Jackson's POV
"Jackson!" yelled Officer Davees "You have a new roommate! " I saw him walk down pasts the cells with a simple limp. He walked as if he didn't give a fuck about the world. He stood tall at about 6'2" . He looked of puerto rican decent. He had bluish-greenish eyes that looked innocent. He stepped into the cell and he didn't speak. He just layed on his bed. Every few seconds I would sneak a glance at him because I recognized him from somewhere but I couldn't remember. After a couple of hours I was dying to know his name. I asked him his name and he said Carlos . I said to myself what a sexy name. BUT IM NOT GAY ! But am I ? I couldn't wait to learn more about him.
