The Silverstone Academy

Chapter 2

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Claire led Zoe to another set of the staircase opening up in the Locksley common room area. It was similar to the one at the entrance, but there were no pictures here. Instead, large windows adorned the stairwell and Zoe couldn't help but peep down. She was quick to step away. Zoe hadn't realised how high up they were.

They passed by the first floor, Claire informed it was for the Freshman. You moved up with every successive class. They entered the second floor, where walls were painted a deep emerald green, the colour of the Locksley house. A line of doors lined on either side of the hallway; the doors were a stark red with brass knockers on them. Music blasted from a room, and raucous laughter followed.

"Uh, they are all so typical. Never understood the allure of loud music," Claire turned to Zoe and opened her palm, "give me your keys, we'll find your room."

Zoe fished out the brass key out of her pocket and handed it over to Claire.

"What room is..." Claire froze and brought the key closer to her eyes, "shit. This cannot be."

"What is it?" Zoe asked.

"I need to call Markus for this." Claire ignored Zoe and ran downstairs. "Stay right where you are."

Zoe stood in the hallway, feeling stupider by the minute. What was wrong with the room she had received. Shaking her head, she started to walk down past the doors. Each dormitory door had two brass nameplates, showing who the rooms were assigned to. Zoe walked faster; Levy and Markus were appointed the same rooms, and so were Daphne and Claire. Zoe was jealous, she too wanted to be roomed with someone she was friends with.

Zoe finally reached the end of the hallway, where there was a window. Gulping, she peeped down only to take a step back. She turned to the door right beside it and sighed.

Of course.

The last room was hers, and it was only her nameplate that was nailed to the door. Zoe didn't even have a roommate.

"Doesn't this get sadder,"

Zoe turned around and found a lanky figure standing behind her; he was in his sweatpants, and his hands were in his pockets.

"I am sorry, what gets sadder?"

"Oh, just wait."

Markus, Daphne, Claire and Levy came running down the hall. They had panic etched on their faces, and even Daphne looked worried.

"What are you doing here, Joseph?" Markus barked.

"Waiting for the show to unfold,"

Claire pushed forth and came in front; she stared at the door and muttered curses.

"There's got to be some mistake; she doesn't even have a roommate!"

"Because no one wanted this room," Joseph shrugged.

"Why?" Zoe asked.

Claire blew a breath and looked at the ceiling before turning to her; the panic etched on her face had turned to pity, and Zoe felt a sense of foreboding. There was something that happened inside that room.

"Previous Semester, a girl from our grade was given this room."

"But weren't you guys on the floor below..."

"I know, but she had a leaking ceiling in her room, and so the warden provided her with this one; her roommate was living with Daphne."

"Sarah happens to be my best friend, and it felt right for me to offer a spot in my room," Daphne informed.