Prisioner

Chapter 1

Four days later I woke up on a cold, hard bed made of concrete. My eyes took a second to adjust to my new world. I looked at my surroundings, a glass window separated myself and another delinquent, who was in a very deep snore, from a giant area of a grassy meadow with flowers, about twenty girls my age playing and walking around in glee. I walked up to the glass as part of it slowly retracted. I hopped out of the cell to find a giant concrete area, with about twenty other girls, all of them were in bright green jump suits. I looked down at myself. I was wearing the same thing, with a name tag that stated my name. Elizabeth Drone. I walked out into the area, and at the very edge I saw a guy. I started to walk towards him when other teenage boys popped up wearing bright pink jump suits. I turned around to return to my cell, in the midst of nineteen others when a girl my age appeared in front of me. I gave her a cold, hard stare as I scanned her body. She was tall and thin, with big muscles on her arms. Her name tag said her name was Melissa Shell. Huh, girly girl, I thought as I tried to walk around her. She simply just moved along with me. “You must be new here, I am Melissa, and I got into this freaky place by robbing a bank, jewelry store, and by putting a police man into the serious care section of the hospital. So, why are you here?” Melissa said as she looked at me with a big smile. “I go here because I used fake IDs many times, I pushed several people off minor bridges, hurt police men, and put more than three pretty girls into the serious care section of the hospitals. So if you will let me pass then you will still be considered the prettiest person in this prison,” I told her, than beamed a sarcastic smile. She followed me into my “bedroom” and sat on the other bed, “Did I forget to mention, I’m your new roomie,” she offered to me as I let out a long sigh, and laid down.