Welcome To The: BUNK

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                 I reached the mess hall and slide over to the food line, a large hole in the side of the mess hall that supplies the bunk daily meals, even refreshments. A familiar tall dark head of shoulder length hair already in line caught my attention.  Gabreil the tall dark head was nestled between two other inmates that shuffled along holding similar silver trays, collecting food. Moving forward, cutting thru the line, I gradded a metal tray provided, and slide along gathering the given pruducts for the breakfast meal. The food provided was the same items from any other meal. Same strange looking meat  product, same leafy type of vegetable that looked like a weed that grew in thw cracks of the compound after it rains. Same fruit, an apple, and always the same thin bendable metal cup holding either a strange paste like liquid, or clear water at the end of the line.

"Morning Nickles, I heard there was a commotion with Caputo in your cell block?" Gabreil voice moved into my ears as we both picked up our trays and left the food line to stand a little ways off in a corner shadow.

"You could say that" I agreed shrugging my shoulders. I watched her expression  for anything, something diffrent then the pressed fake smile always on her features.

"What was it?"she asked, leaning forward as if the information I held was the greatest secret since knowing a inmate could make bandages out of toilet paper . Gabriel flashed a smile towards a passing inmate, who waved a solemn good morning.

"Caputo was dishing out stolen food, Mast thinks a Hunter boy did it, snitch him out that is" Gabreil gave a nod of her tall skinny head, her dark gaze sweeping over the hell mass.

"What group was Caputo from?" She asked her eyes brows knitting together as a clueless expression came across her pale face.

"Your group, our group"

"Our group, that a weird way to put it since you turned down Vallos offer. I'm in charge here its my group" she said with a calm smile as if the threat in her voice wasnt clear enough.

"Oh that's for sure"

"Its my group. I'm in charge" she hissed calmly with a smile.

"Thats for shank sure, and look at the great job your doing. You dont even remeber the kids in your group do you!" I snapped.  Her features remained unchanging, she remained  unaffected to my voiced challenge and threat.

"Well if that's all-"

"Your not on the list, are you?" I snapped. A frown pulled at her red bitten lips as she looked down at me, her eyes dry with any flicker of emotion . A burning feeling of anger and fear of finals relizing I had no help, pulled at the muscles requiring in my arms.

"List?"

"Don't play stupid Gab, your not very good at it. Are you on the list?"

"My monitor assiments showed up regularly" I pasued from turning away, leaving the conversation with a some what satisfied answer, but that's what I've  been doing for almost three full years. Gears turned and clicked in my head in places I kept buried in cobwebs.

"You set me up didn't you. Last week that radon doctors visit with the blond adult. That wasn't random was it?"

"Why say that, it could totally have been at random. I hear that winter cough might be coming early this year. Shocker right?" She turned away then slowly turned back on the balls off her feet. A smug grin wedged onto her face.

"But hey arent you in fact almost twenty years old?" She replyed inccently.  a loud bang then clatter rang out around us as I held Gabriel gaze. Gasps followed the rang to echo it, as the mess halls entire population turned.