Jason sat in the dimly lit room of the police station, his mind racing with thoughts of how he could prove his innocence. As he pondered his next move, the door creaked open, revealing three familiar faces. It was the drone boy, accompanied by his friends, the other two of the crew. Their concerned expressions mirrored Jason’s own turmoil.“Jason, we heard what happened,” the drone boy said, his voice filled with genuine worry. “We know you didn’t do anything wrong as I have explained to everyone what happened that day. We want to help.”Jason’s eyes brightened with a glimmer of hope. “Thank you, guys. I really appreciate your support. But how can we prove that I didn’t do it? The evidence seems stacked against me.”“ truthfully, I need them to trust my words but they are not. They didn’t even believe Ashley.” Jason said.“To say they didn’t trust Ashley who was directly involved.” The drone boy said. One of them, always the resourceful one, spoke up. “Well, what if we could find the

Ashley has been grounded since she got back from the police station after the heartfelt talk with Jason. Her father wouldn’t let anyone in or allow her have her phone.He had warned the security men not to allow her step out of the house and not to allow her have anyone come in either.She really wanted to be there for Jason as all the mess started with her and the only way she could help was by standing next to him agitating and proving his innocence even though no one is believing her. Not even her Dad Ashley's heart pounded in her chest as she stood face to face with her father in the living room. She couldn't understand how he could be so blind, so dismissive of her plea for justice. Her voice trembled with frustration as she argued her case for Jason's innocence."He's not a dirty boy, Dad! He's my friend, and he would never do something like that!" Ashley's voice wavered, a mix of anger and desperation lacing her words.Her father's face remained stern, unmoving. "I've made up

She was walking through the room, trying to do hard to fix herself on something. It was a very hard time on her part too as she tried her best to not get moved by what the society calls stress.She was thinking so hard that steam was starting to exhume from her head. It struck her that she should call for help. She needs to do something as soon as possible to let out Jason. Ashley’s trembling hand pressed the dial button on her phone, hoping against hope that the leader of the Big Five would answer. After several agonizing rings, a gruff voice picked up on the other end, annoyance lacing his words.“What is it now?” the leader snapped, clearly irritated by the unexpected call.“It’s me,” Ashley managed to say, her voice quivering. “I need your help. It’s about Jason.”A derisive chuckle emanated from the phone. “You must be truly stupid to think I can be jailed,” the leader mocked.“you see, in this world of ours, you need to understand that power is everything. That’s what I have an

Ashley’s heart sank as she entered the room and saw the Big five members, all undressed and inebriated, waiting for her. Fear gripped her as she questioned their intentions, her voice trembling with a mix of confusion and desperation. “What is going on here?” Ashley demanded, her voice quivering. “I told you I came here for the Big five leader, not for this. I don’t understand why you’re all undressed and behaving like this.” The Big five members burst into laughter, their drunken state making them oblivious to Ashley’s distress. They taunted her, making crude gestures and inappropriate remarks, their actions fueled by a toxic mix of power and alcohol. One of the members, his speech slurred, slung an arm around Ashley’s shoulder. “Hey, sweetheart, relax! We’re just having some fun here. You’re a pretty thing, and we thought you’d enjoy joining in.” Ashley’s eyes filled with tears as she pleaded with them, her voice choked with fear. “Please, I’m begging you, stop this. I only came

The atmosphere in the courtroom was tense as the judge delivered the verdict. The Big five leader, a notorious figure, stood tall but visibly shaken, his youth contrasting with the severity of the charges against him. Ashley and Jason, both trembling slightly, watched from their seats, knowing the weight their statements carried in this pivotal moment. The judge’s gavel fell with a resounding thud. “Based on the evidence presented and the witnesses’ testimonies, I hereby sentence the defendant to two years in a Juvenile prison, followed by one year of probation and community service upon release.” The courtroom erupted in murmurs, and the Big five leader’s eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn’t fathom the reality of spending time behind bars, and his emotions overflowed. He lashed out, shouting and demanding to be set free. As the commotion escalated, court officers moved swiftly to restrain him. They pulled him away, his protests echoing through the chamber. In the midst of the cha