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The women gathered in the cafeteria. Aaliyah sitting atop of Janae's lap since the rest of the seats were taken. She glanced over the new inmates in orange on the other side of the metal gate. Making sure she didn't know anyone, but it was too crowded to see much. Aaliyah looked away, listening to the group talk about the new inmates. Janae didn't like it at all, clearly. But then again, she didn't like anything that much.

"Aaliyah!" The group all turned their heads to see who called Liyah's name. Liyah froze hearing that voice. Like every single memory came flashing forward. "Yo, who's that?" Cindy questions. Liyah turned her head, looking over to see an old friend, or more like, an old enemy. Taylor Martin. "Fucking hell. I can't catch a break."

Janae furrowed her brows, Liyah never mentioning this person to her before. At least from what she could recall. Taylor grinned, waving her fingers at Aaliyah. Liyah looked away, choosing to ignore her. "Who's she?" Janae asks, glaring at the girl.

"Uhh, she's an, old friend." Aaliyah closed her eyes, not believing this was happening to her. What the fuck did she do to deserve this? "Aaliyah, come on, seriously?! You gonna ignore me?" Taylor called. Aaliyah simply flipped the girl off, not bothering to look at her. "I take it, y'all ain't friends no more," Taystee mumbles.

"Change the subject please." Aaliyah mutters, rubbing her head in irritation and annoyance. Taystee switched the topic, now talking about Suzanne who didn't come in with the rest of the women. Cindy made a comment about Suzanne drowning, clearly not meaning it but Taystee took it seriously. "Yo. She did not drown. She ran off with that turtle girl."

Janae clicks her tongue, "Man, you see? Hanging around white folks is a bad idea." Aaliyah probably would've reminded her she was also white but her mind was way too focused on Taylor. All her mind went to was the amount of possibilities she had to kill her, torture her, or really just scare her.

Soso speaks up as Cindy chuckled. "I'm not white."

"Yeah, but you ain't brown." Janae shot back. Poussey quick to defend her, well whatever they were. "And you ain't shit. Racist." Aaliyah squints her eyes, "Watch your mouth." She defends. Janae nods, "Black people can't be racist. We have no power," Janae corrects.

Cindy decides to add something, disagreeing with her statement. "I'm gonna have to call bullshit on that. I'm sorry look, we may not be able to act on our racism, like, put people in the ghetto, send them to shitty school, kill 'em in the back of police vans. But we sure as shit can be racist as everybody else, cause this is America. Land of the free, home of the racist." She did make a good point. Though Liyah also understood Janae's point.

Aaliyah lays her chin on Janae's head as Taystee adds in again, worried for Suzanne. "Yo, is anybody worried that Suzanne is AWOL?" Liyah was a little worried but she felt Suzanne could take care of herself. She was stronger than half of the girls in prison anyways.

"Yeah, we're all worried. But we're stuck. And we're all moist and uncomfortable-" Soso says only to be interrupted by Janae. "And I'm mostly dry." Aaliyah frowns, faking a hurt expression, "Ouch. That hurt, truly." Of course she makes a sex joke in this time. Janae smiles slightly, patting Liyah's thigh.

Cindy and Poussey snicker. "Damp. Is that better? Is moist, like, some kind of trigger word for you?" Soso sassed. Janae turned, thinking the girl said something different, "What did you say?"

"Trigger, man. She said trigger." Poussey defended.

Liyah chuckles when Cindy tried to egg it on, Taystee quickly stopping her, knowing Janae would act on it. "Hey! What? I'm bored! Can't we have a race war? It'll be fun!" Aaliyah snickers, shaking her head. "Yo, Liyah, that blonde girl still callin' you," Poussey comments, all of them looking over to see a very desperate Taylor calling on the Brit.

Liyah rolls her eyes, sighing, she got off of Janae's lap. "I'll take care of this."

Janae holds her hand on Liyah's waist, "Want me to come with?" Liyah shook her head, "Nah it's okay. This is between me and her." They all watch as Liyah makes her way towards the blonde. "How much y'all wanna bet that they fight?" Cindy chuckles. Janae rolls her eyes, "There's a gate between them. If they fight, it's not gon' be right now."

"Aaliyah. How's it going?" Taylor questioned when Liyah got closer. "What the fuck do you want?" Liyah spoke coldly, not in any mood to fuck around. She didn't even want to acknowledge the girl, let alone talk to her.

"Come on, there's no need to be so harsh. That was all in the past. Let's put it behind us." Taylor urged. Aaliyah scoffs, shaking her head, she didn't respond. "Is that your girlfriend over there?" Taylor asks. Clearly reffering to Janae. That's when Liyah slammed her hand against the bars, turning to face Taylor fully. "No, no, here's what we're not gonna do. You're not gonna pretend to be my friend. I fucking hate your guts. You're a fuckin' slag who deserves absolutely nothing."

Taylor huffed, "There's no need to be rude about it. You're not exactly a prude either."

Liyah scoffs. "We are not friends. We are not going to be friends. You will stay away from me, and my friends. I'm not the same girl you once knew. I've shed blood, I am not afraid to do it again. You stay in your fucking place and we won't have a problem. But don't for a second think that I will go easy on you. You're still the same cunt and that's never going to change." Taylor looked down, as Liyah turned to leave, only to stop herself. "And stay away from my girl, or I'll do worse things than kill you."

Liyah walked back over to Janae just as the Warden announced for everyone to head back to their bunks and stand outside their cubes for count. Liyah walked into her bunk, noticing how they were now bunk beds instead. She groaned, hating that she was gonna get a roommate now. They finished up count and Liyah laid down in her bed, resting her eyes.

