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𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗦 she waddled towards the van. The van reeked of regret, guilt, and sadness. It just wasn't a great atmosphere.
She sat next to a woman with short curly hair. Ally didn't notice how long she was staring at the woman until the woman glared at her, making Ally immediately look away.
Soon, a blonde-haired woman sat next to Ally. "That it?" an Italian woman with brown wavy hair asked. "One more coming." the guard replied. "My zipper's broken." the blonde-haired woman spoke. " First time down?" the brunette asked. "My first time here?" the blonde-haired responded. "Oh, no your first time in prison?" the brunette clarified. " Oh, yeah," the blonde spoke.
" What's your name? Your last name. Everybody uses last names around here" Morello asked. " I'm Morello and that is Watson and that is Harris. " Morello spoke. " Chapman," Piper responded.
𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗢 𝗟𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦, leading Chapman and Diaz to their bunks first. Aaliyah watched as Morello gave Chapman extra stuff and didn't give Diaz anything. By the looks of Janae's face, she looked pretty confused as well. Morello then led Aaliyah and Janae to their bunks. Janae rolled her eyes as soon as she realized she was sharing a room with Aaliyah for now. Aaliyah noticed but just ignored it.
Morello then walked away after showing the two girls the room they would be sharing. Aaliyah was hoping that they would get extra stuff like Chapman did but that didn't happen. "Fucking racist bitch. " Janae muttered under her breath, loud enough that Aaliyah was able to hear. Aaliyah was also a bit offended they didn't get extra supplies like Chapman but she didn't care much. Watson seemed to care more though.
𝗔𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗬𝗔𝗛 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗚𝗢 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗥, because first of all, it would be awkward because she knew no one here and second of all, she was too depressed to eat. She couldn't believe her life came to this. Originally, Aaliyah wasn't gonna spend 5 years of her life in prison. It was supposed to be 6 months but Emile's parents paid off the judge to give her more time than what was needed. It also didn't help that Emile was white and Aaliyah was black. It was a pretty shitty situation. Aaliyah could kiss medical school goodbye now.
𝗔𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗬𝗔𝗛 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗥, having not known about orientation because nobody told her. " Sorry I'm late ", Ally let out, in between her pants. "Sit down", CO Thompson spoke sternly in an annoyed tone. Ally looked around for a seat and there was only one left. Unfortunately, it was the one next to the girl who probably hated her already. Ally anxiously waddled towards the seat next to Watson. As soon as she sat in the uncomfortable chair, Watson rolled her eyes. Ally couldn't understand why the taller girl hated her so much even though they never talked.
Aaliyah did her best to avoid looking at Watson as she drew her attention to the screen. "Hi. Welcome to the Federal Department of Corrections, where we strive to maintain facilities that are secure, humane, and cost-effective. " Janae let out a snicker at hearing the lady's sentence. It was a complete lie anyway.
After the video that CO Thompson had shown, a tall man with a mustache came in. Ally was instantly disgusted by him for some reason. She couldn't explain why but she just didn't want to be around him. "This is a piece of copper pipe. And it was taken from the laundry room." CO Mendez spoke, before clanging the copper pipe against his palm. "This was used to break two ribs. Could also be used to crack your skull... break your knee, and muss up your makeup. Amongst other things " The tall man spoke. Ally didn't get the point of all of this because it was useless whatsoever. "Suicidal thoughts will come. Frequently. Some days, it'll feel like there are no other thoughts. ", "Do it", they'll say, end it, come on. " The guy spoke. What a way to make the depressed inmates feel better.
"You'll be assigned bunks soon. Uniform issue is next week. State your correct size on the form. No baggy hip-hop pants. Yes, I'm lookin' at you." Caputo spoke, making Janae cross her arms, not liking the sudden attention.
"Plastic toothbrush with a razor-blase melted right into it." the creepy mustache guy spoke. He then pretended to slit his neck, wrist, and his crotch with it. "Yeah, probably shouldn't have shown you that one " CO Mendez utters.
