Prison

First day

"Bend over and cough." The police officer demanded.

"Man you being forreal that gay as fuck." I protested.

"Yes I'm being 'for real' I'm the police officer here inmate, now bend over!"

I'm currently naked along with a row of other guys. Two police men come up to me with a baton in their hand, I don't want to get hit with that so I just bent over then coughed so they could see I wasn't smuggling anything in, not even like I had the chance since I've been locked up waiting for my court date. After court yesterday I got sentenced to three years for drug use and abusive behaviour.

"Inmates take the pile of clothes in front of you and quickly get changed." The police here only call us 'inmates' never by our names like we are not important enough to have our own names.

I stood back up straight and saw a orange top and bottoms in front of me, next to it was flat black shoes along with black stocks. I sighed and started to get dressed along with all the other criminals. After I was changed my hands got moved to behind my back as the police officer put a pair of cuffs around my wrists, they felt a lot tighter than before probably because I annoyed them but not listening to their first command. They pushed us along leading us to our cells, it was a square massive room around the side was the criminals cells. In the middle of the room there is seats where I guess everyone sits to eat. There are three floors, the first floor is block 'A' and 'B' there was four people in each of the cells, I went up the stairs which lead to the cells 'C' and 'D' where there was three people in each cells. I went up one more flight of stairs which lead to the top floor of blocks of 'E' and 'F' which only had two people in each cells. I was cell block 'F' so that means I only have one 'inmate' in with me, I just hope his alright or I'm going to be stuck with one person for most of the day. They stopped me outside my cell, they uncuffed me then pushed me into my new room and locked the door behind me.

"What'cha name?" Someone said which caused me to jump I turned around to see a brown skinned man staring down at me from his top bunk, which means I have the bottom bunk.

"Chris Brown." I replied. "Yours?"

"Trey Songz, you got the bottom bunk." He replied hoping of his bed so he was face-to-face with me. "How long you got?"

"Three years." I wanted to ask how long he got but someone people get pissed off if you ask about that, I don't want to get on the wrong side of anyone before I know my way around this place.

"Ah, I've been here for four years got four years left." He sighed. He got sentenced with for eight years, damn. Shit I wanna know what he did to earn that much time. "I was in Virginia prison for two years then got moved here."

"Aye I'm from virginia too, I moved to California when I was eighteen." Me and Trey may just get along, always good to be friendly with your cell member.

"How old you now? I'm twenty six." Trey spoke.

"Twenty one." I answered.

I sat down on my new bed and let out a sigh, can't believe my life for three years is going to be spent on this shit hole. I just can't stop thinking about my momma, I'm going to have to tell her she was right that I'd end up in prison if I kept hanging out with my crew. My thought where interrupted with a loud bell which rang out through the prison.

"Get up." Trey ordered while he walked over to the cell gates and placing his hands through the cells bar holes, I looked outside to see everyone else doing it so I joined in too. "There's two bells, one is the dinner bell we get half a hour to eat. Each level eat together, the bottom floor go to eat first, then the second floor when they finish it's our time to eat. Second bell is security bell so if you're not in your cell you lay on the floor, if you're in your cell you put hands through the gate. You have to stand there and not talk, they go round counting to make sure no one has gone missing."

I tried to remember all the information Trey just told me, he went to say something else before he whispered 'sh' to me. The police officer walked past and clicked his buzzer two times which I guess they counted us on. Another bell went off, and everyone turned back around into the cells.

"What's that bell for?" I asked confused with all the rules here already.

"That's the second bell again, to tell us they've finished counting." He laughed probably seeing the confusion over my face. "Don't worry you'll get used to this place.
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So this is my introduction done, this story was inspired by 'Orange is the new black.' I don't do law so I don't know everything about prison so I'm just going to make up my own stuff. Hope you enjoy this, this is my second story I've wrote if you haven't read my first book it's called 'Virgin' go read it if you want. Vote and comment on your opinion on this story so far, thanks babes.