sarcasm • joel luschek (Orange Is The New Black , OITNB)

three

We walked into the library and the first thing I noticed was a small, peppy and hyper, woman bouncing around with an Asian woman and having their own little party.

"Look, I ain't one to read,", Maritza started and Franca started nodding her head, already agreeing, "so, im'a leave you to your thing. Catch us later, Mariana!"

I just turned around and admired there actually being books in a prison. Probably no good ones but, there's books. I didn't expect quiet either but, if that commissary place gives pencils and paper maybe I could write my own exciting adventure.

I sat at a table and picked a random book off the table.  It looked interesting so I opened the first page and started reading.

The more I read, the more I realized it was based off Peter Pan. Somewhat. There were three kids and an adult who had been the neighbor of the children for quite some time.

The parents were never home, and when they were they were too busy fucking each other wherever they pleased, to take care of the trio. So, the neighbor decided to take the kids and run.

A loud group of girls ran over to the bubbly girl and basically shoved the Asian one out of the way to get to her. "Poussay! Girl, we gotta get to our bunk. Guards are coming back, I'm not getting sent to the shoe because you and your little sushi platter wanna get down and dirty with some Shakespeare.", a large woman with black curly hair practically yelled.

"Parties over.", another said followed by some other comments the others spat out. I watched them all leave, I continued sitting there- not caring if it was almost 4 in the morning. I'd get no sleep anyways plus, I'll just say I didn't know the rules... actually, I doubt they would care.

"Everytime!", I heard the Asian girl whisper exasperatedly. She was now pacing around the shelves, stepping over and picking up stray books, with her left hand placed to her forehead.

She seemed sweet, but also gave off these 'I'm crazy' kind of vibes so I picked my book up, placed it in my box, and headed out. I somehow managed to remember where the block was and sat on my top bunk, my box of stuff beside me, reading to myself.

"Fuckin' bookworm.", some random person shouted from down the room. I rolled my eyes and paid them no more attention, I wanted to ask what they do in their spare time but that would only lead to a fight.

I just got here, I don't need problems already. I set my book in my box, once again, then got under the paper thin, and rather stiff, blanket to attempt some sleep.

I had just gotten my eyes to close when a loud scream echoed around the room. "Everyone, in your bunks now!", a males voice yelled, signaling it was a guard. "Can't believe the animals you've become!", he lectured. "It's 4 something in the morning and you're running around the prison like a pack of wild howler monkeys, why? Because a few guards are off duty? Pathetic.", he finished.

I'm guessing he left because everyone was making 'pshh' noises and cursing Spanish swears I couldn't understand. After that died down, I finally laid my head down and closed my eyes.

All I could think about was the regret I have for being here, what I could've done to prevent this from happening. I guess nothing, I didn't have anything to do anything... about anything.

Outside of this prison, I have nobody besides a brother who- since getting rich and a banging wife- won't even speak to me since moving out of my used to be place.

Maybe they'll let me have a phone call, don't they allow one phone call? I'll ask for some money for that commissary thing, he probably won't give me any but it's worth a shot if I can buy tampons and other necessities.

The thoughts, some random and some relevant to my situation, didn't go away for hours. So long that it was morning- well, 7 something. I knew that because a guard had came in yelling at everyone, in the block, to wake up.

"You officers never wake us up, what'chu' want?", someone snapped. I sat up so I could see over the wall and the guard headed towards a woman and pointed his baton at her. She shut up and he walked away.

"Everyone get to your jobs.", he said then walked out the door. I sat up and wiped my eyes, making mascara pieces, that I had on post coming here, fall onto my lap and probably all over my cheeks and under eyes.

I wiped my face, just incase, then hopped off the bunk. The two girls that also share this bunk aren't here, I truthfully didn't want to shower yet- I'd have to tomorrow but, for today I'm fine.

I wouldn't be able to bring myself to get naked in front of all these judgmental women anyways. I'd have a panic attack.

I didn't have any clothes- clean ones I mean. I walked over to the window where the guards were previously, and they were still there. One guard took one look at me and ran out.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why aren't you at your job?", he asked, it was the bald pear guy.  Really his name was Pearson but, i like pear, like the fruit, better.

"I got here yesterday.  I'm suppose to be assigned a job tomorrow?", I said, assuming since it was 3am when I got here they meant tomorrow as in tomorrow-tomorrow.  "Can I have some clothes?"

The guy was confused, looked all fucked in the head, then just nodded.  "Follow me, inmate.", he said and I rolled my eyes.  Did he just try and play off his brain fart like he was some fucking high class man and call me inmate?

There was no need to even say my name.

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Hey guys!  I'm not rushing things with Luschek and Alaniz because that's not what they do in he television show.  This book will be about the two, yes, but also about her relationship with other inmates- friends, enemies, whatever.  I want this book to get somewhere without rush or like some other fanfictions ive read on this story where it ends after the sex or where sex and the OC trying to kill herself with depressing thoughts are all the story is.  I'll rant on that later, have a good day (:

Please leave comments, it'll motivate me to get chapters out quicker.  That is, if you even like this story lmao.