Welcome To The: BUNK

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Following after i kept a eye fixed on the thin boy shuffling behind me. How did he know? None of those group kids saw, they were all around the corner? But jane jane had talked to Bruce about what happened... I slowed my pace to match his own, but we both still followed after Travis as he marched on with determination in his bare foot step.

"How do you really know if it was really me that attacked that kid?"

"Are you really sure, you want to bring that back up, hes still crying about his shirt Tip for drag sake!" Travis spat.

"Travis. . ." I hissed. Travis held up his hands, shrugging his wide shoulders and turned his attention away. I needed to know.

"Fine, what ever cupcake." Travis mummbled. I turned my gaze back to the dark haired boy. He seemed to leap when he noticed my gaze on him, he cleared his throat loudly.

"Well ummm. . .uh," he stuttered. Took a deep breath turning his head towards me flicking his head to the side his hair moving with the motion.

"ya?" my pacients grew thin, like pulling a weak string ready to brake in too.

"Im a cleaner-" he stated.

"then stick to cleaning and your ears out of others inmates business!" i snapped, already this thin boy has gotten on to my nerves twice. he was pulling dangrtously hard on my thin string.

"I always have to be around to pick up the messes. . . i saw the mess some kid made in the hall, then I hear the new girl cracked during her first day of training, punching and screaming. You know, it doesn't take a real smart person to put the peices togther, acsully it was honestly easy words, rumors, stories they all travel pretty quick around here, just a heads up next time you want to go crazy again." he said turning his head back forward. I bit down on the inside of my cheeck to keep silent, hearing the sarcastic sneers, and open pauses just waiting for a few of my own words but, I held back for another time. A leader always remains calm,. . .ha! Like I was ever a leader. I scowled my self bitterly. I even had the feeling his words also had a double meaning. Could they both be in the 'reaitnance'? Was it a really bright idea to follow this large gyy, and the smart mouth running besides me? A low chuckle sounded from the massive brute standing besides me, as a sly smirk placed its self on the other boys cracked lips. I took a long deep breath forcing the boiled emotions down. If I wanted to survive and find a group to hide in, I guess getting on Maggies bad side by attacking her lackey rats was out of the question.

"So, cleaning is your task, your assingment?" I kicked at a strange substances staining a small space on the worn flooring, crossing my arms over my chest for a sence of silent comfort.

"I guess so, i really would of prefered the camera crew. Now that would be a cool thing to do! Can you imagen that Travis, spying on everyone, hey! Maybe I could finally see who's been stealing my shoes!" Travis barked out a hearty laugh, tipping his head back then forward with another smirk.

"Your as bad as Ronnie, and that's probably why your not a monitor fly" Sheen spoke low under his breath darkly, as he scent a pointed look towards the other male inmate. Camera crew, Monitor Fly, white bunk terms.

"Camera crew?"

"Yep, a group of internees chosen by all mighty Jane her self to monitor the cameras over certain levels and report back to her or the guards" the thin boy answered then paused and spoke again.

"Oh sorry your still kinda new?"

"Im not new to the common reference to the assigned daily chores and routine procedure giving from the adults"