Killafornia

II.

Killafornia 

<>One Week Later<>

My patience by this point was completely shot. Level one is basically becoming the next level three with all these new rules and restrictions because it's the same so called gang bangers that arrived who are causing all the problems. From disrespecting officers- I sure as hell don't kiss their asses but I show them a decent amount of respect like anyone should - to gambling with snacks and luxuries for what? I don't know but the rest of us who just do our thing are ready to snap some necks. 

The door to my room was unlocked and I stepped out, heading straight for the stairs to get my breakfast like usual. I could instantly distinguish the laughs of the gang bangers as I passed by their table. An irritated slight roll of my eyes as I grabbed the tray of food and took it to a table far from them. This particular morning I noticed just how easily irritated everything was making me. 

"Anyone sittin' here?" Someone asked when the approached and I shook my head. "What's up with you?" He asked. This was a young kid, only seventeen but put in here because he was going to be eighteen in just a few weeks. He said he was charged for some hit and run but I was basically his mentor for the most part. Just show him around, what not to do and who to stay away from. He didn't bother me so I was chill enough to talk to him when I wasn't over in the main office. 

"Them." I said looking dead at the table. "They already look like they're going to try something or someone new today and watch us all lose another damn privilege." 

"What else can they take from us? They're just gonna have to separate them out of here." 

"They can't. They haven't done anything serious enough for solitary confinement or a switch to level three. How much you wanna bet that they aren't even true gang bangers like they claim." The true gang bangers are in level three and they'll kill behind bars if the occasion arises, these punks probably can't even hold a gun right. I wasn't even hungry anymore, I'm too irritated and it's only been an hour since I've been awake. Pushing my tray more towards the center of the table, the kid looked at it before grabbing the apple off his tray to take a bite. 

"Surprised they haven't been fucked up yet."

"It's only a matter of time. They'll piss off the wrong person and they'll get what's coming."

"You going to the main office today?" I nodded. "Why do you go there?" 

"I don't know, she just has me chill in there doing basic shit. It keeps me out of here so I don't mind it."

"She fine?" He asked with a crack of a smile. "From one nigga to another nigga." 

"She aight I guess, I don't really pay that much attention to her." I shrugged.The more I think about it the more I realize just how much time I spend pretty much ignoring her when she's not instructing me to do some task. I haven't paid attention to looks or personality, just walked in and did as I was told then walked back here. 

"You been here eighteen months right?" I nodded. "You finally get to see a female and you don't even notice shit about her? The hell wrong with you? I'd be all on her if she was fine." He said which got me to laugh. "I'm just saying." 

"I'm more focused on getting my time over with. Why settle for one female in here when I can at least get some options outside of here? Think with the head on your shoulders, kid." I said through my laughter and he agreed with me. Not to mention the only woman on my mind is Vanity, I just want out of here with no monkey business going down behind these walls. That's all I ask since I was put in here for all the wrong reasons.