What's a Riddle?

Roxanne

     It's about six or seven at night, because I needed some time to compose myself from breaking something. After getting to the quidditch field I had to witness two 7th years having sex in one of the closets. But I did get the clue.... Clue number 5. "You're covered in dirt, and you need a portal to be clean. Walk to where you sleep, and look decent." This wasn't a riddle anymore. These were instructions, and they were telling me to look nice. "Fuck you!" Even through I swore at the little paper in my hand. I walked back to my dorm, and decided what I was going to do. It said look presentable.....so I did. I took about a two hour shower because the dirt was difficult to remove. I got dressed into something I would normally wear on the weekends or at home. I don't wear those stupid little rich bitch dresses with those horrible heels. Sorry to break it to you, but I dress like a depressed gothic bitch. I dressed myself in black high waisted jeans and a black tank top that had no words. It was just a regular black tank top. I decided to wear my nice black lace bra cup size A. I wore black lacy underwear because black is my favorite shade. Don't fucking judge me. I brushed my hair, and wore some rings. To finish off the look I wore my black boots with a little heel to it. As much as I knew I would kill the person who did this, I liked how I looked.
    Looking around my dorm made me realize my roommate is a messy person. She never cleaned up, and I was digging through the entire place looking for this stupid motherfucking clue. After about forty five minutes looking for it. I found it hidden under my jewelry box. I was relieved that is said "Final Clue." "It's about fucking time bitch." When I looked at the time it was almost ten at night. "Well....congratulations you've found the final clue. Come to the same location where the first night you lost the only thing you care about. See you soon." I had all the clues in my pocket, and I decided to burn all the clues and throw them away before I left. The clue said to the location where I lost my journal. That location is the girls bathroom. While walking to the bathroom I noticed how dark it was, yet I could clearly see where I was going. I did get lost a few times, but I eventually found the bathroom. Once I got in there I called for Myrtle. "Myrtle?" "Oh, hello Roxy." "Did anyone come in here recently?" "I don't know Roxy. I've been wandering around the pipes most of the day. So anyone could've come in here and I would've never noticed." "Did you ever find my journal?" "The one your mother gave you?" "Yes." "No. Once you went to sleep I went to a different bathroom. I was a little sad, and I didn't want my crying to wake you. But when you told me it was missing I looked everywhere for it, but I couldn't find it." "I think someone took it." "Really?" "I remember the night I stayed here I kept hearing little noises, and something touched me. I couldn't see what it was, but I think whatever or whoever was in the bathroom that night took my journal." "Oh, I'm so sorry." "Don't worry I'll find them tonight." "Tonight?" "This person sent me on a scavenger hunt and I know they have it. I'm getting it back tonight." "That's wonderful." "Are you going to another bathroom?" "Yes. I want to talk to the others." "Alright. See you later." "Yes, see you later."
After Myrtle left I was sitting on the ground for some time. It seemed like I was there forever even though I was only there for ten minutes. I kept hearing noises but there was nobody there. I almost fell asleep from the night I've had. But before I could completely pass out I heard the loudest sound I've ever heard come out of the bathroom. "Myrtle?" I started to look around, and all of a sudden I felt a very soft breeze; the window was open. "Where are you fucker?" I kept walking around but there was nothing in the bathroom. By this time it was almost eleven at night. I sat back down, but I heard the loud noise again. Except this time it was near the back of the bathroom. "Come on motherfucker. Come out. Don't be a little bitch you fucking asshole." I walked to the back, and I still didn't see anything. I remember standing for five minutes until I heard another noise behind me. Once I looked behind me I thought I saw a shadow, but it looked like the sink. When I looked back to the back of the bathroom, I saw something on the ground. I picked it up and it said "Behind you." I looked behind me, and the second I looked someone punched me in the face, and I blacked out.
     I didn't remember anything that happened. All I knew is that I woke up in a gorgeous bed in a dark room. Looking around there was a chandelier above me, and the sheets were a gorgeous black silk. There was even your own bathroom, and walk in closet. I also noticed that my lip was bleeding a little from the punch. "Fuck, where am I?" I ran to the two big front doors, and it was locked. It refused to open, and I realized that I was kidnapped from someone I don't know. The door rattled and I jumped to the back of the room. A tall man in a black suit was standing in the doorway. He has black hair, and piercing eyes that cut through me. I could also see he was very muscular underneath that rich suit. "Who are you?!" "Riddle...Tom Riddle."