Title: A little wicked sometimes wild
Author: Jenna Raven Rose
Rating: mature, for adult situations and some swearing
Summery: Zanya's friend is just a little bit weirder than she thought possible.
Morgan was looking out the window. She seemed to do a lot of that since she got here not that she belonged here.
Her appearance said otherwise and with no Id she landed in here. Arbor house was for troubled youths, more like kiddy prison.
Rehabilitation her ass, more like forget we exist and hope we go away. Every kid in here was here for some sort of crime from petty larceny to arson.
Morgan was here for assault or at least that's what she was charged with.
Where she came from it would have been self defense and her opponent would have been hanged for even attempting what he did.
As if she would ever lie with anyone that repulsive even to get out of jail.
She had been minding her own business walking down a dirt road when the hill Billy cop pulled over and asked to see Id.
Of course she had none, so he attempted to arrest her. Then when he was supposedly looking for weapons he put his hand down her pants.
She couldn't help it if she was stronger than the overweight pig.
She wasn't going to just let him violate her further which is what he was planning to do. Instead he lost a pair of wrist bracelets and his baton.
When she broke them both on his person. The bracelets so she could defend herself and the baton so she could discourage permanently that type of behavior
By sticking his privates to the side of his vehicle. using the pieces of the baton.
Then she continued walking she was picked up sometime later and charged with assaulting a police officer. Of course he never got charged with anything. So she ended up here.
After about a week no one even looked harshly at her. They didn't dare for underneath that cool calm demeanor was a flash point of rage that went off with no warning at all.
And after it went off, her opponent was very bloody. She never killed while there because she knew it would keep her there longer but the other inmates knew how close they had come.
In truth Morgan could care less when the so-called councilors introduced a new student. Why didn't they just admit it we're prisoners not students.
When they were dismissed for lunch Morgan got her tray and sat down at her table and started to eat. The new girl obviously didn't get the hint as to why no one sat at Morgan's table.
Zanya looked around the room in apprehension but didn't show it.
She had been in a place like this before right after mom died she had gotten into a fight at school and stabbed the boy with a pencil.
She was sent to a home as an alternative to juvenile detention. She wasn't looking forward to it again.
She had to admit it wasn't the place that bugged her but the rules and the counseling.
She hated the Dr everything will be all right sessions and the anger management classes pissed her off.
Zanya grabbed her tray of food and she used the term loosely and walked towards the only table with only one occupant.
The girl was a twiggy looking dark haired pale skinned Goth looking girl.
Or at least she would have been Goth if not for the jumpsuits and the no makeup rule. Everyone seemed to be steering clear of her table even the guards.
Morgan watched the girl sit down without saying anything she could care less where everyone chose to sit so long as they didn't annoy her.
She kept eating hoping she would take a hint and go away.
Zanya watched the girl eat quickly and quietly she was almost disappointed when she said nothing the entire time.
Morgan was finished eating so she picked up her garbage and put it on her tray. She then walked over to the trashcan emptied her tray and placed the empty tray on the tray rack.
Then she walked out the door. Zanya finished her food quickly and followed the girl just as quickly out of the cafeteria. Morgan was heading for the recreation room.
When she head the shuffle of feet behind her she knew it had to be the new girl because everyone else would have given her more time. Morgan inwardly groaned great more annoyances.
The new girl continued to follow Morgan around much to her dismay. Morgan tried to just ignore her. It didn't work so she finally decided to ask what she wanted.
"What do you want, why do you keep following me?" said Morgan
"my names Zanya" said the girl
"I didn't ask you your name I asked you what you wanted" said Morgan "word around here says you're the shit" said the girl
"so?" said Morgan.
"So lets throw down," said the girl
At the same time she issued her challenge a guard walked by and heard her "alright Zanya was it you know the rules' said the guard
As he was leading Zanya away. Morgan was grateful the first day. then she actually started to miss her the next day.
Morgan didn't really care about he local gangbang hierchy but it would be nice to have at least one friend.
