I woke up, my eyes still closed, wondering why my bed was so hard. My mom hadn't even woke me up yet. My eyes opened to see a dim, dusty, grey cell surrounding me. What the heck? But then all the details from yesterday came flooding into my brain. Being kidnapped, and brought here. I groaned loudly, wishing I had a normal life.

"Someone's finally awake." A voice says. I look over to see Zeke, staring at me like I was some kind of weird animal.

I sigh. I've been getting a lot of weird stares lately. "Uhm... Why are you staring at me like that? It's kind of annoying." I ask.

"Well, what about that plan you were telling me would have to wait till... today?" He asks me, staring out the cell door's window.

"Uhgghh... Well... It was about escaping but it's the most stupidist plan ever, that I think could lead us to death." I reply. Maybe it will work.

"I can tell you, escaping out of this place is going to be really hard. I've tried it before... Only once, and I failed. If we're going to get out of here, we'll need some help." He explains while staring at me intently, probably waiting for me to insult him or something. Okay then, maybe the plan won't work.

I roll my eyes and say, "Then how are we going to get help if you only know me and no one else?" My green eyes flew up to him, waiting for an answer.

He sighs and answers, "I do know other people besides you. It's not like I don't have any friends. But we'll just have to wait till lunch to ask them." I wrinkle my nose, thinking about the food they possibly served in jails.

"Sorry, I just thought you were a loner who doesn't have friends." I say calmly. Zeke gives me a pointed look and narrows his eyes at me. I laugh out loud at him.

(Zeke's point of view)

I just stare at her while she sits in the middle of the floor, laughing her head off, like some weird creep-o. At least I met one person who's actually weirder than me, no doubt. I think it's great that it's almost lunch and we don't have to sit here waiting anymore.

"Would you stop that laughing and get up? It's almost time for lunch. And you're really getting on my nerves." I say while narrowing my eyes at her. She quickly nods and gets up. I lean against the wall for a couple of minutes, and then I hear a knock on the door. I open it and peek out and see a guard.

"Time to eat lunch, get the girl here so we can cuff her." He says politely, gesturing for Lenaia and I to come here. She walks forward and stops at the door.

"Turn around miss. I have to cuff your hands. Zeke will take you down to the lunchroom with him." She scowls but still nods and turns around, so the guard cuffs her hands.

"Come on." I say, grasping her hands tightly, just in case. She looks up at me and rolls her eyes as we walk down the hallways.

"Why do I have to be cuffed and you don't?" She askes offensively, while elbowing me in the process.

"Because I'm the most trusted. I've been here for a while you know. And they say something about you being dangerous. Like, really dangerous." I add while smirking at her.

She looks like she wants to smack that smirk right off my face, and I don't blame her.

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(Lenaia's point of view)

Zeke leads me to the table in the corner of the cafeteria, with dirt and grime on it. And sitting there are one girl and one guy. We sit down at the table, and Zeke takes my cuffs off. I smile evilly, looking at my free hands. But then Zeke gave me a look that said, 'don't you dare even think about it.'

"Umm... So this is Scruff," Zeke gestures to the guy as he kindly waves at me. "And this is Glaine." He gestures to the girl who tries to smile, but it looks more like a grimace to me.

"I'm Lenaia." I say to them. They both smile at me, but continue to eat. How could they eat this stuff? I look down at my plate. It had some kind of soup, meatloaf, and what looked like a rotten egg. I try to eat while Zeke explains the what were trying to do, while we quietly brainstorm for the plan. What we came up with was: Next week at lunch, Glaine and Scruff will distract the guards, while Zeke and I sneak out of the Cafeteria. Glaine said she'd get a couple of friends to put up a fight with the guards while all of us escape. Yes I know, its the suckeist plan ever, but its going to have to work.