**3** part one

Being 13 year old girls was never an easy option for these three young ladies, crossing their paths at a juvenile delincuent facility south of the border, Diana unpacked her belongings from a plastic bag she carried with her, comes across this marching footsteps walking into the bunker room, metting a set of girls under very unorthodox circumstances. the two of them are already in there, and have lost count of how many days has it been since. They make her feel welcomed assigning her with a bed; the guards come in setting up rules, militarizing the interns, does not respond to a question made by the guard, immediately getting sucker punched in the stomach, turning their attention at the next person in line; bug-eyed-she stood in silence, without knowing what to say or do, one of the other two girls told the guard she was new. she got dismissed just this time, -the guards would get to her later-.

Diana was beginning to understand where she stood, and the grounds that she now had to walk on; always very outspoken with whatever she felt was good to fight for. Dealing with keeping her mouth shut, was too much to handle. An authority figure had never scared her before. Her soft side was clay molded on the walls of the inside of her chest, opening up space for the tough and self sufficiency void that pushed her into behaving the way she did out on the streets.

Lisa kept quiet to her self most of the time. An innocent bird on the outside, but very cerebral on the inside, got caught stealing a jewelry store to get her next fix, carrying a small hand gun in her back pocket. inside the facility she kept close to nadya. running chores together everyday, Nadya would plot schemes to trade contraband, sending Lisa to the kid from across the hall-the dealer of pills, crystal and cigarretes.

When Nadya got arrested and handcuffed, she was driven to an all woman jail cell, right before asking her age and name. When the police found out she was a minor, it was hard to believe she could be so run down at her young age, she looked as if she was a mother of two. rughed. beat down from her hard core lifestyle. Once inside the facility for young delincuents, the other girls looked up to her, and immediately took advantage of that situation taking Lisa under her wing to manipulate her at will.

Lisa on her own was a handfull, for weeks she had been carefully watching the truck sent by the municipal government that provided food for the interns. A medium sized truck with a refrigerated back box -that pulled in every wednesday afternoon. Lisa had already played it all out in her head, she was ready to move, but couldn't do it on her own, she knew Nadya would back her up (she was the only one with enough balls to go ahead and make it happen). In the dark, after lights out, beneath the bunkers, delicately measuring the steps, and how will they go about it. Diana, covered herself with those blankets that smelled 'previously used' pretending not to hear them on her first night there.

When she woke up, hit the showers, half naked, very awkward surrounded by strangers, reporting to the office afterwards and getting assigned to her duties in the kitchen: helping out-washing dishes.

Her second night in, coming back to bed exhausted couldn't help overhearing Lisa & Nadya plotting and whispering. They both had no choice but to pull Diana into it ...