Free Lone Wolf by Robert Muchamore

woke them up for school.
    Lessons were compulsory in the STC, but each teacher had to struggle with fifteen kids who varied wildly in age and ability and often didn’t have English as their first language. Fay and Ning’s teacher didn’t seem bothered that the pair settled on cushions at the back of the classroom and dozed off.
    When school ended at 2 p.m., all the girls headed back to the accommodation block.
    ‘There’s only ever Wendy plus one other guard on duty,’ Fay said. ‘You wanna have some fun?’
    Ning looked intrigued, but sounded wary. ‘Nothing that gets my sentence extended.’
    ‘Agreed,’ Fay said. ‘But there’s only one segregation cell and I’ll bet you five pounds that I can get put in there before you.’
    Ning smirked and put her hands on her hips. ‘Are you saying you’re more of a badass than me?’
    ‘I’m not saying,’ Fay said. ‘I know I’m more of a badass than you.’
    Once they got back from the education block, most girls started going to their rooms, while a few changed clothes to go join a netball match outside. Fay cut into the laundry room and dived on top of a washing machine.
    She tried reaching down the back, but her arms weren’t long enough and she looked back at Ning.
    ‘Don’t just stand there, give us a hand,’ Fay said, as she started dragging one of the machines away from the wall.
    When they’d pulled the machine back half a metre, Fay jumped into the gap behind and wrenched the water hose out of the back. As water began to spew, Fay reached around and pulled the pipes out of the machines on either side.
    ‘Tip all the powder,’ Fay said.
    There were two giant boxes open and the girls each threw the powder in all directions as water began puddling on the floor.
    ‘Anarchy!’ Fay yelled, as she backed out and headed for their cell.
    The pair sat on their beds, waiting for someone to report their sabotage to a guard. It felt like ages, but it was little Izzy who saw the water pouring down the corridor. She ran back to Wendy’s office.
    ‘Miss, there’s water flooding the laundry room!’
    Fay and Ning peeked out of their room as Wendy frantically yelled for the second guard, Sarah, to come running. As the guard splashed down a hallway running with an increasing torrent of water, Wendy dispatched Izzy to go find the facility’s maintenance person.
    ‘I’m not sure how to shut it off,’ Wendy shouted. ‘There must be a stopcock somewhere.’
    As soon as she was sure that the two guards were inside the laundry room, Fay led Ning across the hallway and into Wendy’s office.
    Fay immediately opened the filing cabinet and began chucking out files and throwing them across the floor. Ning realised she had to join in and yanked out the desk drawers, scattering their contents.
    A bunch of girls had started gathering in the hallway to watch the running water and a couple joined the fun, grabbing the folders and files from Wendy’s desk and throwing them out into the damp corridor. Fay and Ning were both laughing, but also a little bit scared.
    Ning thought they’d accomplished what they needed to, but Fay had one final target. She stormed back into the hallway and sploshed her way down to Izzy and Chloe’s room. Izzy had run to get maintenance, but Chloe stood in her doorway and had rolled up a towel to try stopping the flood from getting into her room.
    ‘Grass bitch,’ Fay shouted, as she gave Chloe a two-handed shove into the cell.
    Chloe screamed as Fay kicked her hard in the thigh, then sent her sprawling backwards over her bed. Ning’s instinct was to defend Chloe, but her mission was to get close to Fay and she had to find a way to break up the fight without jeopardising their friendship.
    ‘This is what you get if you screw me over,’ Fay shouted, as she lined up a punch.
    As Chloe braced for a punch on the nose, Ning snatched Fay’s arm.
    ‘You’ll get done for assault,’ Ning shouted. ‘The cow’s not worth it.’
    Fay growled,