They only took one class with me, which was Geometry and had funny looks on their faces when I walked in. “What’s up?” I asked sensing that something was wrong.“Lorielle was moved,” Teena said.I shrugged my shoulders. “And? I didn’t fuck with her like that anyway. The bitch barely even talked.”“We got a new bunkmate,” Peaches spoke up.“So? What’s the big deal?” I sat on the bed and pulled out a joint. Buff had a few chickens he was cool with sneak weed in during visitation for me to sell. My pockets stayed fat although we smoked that shit like chimneys in Alaska. “Ya’ll wanna go behind the dumpsters and smoke this shit?”Teena glanced over at Peaches. “It’s Chanda,” she said.Now that was one bitch I hated with a passion. She had only been there for two months and was trying to act like she ran some shit. She had been locked up for beating some chick with a four by four and putting her in a coma. She was in a gang. I didn’t know if she was supposed to be a Crip or what, but I didn’t need a gang.