"Martin, top bunk above Watson." Liyah opened her eyes, standing up immediately. Janae wasn't paying attention, obviously not knowing Taylor's name anyways. Taylor grew a small smirk, passing Liyah, she walked into Janae and Poussey's bunk. Liyah watched, her jaw clenched. "You're Watson, right?" Taylor questioned, tossing her stuff on the top bunk.

Janae turned to look at the girl, her brows raised, "Yeah. Why the fuck do you care?"

Taylor smiled, "Yeah you're definitely Liyah's type. Mean, fit, and pretty."

Janae rolled her eyes, standing up and walking over to Liyah. "Can I kill her, or is it too early for that?" Janae leaned against Liyah's bed frame whilst Liyah glared at the blonde in Janae's bunk. "I'll deal with this." Liyah walked over the CO, tapping her on the shoulder. "I need to speak with Caputo immediately. Tell him it's Channing, and she's very fucking upset."

The CO sighed, using her radio to call in Caputo. "What it is?" "Channing has a problem here," the CO replied. Caputo sighs, "I'll be right there, give me a second."

Aaliyah smiles, walking back into her bunk, Janae pulls her down so she sat on her lap. "I can't believe they put a white girl in my bunk," Janae mutters. Aaliyah hummed, pressing a kiss to Janae's shoulder. "I'll take care of it, don't worry."

"Yeah, don't worry. Aaliyah's got it all taken care of," Taylor mocks from outside of Aaliyah's bunk. Liyah got up, "Mock me again, I dare you." Liyah shoved her, Taylor immediately shoving her back. Aaliyah swung first, knocking Taylor out just as Caputo got there to stop the fight before it escalated any further. Janae held back Liyah as Taylor held her bloody nose from the floor.

"What is this about now, Channing?" Caputo questions.

"I want her out of her. Put her literally anywhere else, I don't care. As long as she isn't near me. Cause, Caputo, if you don't, I'm sure the last thing you need is a dead inmate." Aaliyah threatened. Caputo sighs, running a hand down his face. "Okay. Martin, come with me, you're being reassigned...for your own protection. No one else will be assigned to Channing's bunk...for their own protection, trust me." Caputo explained the last part to the CO.

Taylor stands up, grabbing her stuff, she glared at Aaliyah. "Martin, let's go." Aaliyah smirked, both she and Janae waving their fingers teasingly at the blonde. "Fucking bitch." Taylor muttered under her breath, following Mr. Caputo out of the room.

Janae chuckles, pressing a kiss to Liyah's cheek. She whispers into Liyah's ear, "That was kinda hot when you fucked her up."

"And you say I flirt too much."

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It was entirely too early in the morning for people to still be crying. Aaliyah stood up, grabbing her stuff, she might as well take a shower and get ready before everyone woke up and the lines would be hella long. Liyah leaned down in front of Janae's bed, nudging her to wake up. "What?" Janae spoke, her morning voice deep when she did. "Let's go before everyone wakes up. Unless you wanna wait in a line full of half naked women."

Janae groaned, throwing the blanket off, she stood up, grabbing her stuff. They walked towards the showers, both of them sharing a look when they hear the water of a shower on. Aaliyah walked over, clenching her jaw at the sight of Taylor standing in the shower, shampooing her hair. "Don't worry. I'll be out in a minute, assuming you guys are up this early to have shower sex." Taylor spoke boredly.

Aaliyah raised a brow, "Pardon?"

Taylor chuckles. "Since when did the Aaliyah Channing become such a prude? Unless...you two haven't done it yet?" Taylor smirked, turning off the water and stepping out. The water dripping from her body as she stepped closer towards Aaliyah. "Wow. I never knew you were the one to wait for someone." Taylor turns to Janae. "By the way, if she doesn't get what she wants. She will leave you. And I'll be waiting, legs wide open for her."

Janae stepped closer, "You want another bloody nose bitch?"

Taylor snickers. "I'm leaving, I'm leaving. Have fun you two. Or don't." Taylor wrapped a towel around herself, walking out of the bathroom.

Aaliyah scoffs under her breath. "Don't listen to her. She doesn't know what she's talking about." Janae pursed her lips, sitting on the bench as Aaliyah removed her clothes. "What if she does?" Aaliyah turns to her, "What are you talking about?"

"We haven't exactly done anything besides kiss..." Janae mumbles, suddenly stressed about the situation. Liyah shook her head, "No, no, no. This is what she does. She gets into your head. She's trying to break us up. I just got you, I'm not letting you go." Liyah turned on the shower, stepping inside. "And love, we've been together for what? A few days? We don't need to have sex immediately. You barely figured out your sexuality. I may imply it but I'm not gonna force sex it on you if you're ready for that."

Janae gets undressed, stepping inside the shower behind Aaliyah. "And what if I am?"

Aaliyah turned around, letting the water pour down her hair. "If you were, the last place we'd do it in is the shower. Our first time should be somewhere less...gross." Janae smirked, moving in front of Liyah to let the water hit her. "Then find somewhere less gross and we'll talk."

Aaliyah squints her eyes, "I can't tell if you're being serious or not."

Janae chuckles, not responding. "You're a bitch, you know that?" Janae glances at her with a smile, "And you love that about me." Aaliyah smirked, putting her hands on Janae's bare waist, "I love many things about you."

"Oh yeah?" Liyah nods. "Name some then."

Liyah raised a brow, "Then we'd be here all day." Janae pursed her lips, "I'm free before lunch. Tell me then. In the library."

Aaliyah smiles, "Are you implying what I think you're implying?"

"Maybe."

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a/n: officially into season four! hope this was a good first chapter for it

taylor martin is gonna be portrayed by lily-rose depp

taylor is gonna be a big part of the story as well! youre not meant to like her, she's an antagonist

warning ahead of time, there will be no smut, only suggestive scenes that won't go into lots of detail!

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