Chapter 7: Chapter 7: The Dorm Hall

I had kind of been hoping Claire would have been the one to show me to my dorm room, but it turned out Kat needed her for something else. A little part of me was worried about leaving her alone there, but the more logical part of me realized I was being silly. She had been at this academy much longer than me and was doing just fine on her own.

Well, except for her being the target of needless bullying.

I leveled a glare at the blonde girl walking alongside me, wishing Kat would’ve assigned me anybody else to go to the dorm with. Her form-fitting red dress fluttered in the slight breeze, making me regret not having spat my blood on her instead of the ground since it would have blended right in.

“Would you quit looking at me like that? I wasn’t the one who hit you.”

“It was your cronies, bitch.”

Her jaw clenched, anger on clear display. “I called him off. And my name’s not bitch, it’s Emma.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Bitch suits you better.”

“You’re just pissy because I was mean to you little girlfriend. Well, newsflash, she deserves it!”

We passed by a strange, two-story building. It almost looked like a store with a glass front and wooden exterior, but the training dummies and punching bags inside told a different story. A battered sign hanging by a single rope simply read ‘Gym.’ I made note of the place, reminding myself to visit it sometime tomorrow.

She huffed, crossing her arms. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“I don’t need to respond to those below me.”

“Fuck you! I hope you end up just as miserable as her!”

There were no more words exchanged between us. We climbed the stairs to the dorm in icy silence, not that it bothered me. I was glad I didn’t have to hear another thing come out of her damn mouth, especially if she was only going to bash Claire. 

Golden knockers trimmed with silver mounted on heavy wooden doors greeted us upon ascending the final step. The doors opened seamlessly without any interaction from us, pulling back to reveal a long hallway. I followed behind the blonde, thinking how frivolous this all was. The academy must have money to burn, though, I supposed gathering the strongest system users around the world tended to attract riches.

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We plotted along, our steps muted by the royal blue carpet. At the end of the hall were separate entrances.

“Go left.”

I stared at her. “It’s not separated by underclassmen and upperclassmen.”

She shook her head, but I didn’t get any further answers. I had a feeling the director played a part in this, wanting to bridge the gap between the two groups.

Flinging open the door and walking in, I decided the dorm itself was decidedly more homely. There were a few couches scattered around the common floor, and a spiral staircase proudly standing centerfold. It had a bronze railing alongside it up to its precipice on the next floor. Some people were milling about, both men and women, making it obvious it was a co-ed dorm. No surprise there, considering what type of school this was. Most of them regarded me with curious looks, but I paid them no heed.

“I’m guessing 212 is on the second floor?” I asked, dipping my hand into my pants pocket to withdraw the keycard Kat had given me.

She gave a brief nod, and I accepted it for what it was. I wandered over toward the staircase, intent on going to sleep. Tired was an understatement for how I felt. I was exhausted. 

“What’re you looking at?”

I looked down at the girl crouched on the stairs, having not noticed her there despite what she claimed. With an overabundance of makeup and a vacant expression, there didn’t appear to be much going on behind the scene for her. The dragon tattoo on her left shoulder came off as tacky too. I continued past her, trailing my hand on the rail.

“Hey, I’m talking to you,” she said, standing up and tucking a long strand of black hair behind her ear.

“And I’m not talking to you,” I replied, drawing a few laughs from some of the people who had decided to watch our exchange.

That was when a strong gust of wind blasted me. It bent my knees inward, and I dropped onto the metal stairs, cursing loudly. I pushed myself to my feet, struggling against the ferocity of the gust. And then, just like that, it dissipated. The girl stared at me smugly before turning to leave, those same people getting a good laugh out of what she did. I quickly memorized their faces, curious to see that the blonde bitch wasn’t laughing. Interesting, I thought she would have found this amusing. Our eyes met, and she seemed like she was trying to convey something to me. I must not have understood, though, as she eventually gave up and retired to her own room. 

Following her example, I hurried up the rest of the stairs, attempting to ignore the stinging of my knees with every step I took. Reaching the top, I let out a sigh of relief, happy to see that my room was directly across. I scanned my keycard on the scanner pad and went inside. Without care for my surroundings, I kicked off my boots on the mat and gently dropped onto the large bed, drifting off moments later.

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