{Eliz's Point of View}
I skipped to my room, my mood a stark difference than it had been. I opened the door, humming, before stopping in my tracks. The bimbo was sitting on MY bed, wearing MY pajamas, watching MY movies.
"Sorry, roomie. You don't mind if I sleep on this bed, do you? It's like farther from the door and I like it that way. Oh, and I borrowed your silky pajamas. They're a little big on me, of course, but it's not your fault you're a little wider," she said from her perch on my bed, where she was painting her toenails dark purple.
I huffed at her, rolling my eyes. "Fine, just wash them when you're done." I pulled all my stuff to my new side, all the clothes and my trunk. I pushed her new trunk to her side. I put all my clothes in the closet, leaving only my pajamas, underwear, and dresses in my trunk. I pulled everything over, before collapsing on my bed.
I messaged Pierce:
"YOUR FREAKING SISTER IS MY ROOMMATE. SHE CALLED ME WIDE AND STOLE MY CLOTHES AND BED." In less than a minute, he responded:
"You're not wide. You're beautiful. She doesn't look half as beautiful as you do in your clothes. Ignore her. I'll be there soon." I chose not to answer, knowing it would just slow him down. A few minutes later, someone knocked on my door. Ife smiled at me, unkindly.
"Get the door. My toenails are like wet." I rolled my eyes and opened the door. Pierce marched in, his eyes focused on Ife. She groaned and sat up. "Yes, big bro?" I didn't know Pierce was older, but it made sense.
"Tell Mrs. Rider you want a new room," he commanded. She laughed, a squeaky sound that made me want to tear off my ears.
"I like already did. So she moved me here," she batted her eyelashes innocently and continued to file her nails. I rolled my eyes. "I can't ask again. That's like rude."
"Never stopped you before," I muttered under my breath. Ife's eyes flashed as she looked over at me. Oh, she heard me. Good, I thought.
"True," Pierce agreed, grinning at me. "Ife, you can stay in this room if you don't bother, or steal from, Eliz. Got it?"
"Yes sir," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and saluting him. He rolled his eyes back at her, then grabbed my hand.
"Come on Eliz. Let's get away from her," he spat out, pulling me. I followed gratefully.
"Thank you," I murmured, shutting the door quietly behind me. "She was beginning to annoy me."
"She always annoys me," he growled out. "I hate her so much. She hurts you. She calls you things. She tries to enchant Dew-"
"Wait. What did she try to do to Dew?" He winced at my sharp tone. I opened my mouth to apologize but he spoke before me.
"She tried to seduce him, put him over her love spell, make him forget about you," he hissed. My eyes narrowed to slits.
"That little-" he covered my mouth with his hand. I rolled my eyes at him and picked his hand off my lips. "I wasn't going to curse, Piercy."
"Sure you weren't," he sang out, stretching out his words. He grinned at me. He took my hand, pulling me behind him. "Come on, let's have fun."
***
When I returned to my dorm room, Ife was knocked out in my bed. I glared at her and an evil thought crossed my mind. Cut off her hair, my mind whispered to me. Or dye it an ugly color. I grinned to myself. My mind was such a genius. I decided to cut off her hair.
As I chopped her hair off, she murmured in her sleep, "She doesn't know yet." I listened for more, cutting it shorter, but she didn't say anything afterwards. I screwed her bangs up, but did I care? Hell no.
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Ninja University
Fantasy{COMPLETED} Elizabelle Morgan has been shipped to Ninja University, a school where ninjas and descendants of gods/goddesses train. Except she didn't know that she was a descendant, or that she was a powerful one, or that she would meet any gods. Jo...
