Chapter 313 A Caged Bird Sings In Trans Prison:>Ep11

• But like I said, my friends noticed I was being kind of weird. I mean, they didn't know me well, but there was a difference in the way I acted the first few days and the way I acted later. I was more nervous and I was less open. I think it must've been McKenzie who finally decided to do something about it. Anyway, she was the one who talked to me about it. It was in the afternoon, after lunch, we were at our normal seats in the common area talking. Most people were watching television or reading in their bunks, but we were talking.
• "Alright Odessa," McKenzie finally said after a long pause, "What's up?"
• "What do you mean?" I asked, although I had an inkling we'd be talking about serious stuff, since everyone at the table was sort of looking at me. Clara reached out and put her hand on mine, but I sort of rudely pulled it back. Not trying to be an ass, just not sure what to think of this.