My eyes went to the side of the room. Aurora stood in the corner, she looked out of the window. The tears welled up in her eyes. She still looked stunning though. Aurora was one of those girls who could be a model. She was long, skinny, had light-blue eyes and brown hair. But after wat she had done, she probably would never get a job anymore. Never. And the worst part is, I helpt her. I was sitting in a chair in front of a table, just waiting for someone to come in and blaiming us for what we had done. The chair was really uncomfortleble, they could at least put a pillow on it or something. Aurora walked over to the other chair next to me and sat down. She crossed her arms to cover the scar. She aways does that when she's nervous. She has had the scar since she was eleven. Trying to ride our bikes alone, didn't turn out to be the best plan. She fell and scrached her arm really bad against a fence. It was so deep that you could see her bone. But all that foolishness didn't matter anymore. ''Melody?'' Asked Aurora. ''What if they find out?'' ''We don't even know if they will ever find out.'' I said, trying to calm her. ''But what if they do Melody?'' ''I don't know what we're gonna do then.'' My eyes started to tear too. I was thinking about all the horrible stuff they could do if they found out what we've done. And I think she was too. Our thoughts where broke by the sound of footsteps coming towards the door.

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