PART III

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Blair
    "Rule number 2; uniforms. When you arrive at your dorm you should get a simple collared black dress like the one I'm wearing," I note Scarlett's dress has her own personal touch added.

The collar of her black dress has an assortment of red and black pins and jewels. Her plum red hair is cut just above her shoulders, she's also wearing an ethereal headband of jewels and spikes and very heavy cosmetics. Scarlett notices my gaze and adds, "Rule number 2 is the one I'm working on."

"No judgement here," pink petticoats, corsets and think woollen stockings were always so absurd. I'm glad someone isn't as backward as Brighton.
   "Red!" I hear a girl call, leaning on the back corridor walls. Scarlett turns around at the word 'red' looking annoyed.

"Not now, Audrey, I'm showing around the new girl," Scarlett shouts back placing an arm behind me in an attempt to keep us walking.

"Another one, already," the girl stalked over to us in suspicion. Another one? I think to myself, surely not that many people come here.
"Lets go, Blair," Scarlett walks us into a narrow hallway throwing me an apologetic glance.
"Red?" I ask an eyebrow raised.
Scarlett chuckles "It's a nickname more of a joke actually,"

"Your hair is it natural like that?" Scarlett starts laughing and I suddenly feel like an idiot. "No, it's dyed with beetroot juice,"

I nod still thinking about what that girl meant.
"Scarlett, what did that girl - Audrey, mean when she said another one?" I queried.

"It's nothing, just some weird things happened  a while ago, she's probably just paranoid,"

Scarlett didn't answer my question. I gave her a look saying as much, she meet my eyes with a piecing gaze. At the seventh door of the fourth floor, I noticed the door matched the pattern on the key.

"So I suppose I can call you cherry?" I suggested.
Smirking Scarlett remarked "you can call me whatever you like,"

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