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    Help! I'm A Blonde in Prison – (Chapter: Love At First Fight (LONGER VERSION))

    Ch. 3

    Ashley :

    I was just released from solitaire. The only reason why I was there was because Kenzie my ex-god freak cell mate called me a spawn of the devil and that my sole purpose of existence was to corrupt and burn in hell. She said thats why my father died and I snapped. There’s only so much you can take. Barry informed me that I had a new cell mate. I wasn’t to thrilled but he told me she was unique. Her name was Spencer. Never heard of a girl with that name, I was sort of intrigued and wanted to see how she looked. I walked down the corridor to my cell when I saw movement and heard grunting. A hot surge of anger went through me because the thought of Spencer having sex with someone else didn’t settle well with me. But to my surprise I see a blonde, I’m assuming is Spencer because I’ve never seen her before. She was fighting Dana and I was going to interfere but she looked like she could handle herself because she was taking on Dana and Dana wasn’t the weakest person in the world. I watched the fight in amusement and nearly keeled over when Dana rushed at the blonde and missed, hitting the wall. I began really getting interested in Spencer because she was in a fight for her life and she had the balls to laugh at Dana in the heat of the fight. I watched entranced as Spencer roundhouse kicked Dana to the ground, but got worried when I saw her falter. I guess she was getting tired she looked like a little kid compared to Dana. When Dana got back up to fight I decided enough was enough; My fist connected solidly across her skull to knock her out but I regretted hitting her as soon as I did, when I hissed from the throbbing pain my knuckles. ‘Jesus! Christ! that hurt’, I mentally screamed as I watched Dana sag to the ground unconscious. I kicked her out of our cell and walked over to Spencer, she began to fall and I caught her.

    "You okay ?", I asked genuinely concerned.

    She nodded and was staring at me. Probably trying to figure out where I came from and who the frak I was. I watched her carefully, she was really young, she had long blonde hair, and had azure colored eyes that were drooping. Thats when I felt a sticky liquid on my hand where I held Spencer’s head. I checked and I saw blood. 

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