A/N: Oh, look a new story :3 Yeah, this one should be updated a lot fast then the other one . Why? Cause this one interest me to write :d and high school fictions...are..boring to write. Anyways, I do need feed back on this one. I want to get better at writing and I want to be able to satisfy people, so even if you didn't like it, leave a review (only if it's constructive criticism though)
Snow glared up at the light bulb that hung from the ceiling. It swayed from one side to the other, creating an annoying creaking noise which drove him insane. He growled and took off his shoe, throwing it towards the light bulb just barely missing it. The shoe landed on the other side of the cell and the light bulb began to sway even faster. Snow growled and placed his head in his hands, wishing that it would just stop.
Suddenly the door to the cell block opened and footsteps were heard. Normally, Snow would just ignore the footsteps or would glare at who ever passed his cell but these footsteps sounded different. They were lighter and quieter. They stop every so often; apparently the person was looking inside of the cells. When they stopped in front of his cell Snow looked up.
He was met with gray eyes looking down at him. The boy couldn't have been older then 14-year-old yet he had a cold look in his eyes. His white hair had yellow area where the light of the light bulb reflected off it. He wore a pair of brown pants and an orange shirt. His skin looked like it hadn't been touches by the sun in years.
"Hi," Snow greeted and the boy just blinked. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?" He asked the boy continued to stare at him. Just when Snow was beginning to wonder if the boy was mute the door to the cell block opened again. This time there were a lot of footsteps, they all resembled the boy's footsteps and there were a couple of heavy ones accompanying them.
The boy turned to look at the group and Snow blinked as the group of people approached. A girl stood next to the boy. She looked into the cell and her green eyes searched the place.
"Oh wow, it's filthy in there isn't it?" The girl stated and Snow growled from the back of his throat. The girl eyes landed on him and her eyes widen. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." The girl apologized and Snow grunted. The girl's voice was high and she had a slight accent. Her hair was pink and her skin was slightly darker then the boys. He wore a pink skirt and red shirt. The boy rolled his eyes and the girl turned to him.
"Hope, everyone was looking for you." The girl stated and Snow looked at the boy. So that was his name.
"Sorry," Hope apologized and suddenly a group of people surrounded them. Snow sneered as his cell was suddenly surrounded by a group of 14-year-old's and a couple of guards. There was a woman there who appeared to be the one leading the group but she was too busy talking to one of the guards.
Finally, when the noise became unbearable Snow snapped at the group to get away from his cell. The entire group backed-up except for Hope who stood in front of the cell. He continued to stare at Snow before a smile spread across his face. His gray eyes narrowed and Snow looked back at him with a confused look.
"Pathetic." The boy stated and Snow threw himself towards the bars. Hope backed up and watched as Snow cursed at him, telling him that if he ever got out Hope was going to get it. All Hope did was blink and smile as Snow rampaged. The guards stood next to the cell, telling Snow to back away from the bars.
Snow did as he was told and sat at the other end of the cell, glaring daggers at Hope. The woman sighed in relief and then asked for everyone's attention. The children looked up at her, all except Hope who was smirking into the cell. The group turned to walk out of the cell block and Snow watched as Hope followed, the girl tagging along.
"Hope, does your dad really own this jail…?" Snow heard the girl asked and the door slammed shut. Snow glared at the floor, staring at the shoe he threw earlier and cursed at Hope. All the other people in the prison suddenly began laughing, quoting Hope and teasing Snow.
"Shut up all of you!" Snow yelled out and the prison block became quiet. He was left with the creaking of the swaying light bulb. He growled and took of his other shoe, hurling up at the light bulb and successfully hitting it. Shattered glass fell to the ground and Snow glared at the other end of the block.
Two weeks later, Snow sat at the lunchroom. He was silently eating his foot, emitting an aura for people to stay away. The door to cafeteria opened but no one paid attention. They all continued to eat their food or yell at the guy next to them. Snow's eyes traveled to the door where a man stood. He had short brown hair and a beard that only ran along his jaw line. He wore a black suit and glasses so he looked like a lawyer.
Snow sneered when he noticed Hope standing next to the man, wearing a black hooded jacket and blue jeans. Hope caught his stare and smirked; his eyes taunting. Snow growled low in his throat and looked up when the man looked in his direction. Both he and Hope left the cafeteria and Snow's grip of his plastic fork tightened until the fork snapped.
He threw away his food and walked out of the cafeteria into the courtyard. The courtyard was huge and gave the inmates enough room to walk around or play basketball. There were benches to sit down on if someone was tired and it could have resembled a high school basketball court if it wasn't for the ten guard stationed at every corner and entrance. Snow headed towards the fence that separated the male inmate from the female inmates and sat against it.
"Rough day?" A voice asked and the fence shook as someone sat with their back against Snow's. He smirked knowing it was Fang and turned to look at her over his shoulder.
"You could say that." Snow stated and turned back around to face the basketball court. He watched as two inmates played basketball only to be joined by six more.
"Care to share?" Fang asked. Snow looked back at her, only to be met with her wavy hair. Fang also had fair skin that looked like it never met the sun. At the moment she was wearing the long sleeve orange jumper they give the inmate, but when she was in her tank top her tattoo on her arm showed. Fang was the toughest girl Snow had ever met and they became fast friends, stopping by to talk to each other when they had the chance.
"It's that kid." Snow stated, watching the inmate's try and make a basket.
"What kid? Did Sarah have a one?" Fang asked, talking about Snow's old fiancée. He sneered and told her she was wrong. "Well, who then? I can't think of any kid." Fang asked and Snow looked around the courtyard.
"This kid with white hair, his name's Hope." Snow stated and Fang made an, "Oh" noise.
"You mean Bartholomew's son?" Fang asked and Snow turned to gave her a strange look. She shrugged and looked back at Snow. "Hey, it's good to know these things. Besides the kid's been wondering around for the past two months. Where have you been, under a rock?' Fang asked and Snow grunted.
"So you know him?" Snow asked and Fang snorted.
"Nah, he's been around my cell block a couple of times. Exchanged a few words and he kept on going. He seemed to be looking for something." Fang stated and Snow remembered how Hope had stopped at every cell before his.
"He stopped at my cell for quite a bit." Snow stated and Fang nodded. The guard blew the whistle and people began to walk into the prison. Snow said his goodbye to Fang and walked in, stopping in his tracks when he entered his cell block and spotted Hope staring into his empty cell.
Snow walked up to Hope and loomed behind him until he turned around. Hope's eyes grew and he backed-up against the bars. Snow smirked and Hope glared up at him, turning back around to face the cell. Snow frowned and continued to look down at the top of Hope's head.
"You shouldn't turn your back on a prisoner you know." Snow stated and Hope turned to glare at him. Even though Hope was barely tall enough to reach his chest he acted taller than Snow. His eyes were hard and he crossed his arms. Snow glared right back and him and blinked when he realized the Hope was starting to smile. "What are you-"
"AH! HELP – HE'S GOING TO HURT ME!"
"What!" Snow yelled and incredulously watched as Hope covered his head with his arms. Hope bent down and began screaming again making the security guards charge in his direction. He was promptly talked down and handcuffed as Hope was pulled away by another security.
Snow looked up as he was hauled away and noticed Hope's satisfied smirk. What the hell did he do to get this kid after him?