Chapter 27: Dorms & Nightfall

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After disposal was announced, we all made our ways to the dorms. We find an empty room and enter it. Marissa hops onto one of the beds and lays down. "So, how does it feel? Now that you two are together." She asks. "I've never been happier." I reply. "Johnson, I knew you were such a softie!" Jaxton hugs me tightly. I'm not a softie! This is a normal reaction! "Ugh, I'm not a softie!" I protest. "Mhm, suuure." Marissa says. Then she laughs. I just roll my eyes. Jaxton let's me go and sits down on a bed. "Ready for another night of screaming?" Jaxton asks.

"Yeah, totally." I reply. I'm never ready to hear people scream for mercy. It's very disheartening. I walk over to a bed and lay down. "Don't you wanna lay down in a bed with your boyfriend?" Marissa teases. "These beds are literally made to fit one person. Have you seen how tall Jaxton is? He's probably like 5'10!"

"I'm actually 6 foot."

"Jesus-" I could never be six foot. I'm only like 5'8 or something. "Now I feel short... How old are you?" I ask Jaxton. "Uh, 24?"

"How are you younger than me yet taller than me?!"

"Young- How old are you? You sound old!"

"I'm 26!"

Jaxton starts laughing. "I can't believe you're almost thirty years old yet I'm taller than you! Haha!"

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Haha! I'm sorry. At least you're not Marissa's height. She's shorter than us."

"Jaxton! Shut the hell up! I'm not that short! I'm only 5'5!" Marissa yells. Jaxton snorts. "Shortie."

"Shut up! At least I'm not as short as that one girl! I don't remember her name but she's literally five feet tall!"

The lights then go out and the bell starts ringing. "Welp, time for bed. Goodnight!" Jaxton says, turning over and pulling the blanket over his head. Marissa rolls her eyes and pulls her blanket over her torso. "Night, Johnson." she says, closing her eyes. I start to hear laughter, and then screaming. I cringe and quickly pull the blanket over my head. I don't want to see anything I'll regret tonight. Not anymore. I just wanna sleep.

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