So hi! This is a book (series) i'm making and if it wasn't for the first five books of the EFF series, I wouldn't have made this, and I wouldn't have had my life changed. The moment you pick up the first book, thinking "This should be good," is the moment when you die. The nectar gets pumped into you, the more you read, the more nectar until you're filled to the brim with it.
You'll love it. Have a nice day.
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WELCOME BACK, DEAR FRIEND.
It's not been long, not much has happened since the last book. In case you don't remember, let me introduce me, as well as my comrades, and two new fish.
Alex Sawyer, or me. I got framed for murder. My friend, Toby and I.. We used to bully people, beat them up, take their money, and it got so far that we robbed houses. If I didn't go to that one house, I wouldn't have been put down here.
The house was going to be the steal of the year for Toby and I. We were so pumped. We'd be rich, or so we thought. It all started down when the blacksuits came. The blacksuits are - used to be - young boys. They were dragged down and taken apart.. Put back together. They'd then become heartless monsters, fueled on rage and anger. They don't feel, and the only thing they do is kill. They killed Toby - shot him in the head - and I got framed for it. I was forgotten by the world, thrown down into the prison that lies right under Hell.
On my first day there, I met Carl Donovan. He's sixteen, buff. He has a chiseled jaw, dark skin, and he looks like a badass, yet on the inside, he's a softy. His smile is contagious, and when I talked about escape, he took no part in it, until he found that I was true. There was a way to escape, through the second room. We were so close until we got caught again.
We were thrown into Solitary for a month.
AFTER A MONTH, WE WERE PUT BACK UP IN GEN POP.
We were famous across the prison for days, we were 'the ones that got away'. It was then, right then, when I met Emelyn Cairn, and Arabelle Wiggins.
Emelyn, or Em, was a member of the Skulls. She got thrown into Hell for multiple murders in the first degree. Yeah, she was a part of the Summer of Slaughter, a big part. She was thrown in about four years ago, when she was close to nine. She'd befriended Donovan, after years of hating him. She always says "If you're gonna hit someone, hit 'em hard." She's From Spain, she moved to Alabama when she was three, and still managed to keep the Spaniard accent after all these years somehow. When you'd go into her cell, you could see what she'd carved into the walls. Drawings, hundreds of them.
Emelyn has one green eye;one blue, she's at normal height, curvy, and she has fiery red hair. She always carries a shank she made from a broken bit of bar. She has one blonde highlight in her hair. It's cool .
Arabelle, or Ara, never told us about her old life. We all knew she was Italian, she had the Italian nose, and she spoke fluently when she'd get nervous. She'd say it wasn't important, that she'd tell us when it was time. That was all she would say. She wasn't a part of the Summer or Slaughter, we all knew that. And she wasn't in the Slulls or the Fifty Niners, she never even bothered to talk to them, except.. You know, Em. Ara had been there for six years, she got put in when she was nine. Like Zee, Arabelle has a way with words. She can make everything seem perfect when in reality, nothing's right.
Ara has wavy, caramel brown hair with black highlights. She's extremely curvy, like "sexy Maralyn Manroe curvy," as Donovan puts it. She has stormy, intense grey eyes and a tattoo on her ankle that says 'Follow what you love' in Italian. She's extremely badass, and she loves the beach.
Now that i've described our two new friends, time to continue my story.
It was the night that we had planned for, for so long. We were going to escape through the incinerator, it would be tough, but we could all handle it. Arabelle would go first, followed by Emelyn, Me, Donovan, Zee, and Simon. I was so excited, I was basically pushing up on Em's ass to get her to climb faster. It's not like the could, we were all inching up as fast as we could.
"Alex, calm yourself or i'll fall!" Emelyn exclaimed, her voice shaking. I mumbled an apology and calmed down. After about an hour of climbing, all of my muscles were basically screaming for me to just let go of the walls. I couldn't; It would put all of us in danger of being thrown back in solitary, or worse, being turned into those.. Things. Those used-to-be-kids, now running on anger, their fingers itching to pull any trigger.
"Guys! We're almost there!" Arabelle whisper-yelled. We all let out a sigh, happy to be so close. We could smell the fresh air. I could hear sniffling coming from Donovan, and found that he was crying, as well as Em and Ara. They'd all been here for so long, I wouldn't blame them. I heard a cry come from Arabelle, and she dissappeared into the sunlight. Soon after, Emelyn's legs slipped out and she jumped to the ground. I could hear soft crying coming from both of them. I soon felt the warmth of sunlight on my skin; something I thought I would never, EVER feel again. I jumped out of the incinerator chimney, reaching back down and helping Donovan out. Together, we got Zee and Simon out with ease.
WE WERE OUT, WE ACTUALLY GOT OUT.
All of us were crying, sobs racking through our bodies. I was the first to recompose myself.
"Guys," I sniffed, "we should.. We should get outta here. There's a town nearby."
"Yeah, lets get going." Donovan mumbled.
"Can't we rest?" The chimes of both Arabelle's and Emelyn's voices rang in my ears. I laughed quietly.
"Only if you wanna get caught. Donovan, get Ara." I laughed harder, giggling as I grabbed Em's hand, D grabbing Ara's hand. We both pulled them into town, sprinting. A giggling Zee was being carried by Simon, who was right behind us. We soon stopped, out of breath. Zee was still giggling and looking up at the sky. Simon put him down, his big arm wrapping around Zee's small waist. They're a cute couple.
I looked over at Donovan. He was looking at the house. He quickly knocked on the door and stepped back. We all watched in horror as the door opened slowly, only to reveal an old woman. She had old, wrinkly skin, and her hair was tightly pulled into a bun. Arabelle quickly flew into action, running in front of Donovan and putting on a tight smile.
"We're so sorry to interrupt your day, ma'am." She mumbled. "We're orphans, from Saint Mark's Orphanage, on Hummer Street."
"Oh, darlin'! Your orphanage must be looking all over for ya!" The woman frowned.
"No ma'am.. We ran away. They treated us like dogs, fed us.. I wouldn't even call it meat. We were put to work, horrid, horrid work!" Arabelle put on a show, tears falling from her eyes.
Damn, she was an actress.
We all stood behind her, flabberghasted at the way she could so easily pull off the story. The woman gasped, putting a hand over her mouth, then pulling Ara into a tight hug. Her face was smushed into the woman's bosom. I wrapped an arm around Em's waist as the woman started to speak again, pushing Ara back slightly.
" YOU POOR THINGS!"
The woman cried, "Here, my name's Margaret, call me Mama M."
Arabelle nodded, listening as Margaret, or Mama M, continued to speak.
"Come in, get cleaned, dressed, i'll make some real food for you all. There are two bathrooms. The boys can use my Son's. Girls, you two can use my girl's. They're not here anymore."
I couldn't believe it, this woman believed Arabelle! I grinned and pressed a small kiss to Em's temple, walking inside with her. Zee, Donovan, and Simon followed suit.
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