A new life, a new family.

1 - Welcome to Litchfield

Amelia McCallum, only twenty years old when she went down for two accounts of possession of unlicensed firearms, possession with intent to sell and accessory to murder. She was also charged with organised crime but found not guilty due to lack of evidence.

It was well known that the McCallum family were a mafia family although they would never disrespect themselves enough to call themselves a mafia. They had a empire around the world, more notably in England.

When she exited the Mercedes that pulled up to Litchfield, she strode with purpose towards the front doors.Her hair was short, in a boyish fashion and dyed bright blue. It matched her eyes rather well. Amelia wore ripped black skinny jeans, black timberlands, a grey T-shirt with an open red checkered shirt over it. The girl was slim and had muscular arms and hidden abs. She also didn't skip leg day. Before she went in, she lit the last cigarette she'd have in a while. Inhaling it into her lungs and exhaling.

When she had finished she looked at the grey sky and went through the doors checking herself in and going through the motions, getting an ugly orange uniform and boots along with a white T-shirt thankfully. Revealing the tattoos on her arm. On her left forearm was the words "all tattoos are temporary" surrounded by flowers. Shit was cold in here.

Doing a strip search revealed a tattoo on the right upper arm was a tattoo of a broken cigarette with freehanded black lettering that spelt out "FUCK" under it. She was also made to do the squat and cough.

All the while Amelia remained emotionless.

When she was shown to the temporary bunk along with a middle aged black woman, a small framed Asian girl, and with her bed shit, she continued to stride with purpose."And this will be your temporary bunk, This is Miss Rosa and DeMarco." The woman with red lips, bouncy brunette hair and a cheerful personality spoke to her. The accent sounded either Boston or Italian. Amelia couldn't put her finger on it. "I'm Morello, what's your names newbies?"

 Amelia smiled softly, and given the fact that they were strange names assumed it was a last name introduction. "McCallum."

"Brook Soso" The small framed girl spoke.

"Vee." The black middle aged woman spoke coolly and there was an air of confidence that surrounded her.

"Well ladies, welcome to Litchfield, you come find me whenever you need anything or have any questions." With that Morello gave Amelia a basket consisting of basic hygiene products and was on her way.

"She's quite cheerful." McCallum observed. Turning to the duo that we're looking at her, they smiled at her.

"Things have changed in here since I was last here." The woman now named Vee states. So, this woman was returning.

"Don't make your bed, we'll do it. You sleep on top of it, that way you won't get a shot." DeMarco informed her and Soso and they nodded.

"Thank you." Amelia smiled. 

"Lunch is in a few minutes just follow the crowd to the cafeteria, or follow Vee, I'm sure she remembers." Miss Rosa told them, at least the younger ones. 

McCallum nodded, quickly turning on her heel and leaving. Making her way around the prison, she kept her distance from most people and began to get lost in thought when she all but collided with another woman.

"Mira a donde vas coño!" The woman seethed at her and pushed the orange wearing girl away. The woman had cropped hair with a tattoo that Amelia couldn't make out on the left side of her neck. She's wearing silver hoops in her ears.

(Look where you're going pussy!)

McCallum held her hands up in surrender. "Mierda, mi mal lo siento."