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Aurora was a loner,Chloe!!definitely not.These two became bestfriends but for how long?

Chapter 1 Aurora(Me)

I had just gotten back from the gym,had my headphone on and i was sweating profusely.I knew i had to get to the dorm before our "residence hall director"who always prayed to make a scapegoat decides to make me one.

I finally made it to my room,as usual it was messed up,Oh God!! I bawled in my mind,I had 2 roomate's and i hated them so much.I got to my bed,took my bag off and sat down,i had to have my bath,eat and settle in before we the "students go for our PREP(night-class).Friends!!I I hated the word,I couldn't fathom keeping a friend because that was just who i was,I guess i just hated the fact that one person could be close to you and still let you down,so what was the essence?Did i know everyone isn't perfect?Yes i did,but still i just wanted perfection and since no one was,i could as well live and be my own friend.

Wow she is beautiful! I heard someone at my back say,I turned and i saw the most beautiful girl i had seen in my entire life,she was average height,had a nice figure,brown-eyes and had on a pony-tail. She walked passed us and asked a matron a question.

New girl:Hello ma,I'm new and i was asked to meet any matron for my room number.

Matron :Your name please?

New girl:my name is chloe Mason

Matron:Wait a minute;ermmm chloe masonnnn she dragged as she ran her finger through the book in her hands..Oh ok,chloe mason,your room number is 504,you can ask any student to show you your new room as she handed her a key.

ROOM 504??!! I thought to myself,that was one of the rooms that didn't have extra bunks for other people,it was like a spacious,comfortable and exotic room that people who paid more could get,the price of the room was almost equivalent to our fees.My parent's couldn't afford it, and the kind of person i was,I wished i could afford staying alone...Someone had caught me short while i was thinking and eating and it was Chloe.

Chloe:Hi,you're so pretty..ermm please can you show me to my room once you're done eating,I can wait,it's Room 504.My name is Chloe,what's yours?

I was surprised she asked me because i was just sitting alone while each table was filled with more girls eating and chatting away,I pointed to a girl and said"That's our head-prefect,you can ask her". She was mute after i said that and I noticed she had a frown on her face,I didn't care,I just needed her to go and leave me..I looked up and saw she was still staring at me,then she had this terryifying look on her face.Suddenly she said something that caught my attention. "I THINK WE ARE BEING WATCHED".

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