JUIPTER

Rocco looked around for jack. He'd been gone for 2 weeks now, no one had seen him. Man the kid had just disappeared.

It wouldn't be the first time jack had been gone for weeks though he'd done it before and had come back has if he had never left. Boss hadn't said too much, I mean he was like where's jack. Jacky had shown up and mentioned they both got in a fight. Boss was curious, I could tell he just dinit want to talk about it. Riots seemed like they were though, so it was back to more casual business instead of planning days when the cops wouldn't be around. He missed Harley more and more. He thought about her almost every day. Behind that makeup she was just like a little girl. Pale tan skin, soft baby blue eyes. Perfect nose, and the best lips he had ever seen. The shape of her face was narrow, and her skin looked soft. And that laugh and light blonde hair.

He missed her, he had always liked her. He** boss probably missed her too.

Sam sat on the ledge of the bridge looking down at the water. Andrew stood there.

"Did you talk to him?" "We got in a fight "Andrew said.

"I was being stupid, I punched him which kind of started the whole thing between me and him. " Sam Smirked sarcastically. "Actually to be honest..." He bit his lip, staring off at the water then at sam. "He kicked my ass I kicked his ...you know. I'm not sorry, he's an asshole and I'm glad I stabbed him."

" I'm only apologizing now…because I know how much you like him." "First of all I don't like him like that, he's my friend a**hole, 2nd I like you, and I don't care if you stabbed him but if you ended up killing him then we might have a little bit of a problem. 3rd have you seen him around?"

It was the same thing every day and I was kind of getting used to it. The officer was filled with shi*. Me and mark usually spoke and if not it was fransico always wanted to say hi. We sat in class doing math. "Do your work "the officer said to the girl with black long weave her eyes dark has she stared at him. "I don't get it "she said, a few people laughed. "Mother Lisa, crystal doesn't get it here, you asked for help yet, huh?" he asked her.

This time it was officer john. She only stared at him. He grabbed her arm. "Let's go ask her for some help then shall we?" She began screaming loudly, she smacked his hand over and over again trying to make his hand let go. "Don't touch me!" Her screams were loud an annoying has the nun came over and tried to help. The officer pushed her aside. "You think doing heroin is gonna help you change, huh?" " fuc* you!" she screamed and bit his arm. He pulled out his tazor and quickly tazed her, her body jerked has he muttered the words fuc* and the officers gently took her and rushed her to the nurse. I sat on the bench in gym. Fransico sat down beside me. "Man you gotta try this?" I looked in his hand. It was a joint. I smirked.

"You put anything on it I should know about?" I teased. "You aint gonna owe me nothin' man, my brother gave it to me…I trust you." I dinit believe him. Not. One

Bit.

I grabbed it quickly when the guards went to go see what the girls were yelling about. I smoked it for 7 seconds before giving it back to him. "You done a joint before?" He asked me. I nodded. "I've done cocaine, valium, and weed. That's it." "And I thought I was bad man." I exhaled the vapor leaning back.

I relaxed leaning against the back of the bench. "Heroin, and meth…that's the shi* that fuc*s you up "I muttered. Fransico took another shot, and mark came over seeing us. "You mind if I take a little bit of that?" Mark took it, pretending to do a dance while smoking it and handing it back to fransico. We all got a little high after 2 minutes. Mark was faintly laughing while fransico and I were spaced out and relaxing. Mark told me he was getting out in a few weeks, he had stolen a bunch of overpriced candy from an overpriced store, and his dad thought he had learned his lesson which was the wrong perspective. He left the next week. I told him one thing though. "Tell Rocco that I'm here, and that all he has to do is come bail me out." Knowing rock he probably wouldn't. To do this he would have to get through the police, and everything he had on him was bought with stolen money, stolen, or fake.

Ivy leaned against her cell, she was beside Harley but only temporarily. Harley's giggles made her smile, even when it all seemed darkest at most. They had begun to write each other. There was a crack through the wall, small enough just for paper to fit through. Doctor Hugo would always give her thin pieces of paper and ask her what she wanted to do to that piece of paper. He was a pathetic excuse of a psychiatrist, what the h*** did he want her to do with the piece of paper stick it up her… anyways she had found a small pencil with just barley any eraser in the bathroom. They'd pass it back in fourth. She grabbed the note and began to read. It was late, and Harley would probably be going to sleep.

She blinked for a moment hearing guards talking outside of her cell, she then turned back to the paper and began to read to herself.

Hey red, it's me again. I now truly don't know who it would be anymore. I have to be honest though, I'd never expect anyone has wonderful, smart and cool has you to end up in this looney bin. I miss my pudding, because he feels has if he's so far away even though he's not. I miss jack and his eyes. I miss not being able to look at your face red, I've never had any friends really. And you were the only one, probably the forever one who will always be there. I miss being normal, but it always takes someone normal to do things that are not so normal. Being a criminal is the best heroin I've ever had. Candy coated, with a passionate feeling that dies down when it's all over. Being high to yourself and being kissed in the air by everything you've ever wondered if you could do and everything you think you can do. I miss that feeling and I love the sprinkles of the pain. I lost the girl named Harleen, tell me what happened to her, and tell me what she was like.

Your friend, Harley.

Something made her cry. A clear tear ran down her green eyes. She blinked has another one rolled down. It was just that last part. Tell me what she was like. She had known Harleen at arkham, and of course not as well has she knew her now. Then she was the quiet misunderstood woman , very serious. Now she dinit know if she was being her true self or what, she just hated to know that she was sad when she was so beautiful when she smiled.