Thread: Not So Snow White (Mr Quixotic & Aurelia)

The moment her last words had left her mouth, Sofia felt a chill running down her spine. It all laid out now on how the Dean would take her. Which, quite frankly, she had already guessed, not to well. At the first sign of him beginning to shake his head back and forth, the feeling had started. She had kept going until she couldn't much further, all in known vain. Something had to give, surely. At least, that was all she kept telling herself. Assuring that somewhere, Hunter would find truth in a bit of her words. But that was all but wishful thinking. Soon as his words of the cameras began, her eyes gave a slight narrow and her fists clenched at her side for a passing moment. It all suddenly sending a twinge of hate through her veins. Of course they are. Came her quick retort, usually so good at holding her tongue. Then again, her hopeful future career had never been on such a thin line. And witnesses!? He surely must be mad. The raven haired girl knew for a unwavering fact that there couldn't be such a thing because this situation hadn't happened. Within only the short moments of his not understanding towards her words and the fact that he wouldn't even give a glance to her situation, she knew he was in on it. Somewhere along the line her mother had conned - or much more her route, blackmailed - this man under her wing. And it was working splendidly in his favor. While she could normally fight whatever evil her mouth had conjured up in the past, this one held a lot more power. Hunter could easily sit there and spew whatever words he wanted against hers, only cause she also knew they sounded lame at best. To blame a mother for planting drugs, to have him saying she was the one that had wondered and cared so deeply for her daughters well being. God she wanted to puke. Slow and deep breaths were all she could muster at the time. The camera was on her and she had to keep that in mind. Say to much and it could only ruin more, silence didn't play well either, but it kept her from saying something the male across the desk could use to twist around. 'A caring woman. ' A most sarcastic scoff escaped from her lips unedited soon as he smiled at her. If she had no proof of her own before, that was all she needed. She couldn't remember the last time that woman had shed a tear let alone a care towards her daughter. This man was clearly in with her. He fell silent and she heavily debated on words, but chose to bite her tongue. Not yet. She would have her turn. The amber eyes dropped towards the file he began to page through and a sweat formed only so on her hair line. Her eyes lifted just as his and she held his silent stare like a champion. It had nothing on her mothers. What she didn't expect, however, was his next bit of actually being torn. Unless this was all part of Evelyn's plan as well. Regardless, she listened a bit more intently, carefully watching and grasping at his words. If there was a way out of all this, it would probably lie in wait here. The smallest of clenches happened across her jaw line in between it. He wanted her to actually admit to such things? He must have been tighter wound then she thought. Everything seemed better then his second option which she was certain he could have happen quite easily with any bit of hand Eve would add in. Sofia may have been smart enough, but he was right. Her strength was mediocre and surely some woman who was in jail for murder or the like, could easily take her over. Not to also mention the guards that could easily be bought into making every day of her life there a living hell. If that didn't wish to do it on free will. For once, her eyes dared back to the camera as her sixty seconds began. Then they looked back and she started to speak she would have to do it efficiently if he kept to the exact minute. Even if I was to confess to a crime I have not actually committed whats to say you don't use me undercover and then use the tape against me? Sofia asked quite easily. If I am to make a false statement that could possibly screw me over for the rest of my life, I would only hope that I could also have some collateral that you hold up your end of the bargain. Maybe confessing, into the camera, that you and my mother, Evelyn, are in on this together? As much as she hated it, or would probably regret everything, the female was more then willing to try and save her schooling if she could get her own security of at least being able to put up a fight later. If I can also get a confession from you, I shall do whatever is needed undercover to help stop this drug problem. But also in promise that the tape is then erased and I am free to go on my way without problems. ... Her minute was up. She hadn't complete accepted the offer, so she could only hope this was good enough to buy her more time.