[ Nah, this is good! ^^; Oddly enough, my Aunt used to work in a prison as a secretary and told me some of the things they do when they bring in new prisoners. So, I have a bit of knowledge about it. Good, this will help my posts! ]
• "RUE" • SADIE • PIKKE •
{No, you can't control me. No, I'm not your pet. You can't just keep me locked away; On that, do you wanna bet?}
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Rue sauntered slowly down the empty halls of the prison while an officer tugged on her arm to keep her moving. Her hands cuffed, and her head slightly forward, but enough so a few loose hairs fell to her face. She listened to the man drone on and on about the "scum" that was locked up here and that all these kids had ruined their lives. The way his top lip curled up when he spoke in disgust made her want to scoff. Really? Seems to me, my life had just begun, her arrogant teenage mind wanted to spat back. It's not that she was scared to, it just wasn't worth her time. She began to shut his voice out of her mind, listening only to the shuffling sounds the orange jumpsuit made with each step. They had taken everything from her, even her old clothes, and replaced them with the ugly jumpsuit that felt like it was two sizes too big.
She was new to this, as well as a bunch of other teenagers, but it felt like it was natural. All of this had been expected and she acted like it was routine. It must have come from her many experiences with officers. They were all the same. Do this, and do that... she mocked them to herself. As she did, a sly smile formed on her lips and she fought the urge to laugh. Soon, she was led to a big heavy door with all the other "newbies" and her thoughts were replaced with the sound of the prisoners. They were going crazy, like someone had just scored the winning goal in a football game. She listened as they pounded on the walls of their cells, and shouted curse words at them even through the wall. It all seemed to get louder as the door was swung open, and she was led through, the officer escorting her in giving her arm another tug. Ah, here we go, She thought as she braced herself for the comments she was gonna get. She'd loose her temper almost instantly and would just have to go through another lecture.
She clenched her teeth together angrily as she neared the first few cells, receiving whistles from guys as well as shouting and cursing from the rest of them. She rolled her eyes, before scanning her surroundings once more. A few officers had raised their voices too, but instead to keep the teens under control. It all went by so quickly, and before she knew it, she was facing an empty cell and her escort had finally stopped tugging on her arm to unlock the door. Looks like she'd be the only one occupying this one. Once he had the door open, she was led inside and the officer backed away from her instead of turning and leaving. She listened to the clatter of the bars sliding back into place and then the lock clicked as if to say, "your in there now." The cell was pretty dark and lonely, but she didn't care. "Pikke! You gonna get those cuffs off, or not?" the officer offered, motioning his head towards a small break in the bars where there was just enough room for her to place her hands through and get the cuffs taken off.
With a sigh, she backed her way up to the door and put her hands through the hole. She felt his hand grab her wrists as he unlocked the cuffs and backed away quickly, hoping that no one had seen him. She knew how he reacted, even with her back turned. She felt the sudden urge to get away was he pushed off her wrists and heard the two footsteps on the cement floor. No reason to be afraid... her dark mind muttered to her. It made her feel like she had power over him, like she wasn't the new kid on the block. Another sly smile. She brought her wrists back towards her and turned to look out of the cell. The officer was already gone, she couldn't help but notice the cell directly across from her that held a girl with dark brown hair. She had a sort of alpha feel to her, probably because she was the only one who wasn't shouting or acting like a caged animal. Oh well, she thought as she wrapped her arms around the bars and just watched as the rest of the newbies were "caged."
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