The 378 (Camren)

Chapter Six - LJ/CC Mixed Perspective

LAUREN'S POV

JUNE 3RD

14 MONTHS AND 30 DAYS LEFT

As I walk into 68's dorm, I find her standing in the middle looking at me with a soft smile, her eyebrows slightly raised.
'Did they pick up?' she asks calmly.
'Yes, thank you so much. It was probably so awkward asking for your third call in one day,' I say.
'Anytime! My unwanted privileges are always open for you,' she smiles.
'If you ever need anything, I can always pull some strings in my "underworld" network,' I joke nervously.
'Yeah, what do I get?'
I shut down, I feel my facial muscles tighten and I slightly choke on my own saliva. I think she just tried to flirt with me. But then again her face looks like a kid who just won a stuffed animal at the carnival. Although this was probably an innocent joke, I can't help but give a more serious answer. It feels like the perfect time to actually give her something. Something that will help her to unravel me. A piece of me.
'Me,' I whisper.
I slowly put one foot in front of the other, my breath is shaking and my heart is pounding in my chest. 68's face fully transformed from an immensely happy to a scared and nervous face. Her expression tells me she is letting me do whatever I'm about to, so I put another foot in front. We now stand about 15 inch away. My arms reach out for her hips and my fingers curl around her torso. I slowly pull her closer to me, at the same time I make the final step. We are now about four inches apart. I can hear her shaky and rapid breathing, I can feel the warm air coming out of her mouth. As I lean in to place my lips on hers she smiles, the corners of her mouth barley rise but just enough for me to let my lips crash into hers. Slowly but surely I feel her soft lips opening up underneath mine, her tongue slowly teasing my lips. Following 68's lead I open my mouth and slide my tongue into hers. I let my hand travel up her body intending to cup her jaw. She firmly grips my hand and pulls it down placing it on her lower back. She places one of her hands on my neck and slides it in my hair. She firmly pushes her body against mine while kissing me harder. 68's rougher side causes me to gasp, I stare her deep into her eyes, her fearful eyes have now turned into eager ones. She leans in once again, curving her entire body over mine. She ends the kiss by locking my lower lip in between her teeth and pulling it back.
'That'll do,' 68 says, panting.
I turn around at the sudden sound of people in the hallway.
'Oh it must be dinner time,' 68 says, still a little out of breath.
'Yeah we better follow the crowd,' I say still in shock.
I am usually the leader in things, I am the risk taker. In relationships I am always the "dominant" one, I'm the top, I make the first step, I come up with the ideas. I wouldn't say I wear the pants but I like taking control of certain situations, my relationships being one of them. I usually don't trust others with my emotions but I find myself falling in 68's arms without my mind actually giving permission to do so. Its like my soul trusts her to take care of me but my mind is unaware, it's scary. I follow 68 down the hall and into the cafeteria. Once we've filled our plates with disgusting prison food, We take a seat across from each other.
'Okay, so Lauren, now that I know your name, I th-'
I cut her off. 'No, that would make the game too easy, I still have to discover your name. You can't tell me okay?' I say.
'Okay sure, no names then, but I do want to know some other stuff,' she says smiling.
When she is physically interacting with me its like she is a whole different person, like she releases some inner passion that keeps blowing me away and causes me to stumble and fall all over her. Though when she talks she is back to her innocent self.
'Okay like what, you get 3 questions, they can't be too universal.'
'Okay genie. Will do,' she giggles. 'Uhm, lets see, oh I have one.'
'Bring it!' I say excitedly.
'What's your favorite TV show?' she asks.
'Oh uh, well that's easy, Game Of Thrones.'
'I have never seen it, it sounds fun, but weird at the same time,' she says.
'Oh my God, you have to see it! You know what, we'll go watch it together when were out,' I say, hoping she doesn't decline.
'Okay, I'll keep you up on that! Next question, what's your favorite color?' she asks.
'Really? Out of your three precious questions, you choose to ask me what's my favorite color?' I say laughing.
'What? It says a lot about a person!' she says, smiling broadly.
'Hahaha okay fine, black,' I say.
'Black's not a color,' she says with her eyebrows raised.
'Ugh whatever, really really really dark grey then,' I say.
She playfully rolls her eyes and looks down to take a bite from her plate. After swallowing some of my food I ask her to ask me the last question.
'Oh right, okay. Let's see, I don't want to waste the last one so, let me think.'
I look down to take another bite from my plate, giving her some time to think.
As I look up I see hesitation on her face, I wonder what she is about to ask me.
'What is your sexuality?' she asks with a more serious face.
I swallow hard, I am struggling to find my answer. Not because I know she wants to know for the future, but more so because I don't know. I jump when an older woman suddenly hits 68 on her head.

CAMILA'S POV

JUNE 3RD

13 MONTHS AND 30 DAYS LEFT.

'Ah!' I yell.
A bigger women puts her leg on the bench I'm sitting on and rests her elbow on it.
'You must be our new little princess,' she says weighing her head in a little to close for comfort.
'I-I don't know what you mean, I'm s-sorry,' I say, my voice shaking.
'Oh you will be!' She threatens.
'Yo back up!' Lauren yells.
'Oh how impolite of me, you must be the majesty's body guard,' she says extending her hand.
'What the fuck is your problem?' she asks declining her hand.
The woman picks her foot up and raises her voice, now yelling over the entire cafeteria.
'This little bitch got herself room 18!'
The entire room starts yelling over each other like dogs in a shelter.
'Oh my bad, that was a little too loud, wasn't it?' she asks teasingly.
The woman quickly gets pulled back by a guard, 'Back off Yolanda!' she yells.
I get up from my seat and try to walk away as calm as possible.
'68! Wait, hey hold up! Where are you going?' Lauren asks.
'To the councils office. I don't want this room, I can't have everybody hate me on the first day!' I yell. 'You've seen Orange Is The New Black right?' I ask.
'Yeah why?'
'Well you see what they did to Piper, that was because she acted all privileged. I don't want tampons for breakfast!' I say.
Lauren laughs, 'Listen, everybody wants that room, and you have it. This could be our ticket to "safety",' she says.
'What do you mean?'
'My attorney told me that surviving and making sure you stay on everyone's good side is key in prison,' she says.
'Everyone hates me and is jealous of me, how is that considered being on people's good side?' I ask.
'We could "rent" it out,' she says. 'That way we'll make tons of allies.'
'Well its not like the guards aren't going to know inmates aren't sleeping in their own beds,' I say.
'Well, you've seen Orange Is The New Black, you know how badly people want privacy,' she says raising her eyebrows.
'So you want me to rent out my room so that people can use my room to screw in? This is no brothel,' I say.
'I think its our best shot.'
'Our best shot?' I ask playfully.
'Yes, me as your royal body guard,' she smiles.