Imperfect Together

Part 2.2

When I had woken I had not expect to be by a patched up blanket on the couch with the smell of coffee and eggs cooking on an oily pan to be wafting through the air, I slowly rose to look at my surrounding when in the Kitchen I realized it was Lexie, her hair in a messy bun with her glasses slightly slipping down her nose, she had a purple and white striped sweater and black ripped jeans that she had definitely borrowed from Raspberry considering they were to big and baggy though slightly rolled up at the cuffs of the legs and because the ‘perfect teachers pet / star pupil’ would never own ripped jeans. Lexie was cooking two eggs in a pan while Raspberry, who was going for the less subtle style of ‘I just got out of bed’, sipped a large mug of coffee from their University’s Gift Shop. She never knew why they had one, it was one of the best, if not the best, schools in their area but a gift shop was overkill, at least the stuff was cheap.

Imogen was nowhere to be seen so I assumed she was in her room though I was slightly concerned because last week she had slept in and missed the first ten minutes of a lecture but I had some faith in her.

I dragged my rock heavy body to the kitchen at as speed that only a snail would envy and plopped down on a seat grabbing Raspberry’s coffee that she had sat on top of her magazines littered on the tabletop, most of them were SORCERY magazine (a world famous brand started by Lilith Magnus that mostly included celebrity gossip, celebrity quotes and tweets and outfit and makeup tips) with a lot I didn’t recognise like BLU-SCRIPT which just had gossip and trash talking and one for a modelling agency that had taken the fashion world by storm SHIMMER MODELLING AGENCY with a cheesy slogan about turning people into stars and recently they had made a magazine called INTERGALACTIC STARS which only had picture of tall, blue eyed, blonde haired bimbos in bikinis, so stereotypical white girls.

I sipped the coffee thoughtfully, recoiling lightly at the bitter taste before placing it down closer to Raspberry, I do not like bitter coffee. Lexie sighed not even bothering to face me when she said in a sing song voice “Celine don’t drink Raspberry’s coffee unless you want to make your own breakfast”.

Raspberry snickered lightly, try to hide it with her hand to no avail I pouted lightly as my eyes wandered around the room for some form of distraction which came as the owl clock strung carelessly on the wall when Imogen had seen it at an Op-Shop and begged me for it, the clock itself was red and cream but very uninteresting but when I looked at the time I was practically wide awake. The clock said 7:20 and I had a lecture in 10 minutes, I was screwed. I was getting really stressed until Raspberry turned on the radio,

“Hit 109.6!” it rang out

then one of my favorite songs came on, by big mix it was called man like me. it got me into a mood i could only describe as happiness with a lingering feeling of fear slowly but surely being washed away with each lyric, so in a musical frenzy I got dressed and quickly ran into the living room looking for my book I used to take notes which sat of the coffee table.

Dancing my way out the door i gave Imogen a kiss who was sitting on the couch drinking green tea, I grabbed it and ran out the door with a quick goodbye “See ya” I hurriedly cried “I’ll be back in a few hours, don’t wait up for me”, I doubt she would even if I didn’t say that.

My lecture when really well and we got our results back from a previous project that counted for a fairly large portion of our grade. Once we were finally able to leave I wasn’t in the mood to hang out and do something weird and unpredictable with Raspberry and Lexie, but I was much rather in the mood to just relax and have a day for myself. I went to a place three buildings away from Cameron's apartment and had a coffee (obviously not bitter), and some biscuits.

Once I was done I decided to just wander around campus because even though I was nearly finished with Uni I had barely taken time to just look at the history of the University I was staying at. I ended up with a group of students that just joined this uni. I eventually wandered from the group and saw an old building I’ve heard of before a murder had happened here, a mass murder…

The old building is actually a dorm, Dorm FGH4, it’s the fourth dorm and is exclussively for females and is unique from the other dorms because it is located right between G and H areas. The inhabitants of the dorm are rarely seen but they attend all their classes and always get perfect grades though most people have no idea who these girls are or how many are in the dorm, the credidentials to get in the dorm are also unknown so how those girls got into it, is a mystery along with the dorm itself.

The dorm in a mystery because of the Crossmask incident in which a man wearing a mark with a dark cross over it entered the dorm and killed all 15 girls in the dorm and laid their bodies over the roof in a shape of a giant cross. Though it happened 9 or so years ago the man was never found but ever since then the University refuses to renovate or rebuild the dorm because of its ‘history’ and ‘It’s a memorial to the girls in this incident’ but it is in dire need of fixing considering the University is over 100 years old and that dorm hasn’t been fixed for 50 years (give or take).

But by far the most interesting thing was the rumours and gossip about the Crossmask incident and the dorm. Many believe that the Crossmask, the murderer, had help from colleagues or even people going to the University. Other’s think it was for revenge while other argue he is just crazy. I didn’t know much about the topic but I did have a few of my own theories.

I wandered around for some source of entertainment or knowledge when a chill ran down my spine, I had no idea why but I felt my heart begin to pound rapidly against my chest and my brain screamed at me to run away…. but from what? Then out of my peripheral vision I saw a man walking past me I could barely see anything except his big bright green eyes shining like emeralds but his eyes only contained malice and disgust and before I could look at him better he was gone and I was left standing not moving even slightly still frozen in shock, why?

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