Welcome To The: BUNK

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         "Hey!" I immediately wanted to hush the learning boy for yelling. Even if the entire room it's self was being noises with early waking up inmates, guards could still single you out among the steaming, slumping crowds. I had no intentions of angering any guards, any time soon, for my own well being I turned my head away to glance around, releavied I saw no running yelling black uniforms.

  " hey peg get your lazy drag out of bed, you shank!" the brown haired boy shouted before me, standing in the door way of another cell bunk, the bared door open like all the rest. The burnett boy swung his thin pale arm lanching a base cotton stuffed pillow at the sleeping red head laying on a thin matries, apon a metal frame bunk. The pillow struck were he possibly intended, her head. Peg let out a annoyed, loud groan then shuffed off the bed. Givimg a interrogated glare of her pale green eyes.

"I was. . .sleeping" she complained rolling to her side, to face us on the hanging metal cot connected to the wall. She moved her hands to rub the tried expression from her freckled face, but ended up with no suscess in her efforts to fully awaken.

"We're going to miss our spin at the Landry wing!" The boy fired back.

"We have four hours in the spin room?" I commented refearing to the Landry room floor open to us once every four weeks to wash our essentials. The pillow and thin ichy blanket in my own arms needed a good wash, they were starting to stink up my cell block, and my bunkmate made sure to give me a earful about it, every chance she got. The boy turned towards me eyes wide with exaggeration, his head slightly slanted.

"Nickles, that's not the point!" He snapped playfully. A smile pulled at my lips until I obeyed the feeling, letting the warmth spread over my face.

"Peg get up" he winned swinging his hands to hit the bared wall to the right of the open door way. His fingers hitting over horizontal rusted metal rungs, giving off a horrible sounding vibration. Other passing inmates muttered irritated curses as they passed covering there ears, tried eyes glaring daggers at our direction. Peg released one last noise of protest before rolling off the cot, and pulling on the regulated tan compound given uniform of a t-shirt and pants over her undergarments she was sleeping in.

"Come on Bently! Let a girl sleep i was up all night doing janitor duty!" Peg complained. Picking up the pillow from his fallen place on the dusty ground and tossed the stained, worn, thin, crackling tan pillow with a drying drool stain on the side, back to the tall skinny boy, Bently.  in the "bunk" everyone went by thier last names to remind themselves of there parents, and family. Also possibly about freedom, or just a daily reminder of distance memories of the outside world.

"Not my fault you got janitor duty Pegs, maybe you shouldn't insult another  Gabriel group  kid? You know the bunk rules. Whine to Gabriel not me" Bently shot back with a smirk on his face, as he tucked the pillow under his arm. Gabriel was our group leader, ever cell block, hall, table, wash room is seprated among four groups. Gabriel, Jen, Voss, and Hunter. I had refused the offer, when given the choice it's to risky to be a group leader, from the former leader of Gabriel group, Lo Vallo.

"Shut the drag up Benly!" Peg hissed with squinty eyes.

"Make me." He dared wiggling his eyebrows in a teasing manner. Pegs face blushed a deep red all the way down to her shoulders as she swung her pillow, nearly knocking Bently into the inmate walking behind him near the safety railing of the metal blacony.

"You cant keep your mouth shut! You almost started a fight" he sneered. Bently fell back into step besides us as he staggered over his own clumsy feet. I heard Peg stomp her foot and huff out a sigh annoyed, as she stepped out to join is on the metal balcony outside her bunk cell
. Laughter rolled out of me the memories of the sisuwation pushing away daily worries. I quickly masked the laughter with dry smirking coughs seeing the glare Peg was giving me.