Taking in a deep breath I waited outside the steps of my tiny little home. My father had already left for his job, holding onto a warm mug. Warming my chilly hands, the rain has been relentless the last couple of days. Tiny little pieces of my blond hair fell out of my pinned curls; school was the second thing on my mind today. Today my father wasn't training new guards for the prison. But today was the day that new prisoners were arriving to Alcatraz. I've grown up here, although my mother was distressed about her baby living on an island she had little choice over the matter of where I lived. She was leaving my father for some sailor who was preparing for war; she lives in Northern Carolina now. I heard something a few years back about her being a grandmother. So I gather now that I have step-siblings, but none of them are my family. Surprisingly, my family was a rowdy bunch. I had the whole family; the crazy uncle, the murderous brother, the strict father. My father brought my here when I was one, sixteen years I've been living on this rock. Well, today seventeen but I don't think my father even remembers he has a lot on his plate today. Putting down the mug, I wrapped my trench coat around my body and stepped down the three steps in the front of my house.

Walking up to the buildings closest to me, I felt a few drops of rain splatter down my face. Picking up my pace, I ended up near the control tower where the barge was coming in today. My father, Tommy and Harold were talking and filling out paperwork. I smiled and walked over to them; Tommy glanced up at me and smiled. Tilting his hat at me, I smiled and blushed.

"Hello Quinn, you know you're not aloud over here" he said to me, I shrugged playfully.

"Be nice to the birthday girl" I laughed back.

Fake shock crossed his young face "Damn, I forgot to buy you a present I guess this will have to do then" he said, reaching into his pocket.

Pulling out a little box with dark blue ribbon wrapped around it, he handed it to me. I frowned and looked up at him with a cautious smirk.

"It's from all of us" he said, placing it in my hand.

Opening the ribbon, I felt the blood rush to my face. I wasn't used to this kind of treatment. Inside the box were two large studded sapphire earrings, with a small diamond on top. The earrings were silver, this must of cost a fortune! I gasped slightly as I gazed into the beautiful pair of sapphires. Deep blue, like the ribbon I smiled up at my father, Harold and Tommy.

"They're beautiful!" I exclaimed Tommy shrugged casually.

My father wrapped his arm around my shoulder and laughed "It was Tommy's idea to get the sapphire earrings, he said they were your favourite and we all chipped in, happy birthday pumpkin" he said, kissing the top of my head.

The metal scrapping of the barge pulling up stopped us all short, all the playfulness had fallen from the three men's faces. My father pushed away from me, I stood there awkwardly for a moment. Before pushing off to the right away from the prisoners, I didn't want to relive that experience again. Yikes!

"Joseph Raymond; raping and killing a congruous man and his thirteen year old daughter, Ray Violet; attempted murder and robbery, Henry McKellar; Armed Robbery and arson and finally Noah Evans; the right hand man of the New Jersey mafia" called out Harry, the guard who transports the prisoners.

Only four, that's not too bad. Each one of them marched out; I crossed my arms and watched them. Each one walking out, equally repulsive, well except for one; my breath hitched in my throat. His dark hair and deep brown eyes caught mine for only a moment. He was beautiful; I looked away from him and blushed. Looking back up, he was no longer looking at me, like I was nothing to him. Tommy came and stood beside me; I looked up at him and composed my face quickly.

"Repulsive aren't they?" he said, I nodded and scoffed in agreement.

"Completely" I said, watching as the prisoner walked away.

Getting off the barge after school, I noticed that the prisoners were in the courtyard for their hour's free time. Walking past the fence, I received a few wolf whistles, blushing I smiled up at them and rolled my eyes. Walking past, I noticed the beautiful prisoner was sitting alone near the fence. Taking a deep breath, I stopped and smiled slightly at him. He looked up from the deck of cards he was dealing, looking me once over, he sneered at me.

"I thought there were no women on this rock" he said, I only barely heard him.

Stepping closer to the fence I shrugged "Well we all make mistakes" I replied, he scoffed lightly and looked at me with his brown eyes.

"Maybe" he said, I shrugged.

"I'm Quinn" I said, he smiled slightly.

"Ray"

Ray Violet, attempted murder and robbery... wow.

"Quinn" he said, standing up and nodded towards me.

Walking away, he looked behind him once more. I smiled and stepped away, turning away I walked back down to the cabins were the guards and me and my father lived.