Baby Bell (Orange is the New Black)

Room Assignments

We drove though what remind me of the forest from the sparkly vampire movie, Twilight. Morello was driving and my fellow inmates were off in their own little worlds, dreaming most likely of their release even though we just started. I couldn't help but contemplate in the words Officer Bell said. Would they really eat me alive! I know I was tiny for my age and slightly shy in big groups. I would most definitely be the girl no one expected to be here. But here I am sitting in this old van being drove to my doom.
" Inmates out." Officer Bell yelled harshly. I knew I was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm but I couldn't help it. As I climbed out of the van and stood next to these women, they towered over me. I was a small little weed against these trees.... I really am going to be eaten alive.
We continued walking into the stone building with barbed wire fence surrounding it, and with the only slightly bigger or what I thought was only slight Morello led the way.
The processing wasn't as eventful as I thought it was going to be. I even had a small laugh as lChapman overstepped her boundaries already and making the other C.O.s angry. I notice how the tall man with the weird mustache kept staring at Chapman and me. It was a little unsettling. We continued down the ever depressing hallway to cells. My sad look must had deepened in front of Morello because the way she gave me the pity look.
"Chapman, St.Claire top bunks in here," Morello tried to say with a happiness in her voice but I could tell it was fake. As I walked into the cell two elderly women can up to me, "don't make your bed we will make it for you." I know these women are trying to help so I shook my head in understanding.
" What's your name?" The lady with the breathing tube and Russian sounding accent asked.
" Chapman" an irritated sigh came from the Russian woman.
" Not you," pointing to me "the quiet one." In my delicate voice I answered, " St. Claire." The look was unnerving that all three of the women gave me. The girl with bushy hair jumped down from the bunk on top of the nonrussian lady. " How old are you!" You must not be more than 16!" I couldn't help but giggle a little bit, " I'm actually 22!" Their mouths all hung open in utter shock.
" Come on St. Claire it's time to eat." The lady who's name was Nicky said.