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

eight

Another sleepless night, except this time I actually felt just slightly tired when I had to sit up and get off the bunk. I guess I must've woke up early because Maritza and Flaca were still asleep, as well as maybe 3/4ths of the block.

Shower! I hurried towards the hallways in search of the showers and eventually found the sign for the restrooms. I didn't see a line, I figured there would've been a line, so I headed in.

A few girls were already in here, doing makeup/ eyebrows/whatever else they were doing, but I didn't look at them longer then a glance so they didn't give me more then a quick eyelash glance.

I walked in a shower, in my provided shower shoes; that were basically journal thick, but paper feeling, flip flops. I closed the thin curtain and undressed in there, I was already freaking out that someone might walk in- and I only had my bottoms off!

I got the rest of the way undressed and rubbed my dry, bare, arms with my hands letting out puffs of nervousness as I turned the water on. I flinched at how cold it was, and it didn't seem to be heating up any time soon.

I did my hair first, with the crappy shampoo then conditioner. I felt tears streaming down my face and my entire body was shaking, I was about to have a panic attack right here right now.

I cleaned my body, trying to be in the water as little as possible to avoid Pneumonia or something like that, then pulled my clean clothes off the side of the showed side walls. Thankfully nobody stole them.

I also got dressed in the shower.  The bottoms of my pants got some water on them but that was no big deal.  I stepped out with my socks and boots in hand, more water splashing onto my pants but I didn't mind.

I dried off my feet then put my socks and shoes on. I stood up and got my brush I had in the pocket of my dirty clothes. I brushed my hair then heard laughter and familiar voices, Maritzas figure was the first one I saw as I was then towel drying my hair.

"Early riser?", she smiled at me and leaned over the counter, applying something into her hair. It was probably some gel or something to avoid the shower. More like sleepless nights.

"Oh shit, we gotta get this girl some makeup!", Flaca said and moved my face so my cheeks were squished and she examined it. I felt weird having someone staring down my face but I still didn't know how stable these two were so I wasn't about to pull away.

I remembered how I also needed to get to the phone early and sighed.  Probably too late anyways. "Let's do it then.  Why are you just talking about it, get going!", I clapped and Maritza squeaked out of excitement as she rinsed her hands off quick then wiped some water on my face and Flaca smothered a paper towel across the water droplets.

My face was suddenly covered in spices and water.  I started sneezing as I got a whiff of some kind of chili powder.  "This shit burns, Maritza!", I almost yelled, clenching my teeth together and fanning air onto my eyes with my hands.

"It's fuckin' spices, best I got for contour in here!  Now suck in your cheeks and stop complaining!", she commanded and I sighed before doing so.  It wasn't that bad after a while, and when I looked in the mirror it actually looked pretty good.

"Let me do the eyes.", Flaca said turned my small, nearly half her size, body around to face her.  I looked at her, remembering her eye makeup yesterday.

"None of that crazy under eye stuff though.", I told her and she nodded and laughed.

"Duh, that's my thing!", she exclaimed but said it more as a question kind of statement if that makes any sense whatsoever.

I felt the liquid liner on my eyelids and it sure wasn't the kind I was used to.  It felt pretty gross on my eyes to say the least.

She removed her hands from my face and I looked in the mirror, my eyes were popping.  Like the wing wasn't extreme by it was just enough, and it went from thick to thin.

"Are you guys makeup wizards or something?  When you get out you two should open a beauty salon or something.", I told them with a sincere smile.  I just trusted Maritza with blinding salts near my eyes, and Flaca with a stick near my eyes- I think I can trust these guys now.

"No, all of us do!", Maritza said.  "If you're no good with makeup, hair or whatever you could like just be our model."

"Good idea!  That way nobody feels left out or something!", Flaca agreed.  "You're like so smart, Mar!"

"I know.", she agreed.  "So are you good at anything beauty related?"

"I'm pretty good with hair actually.", I smiled.  I really wanted to try and get the phone, I figure maybe it's not too late- people should be at breakfast now right?  "I'm gonna go... I gotta get something's from someone.  I'll find you guys later!"

I started running off, the fact of me calling my brother just hitting me harder then before.  I didn't even know where this commissary place was or what it sold but it was worth a find.

I walked to where the phones were before and it was like my brain was hearing angel noises as I spotted the machines.  Only three people were over there, and one was just heading off.

Now to see if he answers.

I swear to god these will get better but like I said, this isn't just about Luschek it's also about Marianas life inside the prison.  Luschek will become a big part of it, be patient (((:

I feel the need to remind you guys this is my OWN TAKE on Netflixs' show Orange is the New Black.  Not everything will go according to the shows way of it happening or go in order.  Some characters will be in it some won't be.  Etc.

Thank you all so much for the support.  This book has exploded- or what's to me- exploded and I'm so grateful people actually enjoy this.  I know, I'm no J.K. Rowling- especially not with the the plagiarism 😂 (I love Harry Potter but I also love the jokes)- but it's my dream to write stories and make others as happy as writing makes me.

This is just another book to read to most of you but to me this is a book I can actually continue knowing people enjoy it.  Thank you for your support (:

~ Naleia