A/N: I want to thank everyone who has favorited/followed my story, make sure to take a second and read and review this chapter! Sorry took so long to get this chapter posted, I am working on chapter 3 as we speak. :)
Chapter 2:
/Diiiiiing Diiiiing/
/Diiiiinnnggggg/
"Oh Jesus almighty, what the Hell is that racket?" Kristin looked up from her dark colored covers that were pulled over her head and saw the alarm clock was going off. She looked at it and said, "Nu-uh screw that." Pushing the snooze button as she sunk her head back into her fluffy pillows.
"Kristin you up?" Sara shouted from the next room over.
"Oh my God." Kristin mumbled, but then spoke loudly "Mh-hmm."
"Okay sounds good." Sara called out to her cousin.
Kristin scrunched her body way under the bed and went back to sleep, she was exhausted from her flight, and before she even got onto the plane her parents had her had a huge argument. Pretty much all night she as thinking about that, so she only got maybe two hours of sleep.
Sara was showered, groomed and dressed, as she shut her bedroom door she knocked on her guest room's door.
/knock knock/
"Kristin are you ready to go?" Nothing. Sara looked over in the bathroom; no one was in there. So she tried knocking again.
/knock knock/
"Kristin we have to g-" She turned the doorknob only to find her younger cousin just slowly getting out of bed. "Kristin we need to go, we are going to be late!"
The dark brunette looked at the lighter brunette and snarled, "You know what, I am sure we will be just fine. Just give me a second, okay?!" She was rustling through her suitcase trying to find an outfit to wear.
She looked up and noticed that Sara was still standing there, "I am going to get dressed, just chill out I will be ready in five minutes." The older woman sighed as she shut the door. After the door closed behind her, Sara grumbled, "Five minutes Kristin, that's all we have."
"Yeah, yeah." The younger woman snarled at her old family member, as she shuffled through her clothes. Literally throwing out items of clothing; one by one and said "Nope. Nu-uh. No way." To almost everything in her suitcase. Nothing was wrong with her clothes, per-say, but she wanted to be dressed up for this occasion.
After the five minutes was up, Sara didn't even look at her cousin until they were both sitting in her car, putting on their seat belts. As Sara heard the clicking sound, she looked over and shouted, "Nooooo way are you wearing that!"
"Hi, umm, Sara, yes I am!" Kristin countered as she looked down at her attire. "I see nothing wrong with this!"
The more mature adult didn't say anything, she was to busy on grinding her teeth to even mutter a word. She kept looking at the clock that was on the stereo system, they were going to be late. Letting out a heavy sigh, as she pressed on the gas pedal even more.
"As soon as we get to MY work, you will let me do all the talking. Understand?" Sara growled.
Kristin looked down at her clothes; a tight white tank top, a black hoodie and some light, flared denim with holes in the knees. She had earth tones for her make up, not to heavy, but it was easy to tell she was wearing makeup. Especially with her green eyes popping out from the Earth tones. Having her hair naturally wavy, she had her hair down, but tugged on all of it to rest on one side of her shoulder.
Passing through the security check, Sara and her cousin headed straight for Warden Pope's office. She had explained to several of the officer's who the guest was, hoping that this was not going to be an issue. Grabbing Kristin as she was taking her sweet time, "Come on dear, we don't have all day." She grumbled as she half dragged her family member. "God, I really hope Chief Pope doesn't have a problem with this…"
Kristin didn't say anything, she was to busy looking at everything as they were quickly zooming by the hallways and turning down new corridors every few seconds. It was quite a lot to take in! She saw mostly officers, not to many inmates, but she suspected as much. After all, from what Sara had said, they were on the other side of the prison.
Almost to Pope's office, the large, jolly, man was actually standing outside of his office. "Ah, Sara, I have been waiting for you." He smiled. Pope was almost always smiling; he was not a real harsh man, even to the prisoners. He felt that ninety-nine percent of the time; being wicked and overpowering to them, wouldn't do anything, but cause them to act out! "Your father, ahem," he took Sara to the side as he cleared his throat. "Told me about the situation."
The lady looked bewildered and said, "I'm sorry. I was not supposed to be involved with any of this." She said as she felt like she had betrayed her boss. "I am sorry if we can't find something for her to do."
"Well, no I didn't' exactly say that." Henry Pope grinned. "Your father said his nephew was going through a tough time, now I can not, just as you know as well, guarantee that she will be completely safe." He said as he stretched his arms out in the air, as if tentative. "But I think we could have her help with a couple different things."
Kristin could just make out every few words that they were saying, but she looked over at them and saw the older man with a big grin on his face. Sara's face looked helpless, like she was scared about something…