Community Service

Beginning of hell

(Picture Sarah as the photo cover for this chapter. Blonde,cute,innocent)

I write with a lot of dialogue so if you don't like it sorry.

Here i am, in a orange jump suit. The smell of the trash being collected is foul and rotten. I inspect everybody around me, all young juveniles with a small future, it's sad to say but easy to believe. My eyes glaring at one specific boy with loads of tattoos. He looks very dirty, not the seductive dirty but the greasy hair, soil on his arms and fingers, unhygienic dirty.

As my eyes wonder around this shit hole i begin to think about Zara and why she did this. I couldn't think of a valid reason, the only feeling i get thinking about her is pure hatred and anger rushing through my veins.

I go ahead and collect some rubbish.

"Hello, you filthy juveniles. How are we today? To be truthful i couldn't care less. My name is Andy, I'm your supervisor for the whole time you lot are collecting trash. I expect you shits here 9am sharp every morning and leave my sight by 3pm, you got it?" Shouts the rude, bearded man.

He seems awfully rude and to be serious here, it's going to be a long 8 months.

I keep collecting rubbish. A slight nudge against my shoulder catches my attention.

"Oh my god i'm so sorry!" a girl speaks.

"Oh no it's fine" I let out a giggle.

"I'm Kate."

"I'm Sarah" i respond shaking her hand.

She seems nice, at least now i have some one to keep me company for these long months. She is quite short, she has green eyes and short bleach blonde hair. We begin ranting on about our sentences and i start to tell her how i got myself in here. Still picking up rubbish, her eyes escape mine to look behind me.

"And why are you late?" i hear Andy ask from behind me.

I turn in curiosity. There stands a young looking boy maybe a few years older than myself.
He's wearing a plain black tank top with his jump suit only on his legs. He walks through Kate and i, ignoring Andy the rude supervisor which by the way, i don't blame him for ignoring the asshole. His shoulder brushes against me, not soft, but not too hard. I kind of stumble a little bit to regain my balance.

"Sorry, babe" he says as he winks.

He has deep brown eyes, very mysterious looking, the basic bad boy look.

"I'm not your babe." i reply rudely instantly regretting.
"Is that so?" He approaches me. I back away realising i have really stuffed up.
"I'm Kyle." He continues.
"Sarah." I say, pressed up to the fence behind me.

He places his arm above my head and rests it on the fence, our eyes meet one another. At this point my heart is racing, my head is pounding. I don't know what to think. I thought he was going to kill me. You can't blame me for jumping to conclusions, we are in a community service centre, meaning BAD place, BAD people. 

"Nice- well almost nice to meet you, Sarah" he says still gazing in my eyes.
"Same for you, Kyle." I reply hoping he can't see the fear in me.

He laughs under his breath and walks away with such a bad boy strut. Urgh, let's hope we never cross paths like that again.

"You just-you-what-just-happened" Kate says struggling to find the right words.
"I don't know.."
"Never scare me like that." she says wiping invisible sweat off her forehead.
"Just another juvenile"