Sophia:
It was the morning of the court date, one that would decide the band's fate. I still didn't understand how Sean planned to work, and I didn't understand all the evidence he and Logan had piled against Stanley in one day, but he was confident he could do it, and I trusted him.
I had been up since three this morning, my stomach churning with uncertainty about what would come for Death by Arcade. I hated knowing this might be it if his slimy lies ruined the band's reputation. I wasn't sure what that meant. We had all clung tightly to the thought that maybe the jury would see through his lies... But I wasn't so sure.
The mug of coffee in my hands had long since been cold, chilling away under the morning mist falling over the bus. My fingers ached, my head throbbed. A song had been