Zanya was let out of solitary in time for lunch she sought out Morgan's table. Morgan grinned when she saw her
"did you think that was funny?" she asked
Morgan tried not to laugh at the kid but it was near next to impossible.
"Hey I'm talking to you," said the girl
Morgan looked at her with the most bored look she had. Then she continued to eat.
Zanya grabbed the edge of her tray and tried to pull it away. Morgan stopped her from moving it with one hand.
With the other she pulled what she wanted off of the tray and let go of it when the girl tried pulling on it again.
Zanya fell backwards when Morgan unexpectantly released the tray. Zanya came up angry and tried to smack her.
Morgan grabbed her wrist and refused to let go. Zanya kept pulling trying to break the girls grip.
'Let go" said Zanya
Morgan watched the girl struggle in her grasp with a bored and almost amused expression
"are you through?" Morgan asked
the girl when she stopped trying to pull free. The girl responded by glaring hatred at her.
Morgan smiled a cold cruel little smile and then began tightening her grip. The girl gasped in pain and gritted her teeth. Morgan was almost to the point of snapping bones.
"What the fuck I said let go bitch" said Zanya.
"Ow ow your hurting me let go" said Zanya.
Then as suddenly as she started squeezing Morgan let go. The girl fell off the bench.'
"When you learn manners you may sit here," said Morgan
Then she pointedly ignored the girl and went back to eating. Zanya picked herself up off the floor. Shakily picked up her tray and went to another table.
She avoided Morgan for two days; her wrist was bruised by the encounter. On the third day Zanya tried again
"I'm sorry" she said softly.
Morgan looked up at her and waved towards the chair across from her.
" I never got your name?" said Zanya
"Morgan" she said simply.
"So Morgan why are you here?" asked Zanya
"cause they won't let me leave" she answered sarcastically.
Zanya grinned "me either but seriously" she said,
" I stabbed someone," said Morgan in a matter of fact voice.
"Who?' asked Zanya.
Morgan shrugged
" a cop" she answered.
The girl whistled
"what for?" she asked,
"He was trying to rape me," said Morgan
"Why are you here?" asked Morgan
"ah its silly really, you see I was trying to get into this bar so I could meet my dad when the cops came in and busted them for weed." Said Zanya
"they threw me in here instead of jail." Said Zanya
"so I take it you didn't get to meet him" said Morgan.
'No he wasn't even there" said Zanya
"it wasn't even the right group just a bunch of wanna be's" said Zanya
"would you try again if you could get out of here?" asked Morgan.
She was looking out the window
"yeah but they aren't about to let us out" said Zanya
Morgan was looking out the window at the gray overcast sky.
"They won't have to" she answered
Zanya looked at her funny not understanding what she meant.
The weather promised a dark and stormy night, a fact that would fit nicely into her plans.
"What's that supposed to mean?" said Zanya
"what do you think it means?" answered Morgan with a single raised eyebrow.
"Oh, but how?" said Zanya
When she finally caught the hint. With that she left for her group session. Zanya went to hers an hour later.
She couldn't shake the words Morgan spoke earlier to her. She just hoped she wasn't bluffing. Zanya even uncharacteristically avoided a fight that night.
Later that night in the quad aka recreation room. Morgan was waiting for the cloud cover to get heavier and also for the girl to show up.
The kid was young but had a decent head on her shoulders, plus she knew more about this world than Morgan did. Despite the fact Morgan was a lot older. Plus the whole finding her dad story struck a chord with her.
A sympathetic cord Morgan didn't know she possessed. Morgan turned back towards the door in time to see Zanya enter the quad.
Morgan wandered across the room towards her; good having her close would make this a whole lot easier.
Morgan sat down at one of the tables near the wall and pulled out a deck of cards. Zanya sat down across from her with a puzzled look.
Morgan dealt them five cards each and picked up the cards.
"How many would you like?" asked Morgan after discarding two cards from her hand.
"Ah what are we playing?" asked Zanya
"poker deuces wild" said Morgan
"oh, ah three then" said Zanya as a councilor walked by.
Zanya saw her watch the guy pass and realized what she was doing. She just wished she knew more of the plan.
