Dawn

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Suddenly, I was woken up by Kayla landing on my bed, then falling on me in the process. She giggled and I winced quietly at the pain of her landing.

"Time to get up Alizaa!" she sang out before crawling onto Kelly's bed and repeating the same routine. I would get mad at her but frankly she's so adorable that it was impossible to be.
I stretched out my back and legs as I sat up before hopping down onto the floor and continuing my morning stretching routine. I would usually do more than I have today, however my body aches alot currently so I decided to go slowly and carefully. Honestly, my bones had felt frail for alot longer than today. The other girls joined me on the floor, some stretching and some just cuddling into each other for warmth.

"Did you sleep well, Leez?" a groggy voice from beside me asked.

"As well as I can do, Kelly."
She nodded.

"You look pretty tired today. Did you have bad luck sleeping?" I asked her.

"Honestly, I'm just so worried about Scar I can't even eat without worrying. So yeah, obviously I'm not sleeping good aswell." She loved food as much as she loved her sister, Scarlett, so that was quite awful news.

The eldest from across the room spoke up,

"lass, I'll bet you she'll be fine. You might even see her at a gathering some time. You mustn't worry; things in life are made to go a certain way. You have to keep faith in love and life otherwise you will never feel okay, that I can promise you."

She was wise beyond her years, everyone said that. She'd been in this system so long that we all trusted what she said as the truth, or something very close to it. Mel (The eldest) didn't deserve this life; none of us did but her especially. She was something different, she had an air of positivity, love and wisdom that you would associate with a woman, not a pet.
Keys rattled in the door, which drew everyones attention and settled silence amongst us instantly. The heavy, hard wooden door creaked open and in the doorways stood a roughly 5'6 man with a large gullet, purple hair and a matching, patterned beard.
He was known by the girls, formally, as 'Sir Jackson' and privately as 'The Short Dickhead'. None of us liked him, mainly because he was known for wandering eyes, wandering hands and having a tight grip. He didn't seem to see us as anything but cattle to sell for money, and we didn't see him as anything but a sadistic prick.

"Little cockhead." Khadeej snarled under he breath, though very quietly. I only heard her because she was directly behind me.

"Alright ladies!" he announced loudly,

"Hope everyone slept well, as today is a visiting day. Hopefully someone will be going to a new home today. To whoever the lucky lass is, I hope you don't miss us too much." Finishing his speech, he looked around at all the girls sat on the floor. He pursed his lips.

"Samantha, Aliza, Kayla, Jennette, Marice." He listed off.

"You will be having showers first, and then the other girls. Everyone already knows but I'll remind you again; no touching, no looking at anyone but yourself, no covering yourself, no eye contact and no talking in the shower cubicles. Me and My team will be watching to make sure you uphold these standards." He grinned.

"The punishment for this is decided by My team and I. And it won't be pretty." "Right! Girls I've noted come with me now. Shower time."

I look at Kayla across the room and smile at her gently before standing up in the confined space and tried to, as gently as I could, make my way to the exit. Sir Jackson watched all of us with great care as we walked past him.
Quickly, he looked down at some scribbles on his hand and called out in a mild tone,

"Aa-" he looked down again, seeming to forget what he was saying as he said it, "-Aleeza Cambleton?"

I looked up at him.

"Sir?" I replied.

"You've already been chosen. Come to the office after you're dressed again."

He grinned and leant down to whisper in my ear,

"It'll be nice to get rid of you, but I'll miss that sweet ass of yours."

I flinched away and walked to the showers, wondering who had chosen me, what they were like and what their house was like.