Orange is not your colour - REWRITING!!!!

Chapter 2: ready for these balls?

Chapter 2

Three days had passed in this hell hole and I didn't quite understand how I had survived. I hadn't eaten since the morning I left to come here.

The day after my 'animal heart' incident, I attended breakfast and to my dismay, Barbie's minions had skipped me in the line. They completely ignored my presence. I do not understand how long I'm going to go without food!. And just my luck the snack machine has been conveniently 'out-of-order' for who knows how long and everyone is too scared to share their food with me as they may also become a target by Barbie and her minions. 

And what's even worse is that I have to see that ratchet blonde head of hers every night as we are situated in the same room and more specifically, I am sleeping right on top of her. My desperate measures had left me pleading to change rooms but my inquiry was declined as my stay here has only been a mere three days and it was 'too early to complain'. 

I've also come to the realisation that the whole system is corrupt. The JJC officer's completely ignore the fact that I'm being starved to death and the warden and his executive assistant do not give a crap as "I brought this upon myself".

The hierarchy in this place is also totally messed up! You see "white rich bitches" like myself fall right on the bottom of the hierarchy.

I had no other choice but to contact my parents and inform them about this. I know they will do something about it and I also know the repercussions will further aid my image as the "spoilt white rich bitch". Unfortunately my desperation left me willing to pay the price as my life is on the line. 

Breakfast had just commenced and I decided to quickly head over to the communication area where the phones are located in hopes that there is a vacant phone booth.

As I power walked out of my room and past the dining hall, I hit into a hard object which caused me to fall straight down onto my behind.

"Ouch" I let out, rubbing my butt.

I then hear a male laugh.

"Want me to rub it for you"

I looked up and internally screamed. His piercing blue green eyes peered towards me with a hint of amusement. His unshaven stubble lined across his jaw made him even more attractive if that was even possible. I followed his eyes to his arms which were covered in ink. His tattoos were mesmerising and it made him even more attractive.

I was so enticed by his looks that it took me several seconds to finally recognise him as that guy Wolfe who Oreos and the rest of the girls were obsessed with.

I escaped my thoughts and returned to reality.

"No I think I'm fine thanks" I reply, pushing myself up from the ground.

"You're that new, rich white girl everyone keeps talking about right?" He asks, looking me straight into the eyes.

This allowed me to gain the full extent of his beauty. He was quite the sex God I must say.

"So is that the image I've created for myself?" I ask dryly.

"You've got quite the mouth on you. I think that is what created this image for you" He added whilst raising his brows.

"Oh please, I've got a mouth and I have a right to use it" I retorted, rolling my eyes.

"You could use it for other things." He replied whilst smirking. 

My mouth dropped at his words and somehow my dirty mind came into play. 

"You're disgusting" I say and push him out of the way, returning to my journey to the communication area.