"Brandon," the captain called me. "Come here," he said.
I slowly stand up from my seat and make my way in their direction. I keep my head low, and I stand next to the captain, who's looking at me.
"Do you have anything to do with this? Do you know this girl?" he asked softly and took my ID—I mean Arya's from Blaise—and showed it to me.
Come on, Bran. Think.
"Don't even try to lie about it. I have watched the CCTV, and I saw that you dropped it when you put your bag in the locker," Blaise said.
I mentally slapped myself for being that reckless. I was in such a hurry earlier because Chesca was waiting for me that I didn't even notice that I had dropped something.
"I know her. I met her yesterday. When I was going home, I saw her fighting with three men. I helped her with that, but she left immediately after thanking me. I was about to leave when I noticed that on the floor. I plan to return it later."
