Our Stay With It

Stephanie

This chick is CRAZY. I don't think I've met anyone as open, vulgar, or honest as Mercedes. And what a cool name too! Like I'll never be able to afford a Mercedes, but at least now I know I can name my children after one! Close enough, right? Hahahahahahaha I crack myself up, man. Lolololol. Out of the blue, I turn to Mercades, who's still on my bunk, and say,"I would NOT want to see you high." She snorts,"What the flip Steph? Where'd that come from? And I'll have you know that I am very fun to get high with." She winks at me. I silently pray that she hasn't actually done drugs. Lord bless this child. She needs a lot of blessings. She told me about her past last night. About her sister, Carmen, who hates her because she thinks she stole her boyfriend. And apparently her dad was cheating on their mom, and Carmen discovered both of these on the same day they were both abducted. Talk about a MONDAY. Damn, that probably sucked balls. Oh my gosh I need to stop talking to Mercedes so much, she's corrupting me!
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I'm trying to get my courage up to talk to the skinny blonde girl across the room. She's been watching the events unfold with a quiet amusement, and it intrigues me. I shake Mercedes awake. "Whadafukdoyouwant?" I laugh and say,"Get up for a second, I want to ask you something." She opens her eyes a crack and nods. "What do you think that girl over there would say if you tried talking to her?" Mercedes laughs sarcastically. "Well I'm pretty sure she's stabbed someone before, but why don't go over there and see what happens." Well, that was reassuring... but I really want answers. "Please Mercedes! I really want to know and she scares me!" Mercedes gets up, propping her head on her elbow. "Well what do you want me to do about that?" I give her my best puppy dog eyes, willing her to give up. She plops down in defeat, muttering,"Fine, but only if you admit my boobs are bigger than yours."