Taylor POV

We sat in the prison cell but don't worry it wasn't the prison you see on TV it's much smaller. With little people it was like a temporary prison.

"What are we going to do?!" Ethan yelled banging his head against the bars.

"Don't worry we will get out of here."

"Ya but who was the person or people that spray painted the wall?!" Ethan said angryly.

"We got to find them." I say.

"So kids we decided you two have to do one thousand hours of community service." The poilce women comes marching to the outside of pur cell.

"But it wasn't us!" Ethan yells.

"Haha oh really? Do you guys weren't the teens holding the spray cans next to the sprayed paint wall?"  She asked.

"It wasn't us we can prove it!" I say not having a clue how we could prove it was us.

"Oh ya? Sorry kids. One thousand hours of community service." She said unlicking the cell. How the heck would I do one thousand hours of community service with all my school work?!

"Please let us prove it!"  I beg.

"Hey just let them try. And I'll help." A police man said.

"Thank you!" I say smiling.

"I'm Jonathan but people call me Sub." He says. I shake his hand. He looked young. Like just two years older than Ethan and I. He had red hair but no freckles. He also had green eyes. I never seen a red haired boy with green eyes.

"I'm Taylor and this is Ethan." I say pointing at Ethan. Sub nods smiling.

"So are you two together?" Sub asks.

"Oh no no no. We are just friends. Why?" I ask.

"No I was just wondering." Sub smiles. "So you guys don't need to worry about school for now. So maybe we can start looking for clues tomorrow?" Subs eyes sparkle.

"Y-ya." I say stareing at Sub. Then I snap back into reality because Ethan nudges my shoulder.

"Ok we better go now." Ethan says turning me around.

"Ya ya ya Sub is dreamy or whatever lets go back to the dorms." Ethan says. He seemed mad or jealose I couldn't decide.

"Why are you mad?" I ask.

"I'm not mad." Then I realize he was mad because whenver he was mad he would answer my questions in short sentences or one word sentences.

Ethan POV

Why was I jealose. Maybe because I could tell Taylor may like Sub or whatever his name is...I can't like Taylor. We tried a relationship in the past. I can't be crushing on my Ex. Atleast we stayed friejds when we broke up. Our relationship wasn't working out anyway. We both decided to just stay friends. No someone didn't cheat or anything like that we just lost our spark...well maybe Taylor lost the spark but I don't know if I did.

"Ok...at least summer is coming soon." Taylor says.

"Yes but if we don't hurry and find out who sprayed painted the wall all our summer will be is community service." I say.

"That's why you are mad." I didn't know exactly what I was mad. Was it just the stess?

"Ya..." I say. I walk faster to the dorms.
Love is messed up. I should never fall in love again.

We finally go to our dorms and get ready. We go outside to where the sprayed painted wall was. I hope the don't take the painting down. Its beautiful. I bend down to grab the cans.

"Wait the thumb prints! We can See the thumb prints and check who held this before we did!" I say

"Ya!" Taylor grabs the can and we walk to the poilice station.

"Can you tell who's thumb prints are on the spray can?" Taylor says to Sub.

"Ya sure. I'll be back." Sub stands up and goes to a room.

"I hope this idea works." I say leaning afainst the table. Taylor nods.

"So we didn't detect any other finger prints than yours," Sub says walking into the room. "You just gave us more evidence against you two."

"Ugh they probably wore gloves." I say crossing my arms.

"Sorry you two have to do one thousand hours of community service during the summer." Sub sighs. Taylor and I sigh.

"And you two will be seperated. So Ethan will go to another place to do community service."

"What?!" Taylor yells.

"Do I'll barely see him during the summer?!" Taylor yells.

"Yeah." Sub says.

*Time skip to next dat*

Taylor POV

I explained everything to Sketch of course so he knew what was going on. It was the weekend and I did have work to do. I was still sad we didn't find who actually did it. Then my phone buzzes it's from sketch.

Hey Taylor! Wanna hangout today? But not like a date.

Ya sure what time?

Any time.

Maybe in and hour?

Ya sure.

Is Ethan coming?

No he said he had to do something.

Oh ok.

Ok hope you enjoyed and ya.  Ok byeeee.