he took the note and looked at it for himself. "But why didn't you go?"

"How could I?" I defended myself. "I don't know exactly when you want me to meet up with you, which type of Starbucks, and why I have to. Well, I figured out the why part now, as to beat me up..."

Bennett may have not heard the last part as he turned to the other two and asked, "Why did it have to be a note? And why did you write it like that?"

Declan looked at Jordan who was whistling away, looking at the ground that interested him.

"Well?" Bennett pressed.

"I thought it would be more mysterious," Jordan explained, shuffling his feet. "Like in the movies or something..."

Declan pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why do I know you?"

I exhaled. "And how did you expect me to actually find where to meet up with you guys?"

Bennett let out a sigh. "Why did we do this again?"

"Yeah," I agreed. "Why did you want to waste your time wanting to talk to me?"