Title: Hot Tempered Is Only The Beginning
Rating: T
Summary: Pretending to be a boy is only the half of what Lara Haven aka Jack has to put up with.
Scary-Girly: You can add music! I have wanted to do that for my other story but I wasn't sure if you could…oh man this totally just made my day lol. I'll try to add a song for the next update…but I'm not quite sure how.
A/N: This chapter is a bit of a dud, I'll be honest. But I wanted to put it in…so there lol.
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The eight of us walked into the burnt down break room and pretended to begin working. Seconds slithered by but eventually the five-minute margin was passed; Linc was sent out as look out and the carpet was pulled back.
"Hey Scraps." I looked up at the sound of C-Note's voice. "Got anyone waitin' on the other side? There was some pretty little thing you were talkin' to during visiting. She waitin' for ya?" It sounded like general conversation, even if it would be considered rude to others, but I knew better. I knew by the lopsided grin on his lips and the sound of his voice that there was a much more…malicious intent.
I pulled a face at what he said and then shook my head, causing jagged bits of red hair to fall into my eyes, which I frustratedly swiped away.
"That was my sister C, nothing more." I moved up to take a second glance at the hole as the board was removed, my heart beginning to pound with excitement. C-Note moved up beside me.
"So that's why you two look so similar eh…Jack." It was loud enough for all to hear, and all looked up at the strange way that he pronounced my name. My back stiffened and there was a knot of fear that tightened in my stomach.
Oh no…no this couldn't be!
"Yup." I said after a long moment. I looked up then and met his dark stare. "We're twins."
"Enough chit chat, your in the hole Scraps." Abruzzi said handing a shovel to me. I moved away from C-Note then not wanting him to see my shaky hands and the sweat that was breaking out on my forehead.
I crouched down by the rim of the hole and looked down, we had gotten pretty far down by now. Heaving a sigh, I placed the shovel beside me and then jumped into the hole. I straightened up only to find that my chin hardly reached over the top of the hole.
"Oh this is just ridiculous!" I grumbled scowling, as I had to jump to reach the shovel. The guys laughed at the sight causing me to scowl even more.
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The door opened and Linc came in quickly,
"Bulls" He said hurriedly causing a flurry of activity. Fear washed out the fatigue as I tossed the shovel up and out of the hole, this was the first time that I had been digging and now there was going to be a check! I placed my hands up on the rim of the hole and jumped…Oh now this was just embarrassing!
"Quick! Pull me up!" I hissed. Despite the rush, several of the inmates grinned. T-Bag grabbed my outstretched hand and easily yanked me to my feet – I practically flew outa that hole. The hole was covered up as I discreetly wiped my hand on the work pants. I looked up to see Westmoreland indicating for me to get over and start sanding one of the walls, so naturally, in all the excitement I started to run over, only the door opened just as I was doing so.
Because of the tension I stopped right in that position, frozen in the form of a runner.
Bellick walked in, stopped and looked at me oddly.
"What is it now Finch?" I hesitated for about a moment before placing my hands smartly on my hips and started leaning forward, occasionally switching legs.
"Oh you know, just a few lunges. All this work gotta stretch out right?" I did a few twists of the upper body – just to even things out – before stopping and moving over to my section of the wall.
"Guess I'll just get back to work now that that's all done." I could feel Bellick's incredulous stare on my back but I determinedly sanded at the wall trying to ignore the grin that Westmoreland was hiding.
"Well you aren't being paid to 'stretch out' Finch. And if any of you ladies decides to do the same…you'll find the accommodation in the SHU most suitable for slackers." With that said Bellick turned and left, there was a moment of strained silence and then,
"Those looked like pretty intense lunges Jacko." Lincoln said with the beginnings of a teasing smirk. I turned and grinned back,
"Ah well you know, gotta stay limber." This was met by uproarious laughter, my mouth fell open and my face blushed scarlet.
"I didn't mean that!"