Shower time. I followed the guard into the locker room and he gave me a few minutes to change into my towel. I stripped down and looked all over my body. There were still cuts and bruises lingering, but nothing serious. My eyes followed all the way down to my lower back. It was nearly healed and the swelling had gone down. Now the only thing remaining were the words Bella imprinted. I quickly wrapped the towel around my body and stepped out.

As usual, I was waiting for all of the guys to finish their shower so I could take mine. I thought that maybe I would just take a peek to see what was going on. I blushed when I saw Michael standing underneath the shower. He had his back to me and my eyes were lingering on his tattoos. They told me that Michael had tattooed the blueprints of the prison onto his body. I guess what Haywire thought was right. I noticed that he wasn't alone. Seth approached him very timidly. I thought that the shower would be a weird place to talk to someone, but hey nothing surprised me anymore.

"Help me," he said frightened.

Poor Seth. The kid had been staying with Tbag for a while now, no wonder he was so scared. Michael looked up at him with sympathy for a moment, but a noise caught everyone's attention. Tbag was glaring at both the guys and started to approach them. I quickly turned my head around and hid behind the wall. There were some things in this world that I never wanted to see, and Tbag naked was one of them. Not much later, Seth came bolting into the locker room. He was shaking either because he was cold or terrified. I slowly approached him.

"Help me please," he whispered.

I rested my hand on his wet shoulder. I tried to tell him that everything would be all right, but I doubted that he believed me. I gave him a reassuring smile, and he attempted to return it. I turned around and saw Tbag watching us. He had his towel wrapped around his waist, and I defensively held onto mine tighter. Seth took off leaving me alone. Where was the guard when you needed one?

"Is there a reason you were talking to my boy?" he asked.

I tried to avoid looking at him, but he stepped forward making it nearly impossible. I looked up at his face and he was smiling at me.

"You have the poor kid scared to death," I said.

I was backed up against the wall and he put each hand on the side of my face resting against the wall.

"Why do you care about my affairs Laneykins? Unless of course you're jealous of the time I spend with Seth."

I rolled me eyes at him. He knew that wasn't the reason at all, he was just being an idiot. He looked up and down my body, and suddenly I became self-conscious. It probably had something to do with the fact that we were both naked, except for the towels. He moved one of his hands so that it was stroking my towel. I gripped on to it as hard as possible so it wouldn't fall down. I wanted to flinch away from Tbag's touch, but I didn't. Something glued me to that spot and my eyes never left Tbag's.

"Tbag back off!" shouted one of the guards.

He immediately let go of my towel and stepped back. He gave me one last smirk before disappearing. I looked to the guard who was giving me a confused look. He was probably wondering why I didn't try to fight Tbag off. I couldn't give him an answer so I stepped into the shower without saying a word.

After feeling as clean as I possibly could, I had to be escorted out for PI. I thought it was kind of ironic that just after getting clean, I had to go work and get dirty. I caught up with the other guys who were already working. I avoided eye contact with Tbag and decided to lean against the wall. They weren't really doing work, just making it look like it for the guards. Bellick came in to inspect the work we were doing. He saw me just watching everyone else, and I guess he needed to make himself look like a badass.

"Collins are you just going to sit around all day, or work," he spat.

I decided that I wanted to be a smartass back.

"Well sir, I just got out of the shower and don't want to get dirty."

He looked at me for a moment deciding what to do. Since, I wasn't really an inmate he was trying to think of the best way to handle the situation while still keeping his manhood.

"Well boys I wasn't aware that we had a princess in our midst. Maybe we should carry her around too so her precious feet don't touch the ground," he mocked.

He said it to try and humiliate me in front of the guys, but it didn't really work. I acted as though it did. I became all flustered and didn't respond. He smiled victoriously and left the room. The guys looked at me and I gave them a grin and rolled my eyes.

"What a dumb f***."

They all laughed and as soon as Sucre gave the signal got out the hammers to start digging. Lincoln looked like he was the most anxious to start digging. He grabbed the hammer and started pounding against the floor. I figured he would wear himself out at the pace he was going. He was hitting that drain over and over again. And it was loud, like really loud. Everyone was nervous that he would make the guards come in. Abruzzi made him stop for a moment, and I thought that Lincoln would hit John with the hammer.

"Lincoln calm down," soothed Michael.

"I can't Michael. LJ is out there somewhere and the warden won't let me find him. I need out of here!"

Everyone at once tried to calm Lincoln down, and he eventually did. They started working again, but realized the residue of the floor was starting to pile up. Michael said the guards would start to notice the pile up after a while.

"So dump a little every so often," I suggested.

They looked at me and considered the idea. So now every time we would go on break, everyone would take a handful of rocks and casually dump it in the yard. We made sure not to make it obvious, but just casually did it. I was sitting on the ground next to Michael up against the fence dropping off some of the rocks. Tbag had just finished his load and was heading our way. Oh joy. Michael pulled me to my feet and we watched a bus pull into the prison. It was like the bus that I rode to get here.

"Freshman," cooed Tbag stepping behind me.

He bit his lip and watched the new kids come off of the bus. I guess I shouldn't call them new kids because some of them were older guys. I did see one young guy get off the bus. He looked about my age and walked with a stupid swag about him. He wasn't that bad looking though. I watched him for a little bit, and hoped that these new inmates wouldn't cause me trouble.