Sam rolled his eyes at the cop.<span style="font-style: italic">Why watch my mouth if I'm about to get treated like a criminal?</span>He let his eyes fall to the ground when the principal came in and didn't pay attention to what was being discussed. Sam decided that he didn't care anymore. As the principal split from his conversation with the cops, the cops began escorting them to the police vans. Sam dragged his feet and walked along with them. The ride didn't seem to last too long. Once they were in the station, they were put in a holding cell. Sam didn't like that very much. He found a corner in the back and sat himself in it with his knees up and his head down. He could hear the cops contacting parents and arranging to have them meet them at the station.<span style="font-style: italic">I guess this means I'm going to be here for a while.</span>Sam sighed and kept his head low as he remained sitting in his corner away from the others.