The 2 days are finally up and it's now time for the dreaded school day. Almost everything in my room is packed except today's outfit(media), my stuff for school, and my bed. I take a shower not really caring if I'm late. My phone (which I got the other day since that fake ass prison took mine) starts ringing and I see it's Clare. Putting it on speaker, I continue to wash my body.
"What's up?"
"So, are you coming to school or not? The bell rang is gonna ring in five minutes."
"I'm getting out the shower now, chill," I laugh, turning the water off and grabbing my towel. "I'll only be a few minutes late."
"A few minutes to you is 1 hour," she tells me.
"You better not be rolling them eyes, Clare."
"Too late," she laughs.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you in a bit."
"You better, or I'll personally whoop that fat ass of yours."
"Oo, kinky."
"I swear you're secretly a masochist," she chuckles.
"Hell no," I say with my face scrunched. "I ain't into that."
"Sure. Now hurry up and get here!"
"Alright bye."
"Bye."
I slip on my red leather jacket and put my shoes on before looking in the mirror.
"Damn, I look good."
A little mascara and some vanilla chapstick later, I look 10x better. I grab my bag, stuff my phone, earbuds, charger, and wallet inside before grabbing my keys and rushing outside to my bike.
"Let's see how the fuckers at school react when I'm back," I smirk revving my engine and taking off towards the school.
At School
I pull into my parking space that the school assigns us, turning off the engine and removing my helmet.
"Man, I don't know which place I hate more. School, my house, or the so-called penitentiary." A few seconds later the answer is, "My house. Definitely my house."
Sighing, I get off my bike and walk into the front office where the secretary looks at me with wide eyes.
"Miss Heartfilia!"
"Hi, Mrs. Karabell. I'm back."
"Oh, it's so good to know that you're ok," she smiles. "I'll give you a pass to class. No need to give you detention."
"Thanks, Mrs. Karabell. It honestly still feels so surreal that I'm back," I smile weakly.
"I bet it does sweetie. I can't believe you got taken by those filthy traffickers," she frowns. "They didn't do anything to you did they?"
"No, thankfully, they didn't," I sigh in relief.
"Oh, you poor thing. You must've been so scared!"
"Yeah, I was. But I'm back now, that's all that matters," I smile.
"Well, here you are Lucy. Have a nice day."
"You too, Mrs. Karabell."
I walk down the hallway towards my science class wondering how Mr. Finney is gonna take my coming back.
I walk in without knocking and everyone looks at me while Clare smirks before acting like she did the other day.
"LUCY!" She runs up to me and jumps on me. "My best friend is back!" She sobs.
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Penitentiary ✅
FanfictionPenitentiary- a place for people who have committed serious crimes. That's what it's supposed to mean. Not here. "Why the hell am I here?! I didn't do anything wrong!" "I know sweetie," my father says. "Then what the fuck am I here for!?" "You'll un...
