Daniel's P.O.V.

   "See you around," I hear Joey call after me whenever I am approaching my lawyer. I like the name Joseph, too. He could have no name and for some reason just looking at him would give him am identity.

   "Okay Daniel. We can do this. You obviously know you didn't kill the man and I know it as well. The hard part is getting your judge and jury to believe it. They have no other possible people to convict but you so we have to make every piece of evidence count. Okay?" Mr. Finch (anyone know that reference) says to me with a very convincing look on his face.
   "Alright," I reply to him. However we both know that if i'm the only possible person to have killed the man then I will be the one to get convicted. It is just the only logical thing for the judge and jurors.

   After what feels like years of my trying to explain to the court what happened, I can tell they are beginning to buy my story. I glance over to the jurors and take a look at each of their appearances. Most of them wearing boring black or blue suits and white dresses. But one person is wearing a beautiful blue-green dress with the most gorgeous design I have ever seen on it. It took me a minute to realize what this unique color reminded me of. But then it hit me, Joey's eyes.

    If I don't get thrown in jail for atleast a few days, how am I supposed to ever see him again. Yeah, I know I kinda played it off as I didn't like him. But I didn't even know if he was gay or not. I mean, he's definetly gay but you can't just go around assuming someone's sexuality because you nay assume wrong and that is where people get affended.

    "I have something to admit," I yell from the witness stand and turn towards Judge Taylor, "I killed the man. I did it. This whole story is just bullshit. Save yourself some time and just take me to the state pen," I say. Everyone in the court room just gives me a very surprised look, especially Mr. Finch. I too, am a bit surprised considering I did not in fact kill the man. But hey, I guess seeing someone as beautiful as Joseph really can make you do some fucked up shit.

   Judge Taylor pronounces me guilty and I am placed back into handcuffs. I make sure I tell everyone to have a lovely day as the officers shove me out of the door of the room. The lead me outside and I am placed back into the cop car that I was brought here in. Now, I can only hope that my not well thought out plan turns into the best thing in my life.

   After all, maybe i'll get to see my pen pal again.