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Orange Is The New Black

Four

The ride in the bus to camp didn't take very long at all.

Once we got there, we all climbed out and stood still, holding our bundles of bedding to our chests. None of us wanted to walk forwards. Except Harry, of course.

"Okay boys, what do you say we go on in and take a tour?" Harry was way too cheery. Did he know this was prison? And everybody here is depressing and scary?

We all stayed behind Harry as we entered the main gate. There were tons of men in brown jumpsuits staring at us and smiling. It was scary as fuck, but we couldn't show our fear.

Harry was greeting people left and right and introducing us to guys I really didn't want to make eye contact with. Once we got in the building, we appeared to be in a long hallway.

"Okay guys, this is the main hall. Take this small hallway and you can go to your councilors." Harry pointed down the hallway. "And if you go this way..." We walked up a flight of stairs and down another hall. "The bathrooms are right here." He pointed to a room where a line of guys with towels on was.

Then we headed back downstairs and to our bunks.

"Alright, sector A, cell five. Iero, you're here!" Harry exclaimed. "Go on in. Here, I'll introduce you." We entered the room to see six bunks and four of them were taken.

"This is Tomlinson." He pointed to a small brunette. "This is Bryar." He pointed to a man with ginger hair. "That's Horan." A blonde boy. "And that's Stump." A short dude with light brown hair. "Welcome to your new home!"

I gave a nod to Harry and looked back at my bunk mates with a nervous smile. Before I could get to my bed, Harry grabbed my shoulder and turned me around.

"Here, buddy." He handed me a toothbrush. "You're gonna need this. And I'll also throw in some toilet paper. You'll need it." I collected the toiletries and went back to the bed as the group of new inmates left.

"Sector B, cell one. Toro!" I could hear Harry from down the hall. God, he's way too happy.

"What's your name again?" A voice that had the same accent as Harry said. I turned around to see everyone staring at me. "Iero. Frank Iero." I set everything down on the top bed.

The blonde guy laughed. "I like that. It's just as cool as Tomlinson." I just nodded, not wanting to say anything provocative.

"So you're new to prison, Frank?" The tall ginger asked. "Yeah." I started making my bed. "Don't put your sheets on. That's Tommy's job."

"His job? He has to do it?" I asked, curiously.

"Naw he just likes to do it." Ginger replied as Tomlinson grabbed my sheets.

"What are you in for?" Blondie asked. They all whipped their heads up in curiosity

"Uh, just some...drug business" I nodded. "What about you? What did you do?"

"I don't think that matters right now, does it?" He smiled slightly.

"I think it does..." I said, looking back up at him. He moved closer until he was two inches away from my face. "I think you should stop pressing me, you little bitch." He said happily, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, he doesn't like talking about it." The awkward looking one, I think he's the one named Stump, said.

"I got that." I said quietly. The man backed off of me and sat back on his bed.

"Here, Frankie." Tomlinson slammed a hand on my bed. "All done."

I climbed on top of it and sat on the edge, my feet dangling. "Thanks...uh Tomlinson..?" I pointed at him. He nodded and pointed to the blonde one. "That's Horan." He pointed to the ginger. "Bryar." Bryar gave a small wave.

"So you're Stump?" I pointed at the man.

"Yeah. Now remember them. We're not telling you again."

I almost smiled and leaned back against the wall, just in time for a guard to yell down the hall, "count time!"

"Oh yeah, it's count time. You have to get in your spot before the guard comes in." They four men stood in front of their bunks. "Hurry, dude!" Tomlinson said as I got to my place, then the guard walked in.

He clicked something in his hand, I guess to count all of us. "Good job inmates, you're all here." He said without a smile. He clicked the button four times, then left.

"You did it. Congrats." Stump patted my back then sat back on the bed.

"I think you'll do just fine here."

Notes

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Comments

Great story.

emmasworld emmasworld
7/4/15

Omg this story is the best so far XD ahhh

They aren't going to be a very big part in the story, don't worry

@I-Don't-Care-Anymore

@XmyfalloutromanceX
I not a big fan of them BUT I can go tl like them in this story.

One direction is good or bad..?

@I-Don't-Care-Anymore