Enrique drummed his fingers over a record of Aerosmith's Greatest Hits, he pushed the disc into the player and smiled as he heard 'Dream On'. As he gripped the record shop's refrigerator door he heard the open door bell ring. He spun around looking at the door, the instant he spotted her his stomach dropped. She had bright blonde hair, blue eyes, she was wearing a blue tank top and shortcut jeans. She walked in and began looking at some of the rock CD's. She glanced over at Enrique and flashed a smile, at that point he couldn't help but do what he did next. He vaulted over the counter and pushed his hair back then made his way over to her. He leaned over the aisle and looked across at her, she giggled and he leaned over the aisle more and grabbed a CD and held it up.
"You might like this," he said with a flirtatious smile.
"The Offspring?" She asked, Enrique found it kind of cute when chicks didn't know the music he had here.
"Dex Holland singing, Pete Parada on drums, and Noodles Wasserman on guitar" Enrique said leaning closer to her, "I have the vinyl if you want it."
"But I don't have a record player," She said looking down.
"I have one, maybe you could come over some time and we could listen to it. And if we get bored..." Enrique was looking her in the eyes, he was leaning in for a kiss when he heard the door open. He let out an annoyed sigh and leaned back onto his side of the aisle, "Just a moment."
He looked towards the door and saw one of the deputies. Enrique flashed a smile and bolted, he hopped over the counter as he heard 'Dream On' pick up pace on the speakers. He ran out the back door and slammed it behind him, he bolted off down the small alleyway and heard the door open behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and saw the deputy sprinting after him, Enrique pushed himself to go faster. He busted out of the alleyway onto the street and collided with a man and stumbled. Enrique picked himself up off the sidewalk and sprinted across the street and into the parking lot where he had parked his bike. He got on and twisted the ignition, he heard it rev up then sputter, he tried again and still the same result. He tried once more but felt two arms rap around his own and pin them to his sides, he looked down and saw the khaki color of the deputy's sleeves. He kicked and tried to get out of his grasp but was lifted up off his bike then pinned to the ground, he felt cold metal wrap around his wrists and he let out a very annoyed sigh.
"I haven't done anything!" He said as he was lifted by the cuffs and put on his feet, "This is bullshit! I didn't do anything!"
"Mr.Ortiz, you're being taken in under suspicion." Dpt. Henley said, "Don't get feisty with me boy, just be quite and well deal with this at the station."
Enrique squirmed but couldn't break free and hung his head as he was escorted back across the street, through the record store then out front into a squad car. He sat in the backseat and tried to calm down while he was driven down the street to the small police station. He was escorted out of the car and into the front of the building. He was sat in a small room with a view of the parking lot, he was told that he was going to be questioned about some graffiti about town. He figured he would be the first subject.