Lucky Blue Smith as River King
Chapter Two: So the Plotting Begins
ANGEL DE LUCA'S P.O.V.
After the hearty breakfast we all had, we were let outside like kindergarteners. We just sat at one of the picnic tables around the yard. The boys, with the exception of River, went to go play basketball. Sutton and I usually just sit down anyways.
"So, Angel. What happened to your leg?" River asked. I turned to face him and scowled. "Got in a fight with....... him." I said, pausing as I searched for Mason Willis. His nose was broken in three places along with his arm in one place and cheek bone in 4. The dick deserved it.
River's eyes widened as he took in Mason's appearance. The guy was around 6'5" with fucking gorilla muscles. What can I say I took self-defense lessons and then got into boxing.
"Really?" Of course he'd doubt my statement. "Yes, really. What'd you think? I was lying?" My family temper started to flare. As if he got the idea, he raised his hands in mock surrender.
I rolled my eyes and played with the plaster of the cast. "He really did a number on you, didn't he?" River said. I nodded a bit and sighed.
"Ang! Do you wanna play?" Alex asked. I got up and nodded. How am I gonna play, you might ask? Well if you knew me, you'd know that I am the most athletic girl ever.
Teams got divided and I ended up with Sutton and Alex. Luke, Eli, and River were in the opposing team. Sutton, despite her height, is really great at sports. (A/N: I SUCK AT SPORTS SCENES!! 😭😭)
We were pretty much at the end of the game, 1 minute to go. Alex bought us some time, too much time. He hurriedly passed Sutton the ball who did some tricks until there was 10 seconds left.
Sutton faked a left and passed to me on the right where I shot, bouncing off my left foot, the good foot, and made it just before I lost my balance and tipped backwards. I
I braced myself for the impact of the ground with my eyes closed and teeth clenched, but it never came. I cracked an eye open to see that River had caught me. Her flashed me a dazzling smile and helped me up.
"Thanks, River." I said. He nodded and went to grab my crutches.
He came back and we sat down on a bench. "So, 20 questions?" River asked. I shrugged and we began.
"Okay, how old are you?" He started. "18. How old are you?" I answered back. "20. How'd you get those sc-" River got cut off by the bell.
I jumped up as best as I could and started walking to the door. I turned around and River was still standing there. "You comin'?" I asked. He nodded and jogged after me.
"So, what's next Crutchy?" River laughed. I stuck my tongue out at him and giggled myself. His eyes widened as he saw my tongue piercings. I had two piercings called venom piercings. They were cool, if I do say so myself.
"Well, Agua, next you'll go to your cell I think and I have school." I replied. River cocked his eyebrow at his nickname, but only shrugged. "After is lunch, though." I shrugged. River smiled and entered hell with me.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------School. If you thought you could escape it in prison, you were wrong. At this point in time, you may be asking why I have been in prison and not juvie. Well, basically if you do some bad enough shit, you get trialled like an adult.
Life sucks. Anyways, school in prison is for the 18 year olds and younger who didn't have the chance to finish high school. We wouldn't actually graduate though.
In this "school" there were 10 students, myself included. Even though there's a shortage of students, there's a lot of clichés. For example, there's Claire the Queen Bee, Isaac, Liam, Ein the bad boys, Aaron and Zach the nerds, Claire's minions Brittany and Tiffany, and finally, my personal favorite, Bree the bad girl.
Can you guess who's my bestie? Woah that sounded so girly, nevermind.There's one thing I forgot to tell you. I wear glasses in class. Yes, I know, the psycho Angel De Luca wore glasses. I'm just gonna take pride in that. My glasses were blue and were shaped like ray bands. To me, they were cool.
(A/N: So, for your own sanity, I'm skipping the school scene ;) )
By the time hell was over, it was lunch time. Everyone parted ways at the door and towards the cafeteria. I waited the classroom last, due to my crutches and "ferocious-ness". I don't doubt that's not a word because it came from Ein's mouth.
It took forever, but I finally made it to the cafeteria. I glanced around the room and spotted Sutton's bubblegum hair. Smirking as I crutched towards her, I began to plot. On many levels, might I add. I thought about how we would escape and how I planned out scaring the shit out of Sutton. The idea came to my head and before I could stop it, it was already in motion.
Sutton, being herself, was deathly afraid of spiders. So, I used that against her. Mind you, I have been working on this plan since the start of class. I picked up my left crutch and barely brushed it on her shoulder. She just brushed it slightly and went back to talking to Alex. I did it once more, but longer.
I have been told before that I am an amazing artist, but when I look at my work I don't see it. Anyways, during class I drew a very detailed spider. See where I'm going with this?
Anyways, I did that until she looked at her shoulder, right at the same spider. Sutton shrieked and stood up. I started laughing my ass off until I lost my balance and fell.
Sutton realized it was just a piece of paper and started laughing at me. "Hardy-har har. " I said sarcastically and reached out with a hand. My hand grasped the metal of the flimsy chairs. Please, they could be broken over someone's back easily.
I tried to pull myself up, but just landed on my but again. "Fuck it! I'm staying here for the rest of the day!" I yelled. Alex laughed at me and then reached for my hand. Slowly but surely, he helped me back to a seat. Damn cast.
"So, let's get down to business, yeah?"
And with that we started our parts to free ourselves. They have no idea what's coming.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Below are Angel's many piercings mentioned in the previous chapter. Enjoy! 😉
Also below is Angel's glasses ⬇
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ActionAngelina De Luca was said to be crazy. Psychotic. Mental. Angelina, or Angel as most called her, was an infamous murderer who killed more than 100 people in a span of 1 and a half years. Now residing in a prison cell in the big house, she plots her...