John opens my door and holds it open.
'Come on Hope it's time for breakfast' he says.
I'm currently pulling on my jumper. When my jumper is on I sit down on my bed and put my shoes on. John is waiting impatiently at the door
'Chop chop' he calls while checking the watch he wears on his left wrist.
'I can't concentrate if you're distracting me' I snap back. I'm moody as fuck! My hormones are haywire, I've started bleeding. It fucking sucks! John chuckles as I redo my lace that I just flopped at doing. His moaning is fucking annoying!
When my laces are done I walk out my room and into the hall.
I grab a bowl of cereal and 2 cartons of milk. One to drink, the other for my cereal.
'Oi only one, put one back' the kitchen lady who's currently restocking says, trying to grab my milk. I move my tray away from her grasping hands.
Why can't I have two cartons?! Does everyone want to piss me off today!
'Where exactly does it say that I'm only allowed to take one? I spit at her, annoyed, then I walk off. John's pestering this morning has put me in a foul mood. This woman can go suck on one for all I care. I'm not in the mood!
I get to an empty table and sit down, that's when the kitchen lady decides she wants my milk with a passion. She swipes her arm at my tray and grabs a carton of my milk. She's a fucking idiot!
My hand whips out and latches onto her wrist.
'Fucking give it back' I sneer angrily. She looks frazzled but tries to keep her composure.
'Your only allowed one' she snaps at me. I twist her wrist making her cry out but she loses her grip. I grab the milk from where it fell then forcefully shove her away.
'It's my fucking milk! Keep your hands off' I spit at her.
The woman seems to have had enough as she storms off. Bloody good riddance!
I pour a carton of milk into a cup then pour the other carton over my cereal. I then dig into my cereal.
I'm just about finished when Mr Tiz walks over handing me my meds. I take my meds with my cup of milk, without any fuss. Mr Tiz's eyes are watching me like a hawk. As soon as I've swallowed the tablets he walks off.
Unfortunately as Mr Tiz walks off John walks forward, the kitchen lady waiting in the hallway.
When John gets to me he orders curtly
'A word, outside'. I sigh and stand up. John grabs my arm and escorts me out into the hallway.
When John lets me go he steps forward then turns to face me, crossing his arms over his chest.
'Do you want to enlighten me on your actions in the hall this morning?' he asks, eyebrows raised.
'Well I walked in late..' john stops me.
'With the milk' he snaps at me while I chuckle.
'You should have been more specific John' I say cheekily. I'm so going to end up in secure today.
'What happened? This is your last chance before you're taken to secure Hope' he warns. I put my hands up in surrender.
'Alright alright, chill' I mumble then I blurt
'She stole my milk!' The woman's face pales.
'N..no.. I.. she' she stumbles over her words.
I watch her stumble over her words for a moment before I've had enough.
'What did you do then? Because if you can't tell! I certainly can' I say crossing my arms over my chest. John is not at all pleased with my attitude.
'That's enough from you Hope, let the woman speak' he says sternly.
We both look at the woman who's still stumbling over her words.
'I did.. t.. take b.. but she., she..'
'She can't even speak a full fucking sentence!'
'Tell me the truth and I do mean the truth' John says to me sternly. I look down and explain.
'I took 2 cartons of milk then she tried to take one! She followed me then tried again'
'Did you touch her?' John questions
'I may have'
'Listen to me carefully Hope! Your behaviour is unacceptable! You're lucky she's not gone to Mr Tiz about this! Now apologise'
'But she stole my milk!' I argue back.
'You have to the count of 5! 1...2...3...4'
'Fine I'm sorry' I mumble then storm out of the hallway. I storm right through the lobby and straight outside.
I fucking hate that bitch!