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Antecipation

She couldn't believe the day had finally come. She was finally going to reunite with her Litchfield sisters, after spending months apart. She had barely slept last night, she had put on her makeup for the first time in months, and she was even trying to be friendly with her busmates. When she saw the gates opening and a couple of guards started to get out of the building, she started to feel a tickling in her stomach. Anxiety, excitement, fear. All of those at once. Anxiety because she didn't know what happened here during the months she was away. Excitement because she looked forward to this moment for so long, the moment she was going to see her family again. And fear because... well, she was afraid that that special someone she was In love for years had found someone, someone that wasn't her and then she would never had the chance to admit her feelings for her best friend.

The guard called her name, and she got up slowly, afraid that if she moved to quickly the universe would take it away from her and show it was all a dream. She obeyed the man and left the bus, standing outside waiting for more instructions. Once everyone in the bus got out, the guards explained that they were being transferred because this way the girls from the riot would all be in the same place, which would make the life of the investigators easier. They guided the inmates to the building, gave them new clothes and hygiene products and told them to wait ("sure, it's not like I waited months already "). The Inmates were separated in groups by the color of their clothes. Maritza got clothed of a color that could be described as diarrhea meet concrete, while other group has a light pink and the third one a dark blue. Maritza's group was the last to be called, she watched as the other girls walked happily to their new home. As she was there, a thought crossed her mind: what if flaca is not in the same part of the prison that she is? What if they got separated again, this time by a grid? She didn't want to think about it. That would be way to much cruelty from the universe's part. She woke up from her thoughts when she sensed the other girls moving around her, their group was finally called. The tickling feeling became stronger, her hands were shaking, she started sweating. Once they got to the "door" of those grids, the guard called one by one by their names (seriously, one by one? We are all gonna die from anticipation, puto). Then, the moment she waited 7 months for finally happened. He called her name. Maritza Ramos. That's her. She was the next to get in there. The next to be reunited with her family.

She took a step forward, trying her best no to trip, and somehow succeeding. She held her breath when he moved to the side so she could pass. She only let it out once she had both feet inside . She didn't moved, she felt a piece of paper, which probably contained her bunk informations, being put in her hands by the guard, but she remained still. She was taking the place in, taking in the difference between her last "home". She felt so different here, a good different. She got lost in her own mind until she realized people were staring. At her. She finally came back to earth and started to look around those faces, looking for a familiar face. She found none. She then decided it was best for her to find her bed and cry there instead of in front of other 50 inmates. She gave one step and stopped with someone calling her name.
- maritza .
She looked at daya and the girl in front of her not knowing exactly how to react .
- hi, daya. It's good to see you.
That was spoken with such a soft tone that no one would believe it was the same girl who just months ago was recording videos for YouTube and talking about how to do your makeup using spices. The silence that had taken over the place after their staring contest was interrupted by an inmate excitingly looking at maritza.

- OH MY GOD! IT'S HER! - "her who?" "Shut up your moron!" "She had finally lost her mind after all those drugs" - no, it's nothing like that. IT'S HER! Flaca's girl, the small cute one. - the other girls stared at her like she was speaking another language- you know the one she is always grumpy about being separated from? - a bunch of nods could be seen in the room.- Oh my God! She is going to freak out when she sees you! Does she know you're coming?

Maritza was a little dizzy from the situation, but she somehow understood enough to not be completely lost. This girl watched hers and flaca's vlog on YouTube. She recognized her and asked about flaca. The term "flaca's girl " made her smotach tickle like Brazilian's carnaval. If only, girl. After taking the situation in the shoe finally dropped. Flaca is here. They were not separated this time. They will not spend a day without seeing each other anymore. Because now they are in the same place. She looked at daya, who gave her a smirk then turned around, maritza walking right next to her.

- it was about time for you to get here. If I have to hear flaca whining about how we are not you one more time I might kill her. - daya joked. Maritza tried to be discreet but after hearing that flaca missed her, she couldn't get her smile of her face. Flaca missed her as much she missed flaca.