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I seriously hate Ashley Davies.

‘Liar’, my conscious contradicted me.

‘Dammit… I’m never going to fall asleep’, I think to myself.

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But eventually I do, hours later. And as soon as I start enjoying my slumber I’m jostled awake by the sound of metal clanging. I nearly leap out the bunk in a panic, but then see Barry smiling impishly whilst swinging his baton.

He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly and speaks, "It’s lunch time, you’ve already missed breakfast".

I blanch at his words.

"I must’ve been tired", I spoke to myself out loud forgetting last nights incident.

Barry gives me a weird look.

"Already hopped on the looney bin I see, Ashley must’ve done a number on you", Barry excused himself before I could say anything.

Ashley and her wandering hands incident popped in my head, she was the reason for my lack of sleep. I wanted to be annoyed but my stomach growled so I sighed, heading out of my cell to the lunch room.

Tatianna spots me as I walk into the lounge, waving me over where Rachel and a strawberry-blonde are chatting away. I grimace upon seeing Ashley two tables away talking to Barry. I guess I’m still pretty sour about the whole her ‘molesting me in my sleep’ thing.

When I sit between Rachel and Tatianna I feel Ashley’s glare burn holes in the back of my head.

‘Whats her flipping problem’, I think to myself. Refusing to turn my head.

"Rough night", Tatianna suggests lewdly, waggling her brow.

No doubt I probably looked like a raccoon with these dark rings around my eyes, from lack of sleep.

I kick her shin under the table, "Not in the mood", I grumble.

She sticks out her tongue and scoffs.

"Hey Rachel I was thinking about something..", I started.

She stops her conversation and looks at me expectantly, giving me the all clear to continue.

"I need help with some studying. There must be some way to prove my innocence", I stated and Rachel nodded.