Zanya called the hand and they laid their hands. The sky was darker now and thunder rumbled in the distance. The wind suddenly picked up and lighting suddenly lit up the night.
Morgan was looking at her cards when she looked up at Zanya
"you should put your feet up"
Zanya looked at her funny as if to ask why, then she noticed that Morgan already had her feet up.
She followed suit just as lighting hit the ground right next to the window. The force shattered the glass in the window and threw it across the floor.
Some of the younger kids freaked out, which prompted the councilors to try and calm them down. The older kids watched the bushes burn.
Morgan looked over at Zanya grinned wickedly and said "I hope your not afraid of the dark" before Zanya could reply the room went dark.
A bolt of lightning struck the building and the electric locks shorted out.
A second bolt hit the backup generator and electrocuted the staff member trying to start it.
Lightning continued to rain down on the building preventing the staff from restoring power and scaring the younger occupants into hysteria.
Morgan watched the girl after the lights went out, she appeared more confused than afraid. Morgan figured part of that was due to involuntary vision loss.
Morgan put down her cards and grabbed the girl's wrist. Moving slowly as to avoid the other occupants in the room, Morgan led her towards the door.
She paused behind the door and raised a finger to Zanya's lips. The door opened and in walked guards with flash lights.
Morgan went out the door behind them and headed down the hallway. She made a turn and opened a door and went in. Two guards turned the corner after the door closed.
Morgan seemed to know where she was going so Zanya just let her lead. Zanya couldn't even see her own hands, she was effectively blind.
Morgan pulled her into a room and asked, "What's your last name?"
"Daren, why?" said Zanya.
A second later Morgan pressed a plastic bag into ther hands.
"Change clothes." Said Morgan
Zanya opened the bag and reached in. She immediately recognized her stuff and began changing in the dark, hopefully putting it on right side out.
"How?" she asked,
"hurry" hissed Morgan.
Zanya heard the rustle of fabric, and assumed Morgan was doing the same.
"Done" said Zanya softly.
"Good, me too" said Morgan.
Zanya felt much better in her own clothes. She didn't know how Morgan was able to find them in the dark but she was grateful.
Morgan once again grabbed her hand leading her out of the room around two corners and down a hallway.
They paused twice holding their breaths as guards with flashlights passed them.
They passed a guard station where Morgan grabbed keys off a hook labeled 213 and then they walked out the lock gate.
Walked over to the other one and pushed it open. They walked down another hallway and towards a moonlight door.
They opened the door and walked out. They were outside on the buildings front steps. Fresh air had never smelt so good to Zanya as it did right now.
Morgan grinned and headed towards the staff parking lot.
"Where are you going?" asked Zanya hastening to follow her.
Morgan held up the keys in answer.
"Alright" said Zanya.
Morgan found a space with 213 on a sign in front of it. She tried a key in the lock and the doors unlocked.
Zanya climbed into the passenger seat.
Morgan seemed to be confused as to what to do next
"you have to put the keys in the ignition to start it" said Zanya rolling her eyes heavenward.
Morgan frowned at the tone the girl was using and did as she suggested. She started the car and was looking at the knobs funny
"you've never driven before have you?" said Zanya
"No" said Morgan as she found the reverse and pulled the handle down into position.
She hit the gas and the van flew backwards and hit the fence behind them.
Then Morgan shifted into drive and hit the pedal again.
The van speed forward and scraped all the way down the sides of both parked vans before she turned it through the guard shack and out into the night.
Zanya was clinging to the handle above the door. She screamed and ducked when they hit the guard shack.
The gated arm bounced off the hood cracked the window and flew over the top of the van.
After she calmed down Zanya told Morgan it would be a good idea to turn on the headlights, just to avoid getting pulled over now.
"How could you even drive like that?" asked Zanya
"the same way I lead us out of there, I have excellent night vision" said Morgan
"yeah tell me about it" said Zanya
"So where should we start looking for your old man?" said Morgan
"your going to help me?" asked Zanya
"of course what else are friends for?" she responded
"thanks" said Zanya
"no problem" said Morgan
"so where to?" asked Morgan