"That guy is so rude!" Bianca exclaimed as Ralph left her to deal with the embarrassment, and Ashley couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, anyways, sorry about your dress," Ashley said, eyeing Bianca's once-red gown now soaked with milk.

"Ugh! It's okay, just that it was one of my favorites," Bianca sighed, managing a smile as she swept her milky hair backward.

"You know, the milk really makes your hair look better," Ashley teased, and Bianca chuckled.

"I guess you're not that bad. I expected you to be a proud rich... you know," Ashley said, and Bianca smiled.

"I might be rich and maybe proud, but I can be fun. My roommates are so boring; I wish I could hang out with you guys," Bianca confessed.

"Actually, you can. We're having a sleepover today. You should come; it's not like it's against the rules or anything," Madelyn suggested.

"I don't know; sleepovers aren't really my thing," Bianca replied.

"Come on, it would be fun, rather than sitting with your boring roommates," Madelyn insisted.

"I guess you're right," Bianca conceded.

...

Bianca joined them for their sleepover as they watched a movie called 'DOMANCE'—a mix of death and romance. Squeals, gasps, and tears punctuated the room at different scenes.

"I'll be back," Ashley told the girls as she left the room, encountering Tranio on her way. He stopped and approached her.

"Hi, I'm Tranio," he introduced himself, extending his hand.

Ugh, boys and their flirting, she thought to herself. "Hi, I'm Ashley," she replied, shaking his hand with a peculiar smile.

"Nice name; matches your eyes," he complimented.

"Thanks. Oh, and tell your friend he didn't have to pick the room opposite mine just to taunt me," she mentioned.

"Yeah, I will," Tranio smiled, entering his room, and she continued on her way.

...

After wandering around the school for a bit, Ashley decided to return to her room. As she entered, someone barged in after her, shocking her. The person pulled her outside and closed the door.

"Hey!" she screamed, turning to see none other than Tranio's friend—the proud "bastard" (Raphael).

"What?" she asked, her tone now even more defiant.

"Who do you think you are?" Ralph asked, irritated.

"Excuse me?" Ashley retorted, removing his large hand from hers.

"I mean, why would I want to get a room near you of all people?" he shouted.

"Really? Since your old man is so rich, why don't you get yourself another room?" she asked, a hint of anger in her voice.

"Well, maybe I will," he replied.

"Good!" Ashley shot back.

"Good," he mocked, making his way to his room door.

"And get one quick!" she shouted after him as he shut his door.

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Bad news updates are going to be slow and I won't be updating more often for a while😭I'll try my best to when I'm done with IYKYK