It took me twenty minutes to read the floor plan and figure out a way to the dorms. The school is so badly planned out and constituted of five floors which I am surprised hadn't fallen down already, the reception led to a long hallway with stairs at either end, one leading to the basement and one leading to the first floor. The school is divided into two wings, east and west. The west wing included all the classes and labs, and the east wing included the dorms, swimming pools and sports complex. The reception is the only connection between the east and the west wing. I badly wanted a school tour, but I knew better than roaming alone in this creepy place. It's just better if my roommate gave a tour of this place.

I enter the east wing and the first floor has the same reception type setup, with a hallway leading to rooms. Each floor has a hundred rooms, mine being room number 333 meant I had to take the stairs and climb to the third floor.

By the time I reach the third floor I am out of breath, those shits with their room numbers in the hundred series are lucky motherfuckers. I stroll around the hallway and finally reach room number 333 and insert my copy of the key into the door. Just when I entered, a door was on my right which I assumed was the bathroom. I look around the tiny room, which includes two canopy beds, one navy blue and the other white, kept parallel across the room. There are also study desks with the schoolbooks already arranged on them, I notice an apple charger lying on one of them and hurriedly plug my phone in. The only source of light currently is the huge floor to ceiling windows along with a door leading to the balcony overlooking the jungle.

I jumped onto the navy-blue canopy bed and in the process I somehow managed to knock off a bottle of water kept on the table, making the water spill all over the table and the floor. I can distantly hear someone talking outside the room, I seriously do not want my roommate to have the first impression of me as a klutz. So, like any sane person would do, I find a black cloth from one of the drawers and wipe the water.

I am almost done with the cleaning when the door opens and in walks a short girl, wearing at least 4 inches of heels and a pink mini skirt cord set which complimented her fair skin, which is almost whiter than the walls of the dorm room itself, she squints her already narrow eyes at me, which now almost resemble as a thin line and lets out a scream.

"That is my dress, you moron!" she says as she snatches the black cloth and unfolds it, revealing indeed a short dress.

"I'm sorry?"

"Do you know I haven't even worn this once?" Before I could reply to her, she rushes off to the bathroom to clean her dress. I used it to wipe water only so what's the big deal? Not to forget she is also using water to clean the dress.

My phone starts ringing, only to see it's a call by Seb who saved his name as 'Almighty Seb', as if.

"Yo crabby," I say as I pick up the call and put him on speaker so I can change his name to 'Seb the Crab'.

"Don't 'yo' me, where are you?"

"In Seville Norwesters,"

"What the actual fuck, you are that far?"

"Yep, so did my mom punish you or anything?"

"Of course, she did. She is making me clean the paintings,"

"Thats harsh," Harsh? That is bloody brutal, imagine erasing your best artwork, honestly, I'd be in tears.

"Whatever, how is it there?"

"The school is literally straight out of a horror movie,"

"What about the people? Anyone hot?"

"The people are no better," just as I said that my roommate comes out from the bathroom and flips the finger.

"Easy their tiger," I say chuckling which causes Seb's mind to fuse, "Tiger? What?"

"She is my roommate,"

"Oh, is she hot?"

"I don't know about hot, but she sure is aggressive. So, if I get killed, you know it's her,"

"Put me on speaker Zo,"

"You already are,"

"Hey Tiger, I am Seb-" before Seb can say anything further, he is cut off by Tiger, "My name is Teresa not Tiger!"

"Tiger suits you better," I remark which causes Teresa to let out a low growl like grunt, proving my point.

"You have my permission to kill her," Seb says from the phone.

Oh, what a betrayer.

"I do not need your permission stranger," Teresa mumbles, with a very  loud eyeroll.

"She can get in queue for killing me, behind that cookie guy," I say sassily.

"What cookie guy?" Seb asks curiously.

"A guy who I pissed earlier,"

"Who did you piss?" Teresa asks with an equal amount of curiosity as Seb and taking a space at the foot of the bed.

"Geez, if I knew the name, I would have told you,"

"Describe him to Teresa," Seb says.

"Okay, well he was around six feet tall? Wait I do not know he was sitting the whole time but he was tall,"

"Wow Zo that's so specific," Seb remarks.

"He had green eyes,"

"Do you even know the color of my eyes?" Seb asks.

"Just shut up, will you? Or I'm going to cut the call,"

"He had dark hair, he also had a silver chain on and a tattoo on his neck of something, I could not read it just make out a faint idea that it started with H, oh and his voice was heavenly but wish I could say the same thing about his attitude,"

"Say less, I am sure you pissed off Isaac Hargreeves." Teresa says with an unreadable expression.

"Okay and?"

"You should beware, like people don't mess with him because he honestly is a grade A asshole who only cares about himself and his repo of being 'untouchable'"

Seb starts laughing, "Damn, Zo looks like you've met your equal,"

Teresa goes on, "Also I've heard that he is Latin,"

"So what? I am half French myself," Seb says boastly.

"Please, French people are so common. I am half French and half Korean myself," Teresa says. Well, that explains her ghostly fairness.

"Guys, are you seriously competing over this? I'm part English, half Indian and Half Spanish,"

"You shouldn't be worrying about this shit right now Zo, you should worry about your life,"

"Shut up," before I could argue further about how he just looked like a dumb pretty dude to me there is a knock on the door.

"Go check," Teresa says to me gesturing towards the door.

"Aren't you supposed to be a tiger?"

"Definitely not, plus why would I involve myself in some stranger's crap,"

"Okay, ouch you wound me," I say but nevertheless get up from the comfy spot on my bed and go to open the door.

I open the door, just to find a small parcel kept on the floor addressed to me.

"Did someone shoot her?" I hear Seb say.

"No, you fucking idiot," I say as I jump onto Tiger's bed, this time almost knocking her down.

"Seriously lady what is wrong with you? If you had gotten my nail broken, I would have killed you,"

"Oh, but you didn't break a nail,"

"Who is at the door?" Seb chimes in.

"A parcel for me,"

"I didn't send you anything,"

I open it to reveal a cookie, a Choco chip cookie, along with a note. I pick up the Choco chip cookie and start munching meanwhile Tiger reads out the note, "Meet me in the lounge at 6:00," she flips it and reads again, "Or else I'll come to your dorm Zofia,"

I burst out laughing which gave me a weird look from Tiger.

"Who is it from!?" Seb half asks half screams, I bet he wet his pants.

"It doesn't say," Tiger replies while I'm still busy laughing my guts out.

"Its. From. Isaac." I manage to say in between my laughs.

"Then why the fuck are you laughing?" Seb asks me to which Teresa nods.

"Because this shit is just too corny for me,"

"Corny or not, you are going to the lounge," Tiger says as she gets up and goes to her side of room and takes out something from one of her study desk drawers, a taser. "Here," she says handing it to me.

"Well, it's already 5:45, so you better get going, bye," Seb says hanging the call.

"Do you have anything better to wear?" Teresa asks, eyeing my outfit from head to toe.

"I have no clothes other than these," I say as I pocket the taser into the pocket of my gray joggers and dust off imaginary dust from my cropped blue tank top. She sighs but nevertheless waves me off wishing me the best of luck.