"So, tell me about yourself" Uno said with the same smirk as before. He slung his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to a part of the cell with no one. "Like what?" I asked, like I said, not that good with new people. "What do you like, dislike? Anything," He replied. I took a second to think.
"Well I've been in jail most of my life. I have an older brother, we used to play poker a lot when I was little. I sucked, but it was still fun" I smiled. "Also, a lot of the people at the prisons I've been to say im hard to read and that im good at analyzing things. I'm kind of a boring person, sorry," I continued with a half-hearted laugh.
"Actually, you seem like just my type" Uno said and winked. "Please, I'm way out of your league." I said while giving him an uninterested look. "Cocky much?" He asked rudely. "Bitchy much?" I returned and walked over to the other guys.
"So whats your story?" Rock asked, walking closer to me. "I mean... if you don't mind me asking." He added nervously when I hesitated to answer.
"Oh no that's fine, it's just kind of a depressing story," I said.
"Well, when I was less than a year old, my mom died. My dad always blamed it on me. He would drink a lot and sometimes he'd be... Violent. And he'd verbally abuse me too.
I was only seven when I ran away. I'm not talking about a 'I don't like it here I'm going to grandma's' kind of runaway. I didn't really know what to do with all my emotions so I just... Left.
No one cared enough to look for me. And since I hadn't taken anything with me I started stealing things from stores and restaurants. The cops would find me and ask me where I lived. I always told them I didn't have anyone to go back to so they kept me at the station.
I'd always escape and the cycle would restart. It kind of escalated from there. By the time I was eight, everyone in the city knew who I was and I was only 10 when I first killed someone." I explained.
Rock, Nico, and Uno stared at me with shocked expressions and Jyugo was looking at me unamused. "Basically I just kept escaping every prison in the city until they were forced to bring me somewhere else. I mean it wasn't hard, hacking and computers are my specialty." I continued.
I glanced at Jyugo who seemed intrigued which was quite surprising considering he hasn't showed much emotion at all since I got here.
"So yea, basically it was just prison after prison, trying to find one that would hold me, and now I'm here. There may be a lot of security systems here but they're all machines. Easy peasy, I'll be out of here in no time." I finished.
"Cocky" I heard Uno mumble. I whipped my head to the side and gave him a death glare.
Jyugo started walking toward me, clearly frustrated. "Don't count on it. We've been here a lot longer than you have, obviously. We've been to countless prisons just like you, if not more, and we're still here. Don't think your hacking skills are going to get you anywhere newbie, I'm just as good as you are," he said, backing me into the wall. Why was he so offended?
He stared into my eyes for a couple of seconds then retreated to the other end of the cell.

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How Do I Love? [Nanbaka Fanfic] (ON HOLD)
FanficOn hold but I'll be continuing ASAP [This is probably going to be really shit so bear with me] Abusive parents and an emotional childhood led Sarah Lucas to a life of crime. She's a master escape artist but does she really want to escape this time?