in which billie gets admitted into a reform school to atone for her crimes, but is unexpectedly arriving right in the middle of a roaring gang rivalry - one that paints the entire school in blood.
"repeat after me, baby. jahseh, 'god said.' from t...
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—𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄
"rise and shine, blue." i heard xyla's voice through my light sleep. i slowly opened my eyes and tried to adjust my eyes to the fluorescent light. i looked over at her and she was already dressed, her hair damp and in clumps.
"what time is it?"
"ten. an hour to shower, eat and get to first period. that is, if you even feel like going."
"you couldn't have woken me up a bit earlier so that i could have some more time?"
she chuckled. "i'm not your alarm clock. consider this my welcoming service to you, waking you up. from now on you're on your own."
"thanks for the welcoming service," i said sarcastically, slowly sitting up and rubbing my eyes.
"your class starts at eleven, don't forget."
"please tell me they have good soap and shit in the commissary," i said, furrowing my eyebrows. i had already brought the necessary toiletries but i'd obviously run out soon enough, so i had to make sure that there was something adequate enough in the commissary.
"yeah, they have some generic shit and name brands, but again if that doesn't satisfy you you could always go out to an actual store and buy your own."
"they provide towels and shit?" i asked, even though, once again, i had my own.
"yes ma'am, you'll find 'em in the showers," xyla said, "i'll take you there, come on."
i got up out of the bed and dug around in my duffel bag, pulling out the clothes that i was going to change into. i also grabbed my soaps and hygiene items so that i could handle everything at once and be ready to go.
xyla led me out of our dorm and out into the hallways where it seemed that everyone was moving in the same direction, either to the showers or to the cafeteria to get breakfast.
we arrived at a huge open section where anyone could walk in or out. the floor was wet and the air was steamy, the overwhelmingly loud sound of many showers on at the same time filling my ears.
there were naked girls walking around the showere, comfortable enough to do so and not worried at all if any teacher were to come in and see. some girls were trading soaps and towels and some girls were taking showers with each other. there was a little bit of everything happening in there.
"here are the showers, knock yourself out. i already took mine this morning," xyla said, gesturing to the showers. "i'll wait 'till you finish."
