To be Pretty in Prison

5

Urgh wish I was naming chapters cause I'd call this one "Prison Gay" .... you'll see why 😂

Going about my day was tough after my meeting with Max but there were plenty of distractions to help me manage. I skipped breakfast when one of the guards said they'd escort me to the wardens office.

I was a little uncomfortable it wasn't Mulhern moving me but I guessed he was busy and thankfully this stand-in guard wasn't too bad, just a little rough with the shoving.

Warden Cowell wasn't there when I reached, I was taken straight down to the basement and there were a list of instructions stuck to the rusty bodywork of the car.

The guard unchained me and left, locking the door behind him while I read through the note.

He wanted a list of all the parts and tools I'd need, I sighed and looked over the car. Preplanning had never been my engineering strong suit, I liked to tackle a problem when it arose but I decided doing a quick sweep of the car wouldn't hurt.

I sat down in the front seat, looking for the keys when I realised there were none. I stopped and frowned. How was I supposed to know what was and wasn't working?!

I huffed and looked at the ignition and read the second sticky note stuck there, Legally it would look very bad if I gave an inmate the keys to a vehicle without proper supervision. You'll have to make do.

I sighed and shook my head as I climbed back out of the car, not before popping open the bonnet.

At first glance engine wasn't too bad actually, it seemed in pretty good condition with just a few weather worn bolts and caps to be replaced so It would be returned to mint. The main issue seemed to be with the electrics, there was water damage and actually holes in the liquid cooling system. The exhaust pipe was disintegrating and somehow the crank shaft was broken. The brakes needed bleeding badly and the body work needed a complete redo.

I pulled on some gloves and took a look at the oil filters and winced, those would have to be replaced.

I started making a list of everything I'd need to replace and restore and then started working out the what the little parts were that I would need.

Time passed by so quickly, I never stopped to think about my situation and instead just focused on the job, a fun garage project that kept my mind busy like a good puzzle.

Unfortunately for me though, that wasn't my garage and that car was a job. A job I was limited to working on when the prison warden allowed it. So it was too soon I was being dragged back out of the garage to be taken to the canteen for lunch.

I was starving, but I also hated being around people in this place. I did thank my lucky stars however that I was no longer dressed in bright orange uniform like the rest of the bus I'd arrived with. I blended in better because I'd moved up to the D dorm bunks so fast. This meant that for once, I was able to move through the queue for food without any issues.

Apart from one short pink hard issue who came bounding up beside me with his own tray as soon as I'd exited the queue.

"Hey fish how's it going? I haven't seen you in ageees! Heard you've made it big time."

"Somethin' like that." I grumbled deeply, my eyes flickering around the canteen and catching Max's powerful glare, he nodded to two spare seats towards the end of his table. I looked to chatty and then back at him.

He nodded slowly and I let out a breath, "Follow me and don't fucking annoy anyone."

"Where are we going?" Chatty chirped, skipping along next to me but slowing down as soon as he saw who we were approaching, "H-hey you know what I-I might just go y-yknow, anywhere that isn't there."