A Study On Destiny

6: Shits going downnnnnn

Anastasia couldn't believe the one person she'd thought would help her didn't. A promise didn't mean anything to her as she was stuck in a princesses version of hell. She stormed past villain child after villain child throwing harsh remarks at the girl as she held back tears. Yet she failed to cover her face as each remark hit her like a dagger in the stomach over and over and over.

Ana ran her hand through her pocket searching for the piece of paper that said her room number. She scrambled to find the paper as she stopped in an empty hallway. All the crumpled pieces of paper fed out of her pocket and onto the floor. In an act of defeat Ana collapsed down on the cold stone flooring of the hall and let her tears fall freely. It was hopeless, she thought as she cried more and let her tears fall down her face. She finally gathered enough strength to collect the crumpled spheres of paper on the floor and finally determined which one was her dormitory arrangements.

Dorm 546 - 4 bedroom dormitory in the fourth stairwell on the 2nd floor.

Ana read the piece of paper and felt hopeless as she read 'fourth stairwell' as she had taken the first. She continued to cry feeling defeated, even such a little thing that wouldn't effect the girl sent her into tears.

Suddenly, a hush of harsh cold winds blew past her sending her mangled hair flying across her face. The air had a red tinge to it and the wind was a whisper. A low whisper the girl couldn't make out. Scared, Ana brushed her hair behind her ear and as she forgot about her sadness. She looked around the empty hallway, no window was open in fact there were no windows entirely where she was. She was just surrounded by torches and a synthetic light around her. The breeze had given her a chill as she got pulled into the sound. She didn't move, didn't dream of moving a muscle, but she listened and her eyes, only her eyes, followed where the red wind had blown to. A room. A room with an old wooden door, a dusty golden handle and planks covering the door. Her eyes were drawn to it. Like a moth to a flame. Her eyes didn't move from it waiting for another movement. Anything. Her body felt drawn to that place yet she stayed still. She watched the door handle intently waiting for something to happen. As it happened the door handle glowed red, the hall became darker as red surrounded the door and as the door opened-

A sudden tap on Ana's shoulder drew her out of her trance as she whipped her head around. "What are you doing?" Jay asked standing above Ana. Ana didn't answer the question straight away as she was still dazed. She looked at Jay with a confused expression as he head spun round once more back to the door she'd seen.

Yet when she turned, there was no door of the sort. Just the stone wall with a simple torch displayed upon it. Even more confused now Ana lied and said "I fell over and my papers scattered everywhere,"

"Are you trying to make yourself look more of a fool then you already are?" Jay exclaimed as he put his hand out to help her. Ana accepted his hand and brushed herself off.  "I'm guessing you need help finding your dorm," He laughed

"I'm fine I think I've got it thanks," Ana awkwardly said as she started to walk down the hallway.

"The fourth stairwell is that way," Jay said breaking the silence

"What?"

"My friends told me your dorm in on the fourth stairwell," there was a pause as his eyes went white, fully white "2nd floor... dorm 546," his eyes went back to their usual brown colour as Ana looked at her new friend as if he was an actual ghost.

"That was so creepy!" Ana said as she held her hands close to her chest "The eyes! Why the eyes?"

"It just my power,"

"It's creepy,"

"We are meant to be scary villains, no?"

"Whatever you say," Ana smiled "Fine... show me to my dorm ghostly boy,"