Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

School always brought problems for Cory not because of grades, but because of the people. She considered herself to be a kind hearted soul and she generally was. She had a big heart and hated to make people sad however, she couldnt just allow herself to get tortured every day. No, that wasnt in her agenda of life wishes and dreams. Cory knew she had a short haircut, her face was cute and when she wore the right outfit she looked as girly as any other, but the rich popular students of her school didnt accept it. As more time passed, the bullying continued, but somehow she convinced herself to ignore her abusers and focus on school. Her grades remained pretty high with one exception, honors chemistry. Soon she was a shining academic star, until the bullying grew even worse. It came to the point where her stuff was getting trashed, her homework stolen, and her dignity compromised. There is only so much someone can take before a confrontation happens. Cory caused quite the scene, but no assault took place. Only a really good yelling match which she happened to win. Her witty comments had won her that battle, but her poor background had lost her the war. The offended teenage girl by the name of Jessica Melton went home and told her rich father what had happened. A lawyer, that just happened to be his occupation and he wasnt just any lawyer he was a lawyer for extremely important people. Of course he knew that he couldnt convict Cory for sticking up for herself, but fabricated evidence always worked best. It had been a normal day like any other, sun shining while a comfortable breeze shifted through the trees when the cops knocked down Corys door. Her parents werent home, working long shifts as usual hoping to keep up the rent. She was held for hours without any explanation, until finally the charges against her were revealed. Theft? Cory couldnt think of one thing she had stolen, in fact she advocated against stealing. She knew how hard people worked for their things and she never would take that away from someone. Of course she denied it over and over and over again, but that didnt mean a thing. She came to realize her situation and in the cops eyes she was guilty before proven innocent. Her parents arrived and her father seemed so disappointed, even he believed the lies engineered against her. At least Corys mother seemed to have a little faith in her. Due to the inefficient funds her family owned a public lawyer got assigned to her case. When the court date finally arrived Cory was surprised to see Mr. Melton trying her case. That day remained crystal clear in her head, how cruel her fate had been. All her dreams were eliminated by an arrogant, corrupt, rich family. The tears that had spilled for so long eventually stopped, her dad seemed to want to disown her. Even her family seemed to fade away into the abyss of awful. After a few days in a detainee area, Cory found herself shoved onto a bus by a guard. He seemed so burnt out, like he was sick of all the criminals he had to transport. The ride seemed a little too long, but she shouldnt complain. She would be spending a year in a jail camp, which was much worse than a couple hour bus ride. She yearned for nothing else would go wrong, she hoped desperately that no other corrupt business happened under the table. Finally, after a grueling ride in a hot bus they finally arrived. Upon her exit of the bus Cory looked skeptical and even more so when she saw the warden. He looked so intimidating, but at the same time he didnt look like the type to be running a juvenile prison facility. Cory had a gut feeling that he was more than capable at running things. Her hands shook a bit as she walked forward, the fear couldnt be quelled. Prison was never an option for her, never a thought, and now here she was standing before a warden. His smooth, commanding voice filled her ears and she nodded in response to her name. She was indeed Cory Blackwood. He further introduced himself his statement almost sounded inviting, welcoming. For some reason she felt a little annoyed by that fact, welcoming was that last thing this place was. She quickly let the feeling pass because it was a hopeless cause and there was no way to rewind the past. The tug on her cuffs spurred her forward, the wolf leading the lamb to slaughter. Most definitely the situation she seemed to be in. She followed the Warden obediently, not attempting to cause any trouble that was the last thing she needed. Her eyes wandered around the building they entered and she observed the dreariness of it all. Finally, she found herself in a room with a shower and a few chairs and some clothes. She shivered while staring at the shower and the glanced at the warden. Would she have to shower in front of him? The thought disturbed her more than a little bit. Instead of heading for the shower they sat down and Cory sat silently, until the Warden questioned her. Cory almost told him she was innocent, but that had only caused her more trouble. So with utter defeat she replied with the lie that had been forced down her throat. Theft, Sir she replied her voice soft and melodic. Her eyes averted downward she couldnt bring herself to look him. Admitting she was a criminal when she wasnt made her heart throb in agony.