WebNovelChapter 1
“Good Morning ladies!” The dorm senior, Jenna, shouts as she makes her way down the corridor of the dorms,
banging on each door as she goes. | roll over with a groan and stretch to pick up my phone. | read the tand
then rub my eyes before checking the tagain because there's no way | read it right. Glancing around the
room | feel confident that my eyes are now working correctly and check the tagain.
“Mother fluffer!” | curse under my breath. | was right the first time. It’s 5:30 AM! That confirms my suspicions
that perfect Jenna with the too-friendly smile is evil. It’s the first day of university and classes start at 9 AM. Why
on earth is she waking the whole dorm up at 5:30? | can hear grumbling and cursing from the other girls through
the paper-thin walls as Jenna loudly announces that it's shower time. | grab the pillow and press it over my head
to try and block out the noise. | had my alarm set for 8 AM, which would have givenplenty of tto shower
and have breakfast before our first class. | manage to block out enough of the noise that | start drifting back to
sleep. BANG, BANG, BANG!
“Josie Banks, room number 5, | don’t hear any movement in there!” Jenna's sickly sweet voice calls through the
door as she hammers on it, then she begins to rattle the door handle. With a huff | chuck my pillow on the floor,
throw back my covers and get up, stomping to the door | yank it open.
“It is 5:30 AM!” | hiss at Jenna. She smiles with fake sympathy as she looksup and down.
“I am aware of the tMiss Banks, but this year’s stock is going to need extra tto get ready if we are going
to make any of you look presentable,” she grins.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We are not cattle,” | huff and begin to shut the door in her face. She stops it with a foot in the doorway and
looks down at her clipboard.
“Josie Banks, eighteen years old, here to study criminology. Father is deceased, mother suffers from psychosis
and currently resides in a secure hospital. Josie needs support to process her emotions and would benefit greatly
from structure and routine. Josie has no other living rel...” | cut her off by snatching the clipboard from her hand
and reading the information sheet she had on me. With every word | read of my personal information, my anger
grows, like each letter adds fuel to the already growing fire within me. Who gave her this information? She’s just
a senior student with a voluntary role as dorm leader, she has no right or need for this information. This is a
breach of privacy.
“How did you get this?” | seeth. Students gather in the corridor, their attention now focused on the
unfolding in front of them.
“As the dorm leader, | am privy to any information that may helpto support you,” Jenna states, holding her
head high like she feels superior. “It was in the enrolment statement, that you signed and agreed to when you
accepted your place within this university,” she adds. | tear the page from the clip holding it down and slam the
board into her chest.
“You had no right to that information, and you certainly had no right to broadcast it to the whole dorm,” | shout
as | shove her away from my door. There's a brief look of shock on her face as her head cracks against the wall
before her expression goes blank and she slumps down to the floor with a thud. There's a distinct crack in the
plaster on the wall where she hit it. Gasps sound out down the hall as | slam the door. | lean against it in
disbelief, looking down at my hands in disgust.
“Someone call an ambulance!” | hear one of the girls in the hall shout.
How did that just happen? | didn’t shove her that hard did I?... no, it's not possible, I'm not that strong and |
barely touched her. She must have tripped on something and hit her head. That crack in the wall must have
already been there and I'd just not noticed it until now.
“Is she breathing?” | hear a panicked voice ask. | don’t hear the answer as my ears begin to ring and my heart
begins to pound loudly. | feel as if the oxygen has been sucked out of the room as | draw in gasping lungfuls of
useless air. My chest tightens with every breath like more and more weight is being added on top of me. My
vision goes blurry before turning completely black, then | beclight, and the weight lifts fromas | relax
into peaceful darkness.
“Miss Banks wake up!” a stern voice penetrates the blissful bubble of silence | had fallen into. | blink open my
eyes, letting my blurry vision adjust to take in the figure hovering above me. It's a plump lady with a grim-faced
expression that | don’t recognise.
“Who are you?” | murmur, pushing myself up into a sitting position and looking around to take in my
surroundings.
“I'm Officer Shelby, I'm with the Mount University Police. We need to take you down to the station,” she gives
officer. This one is looking curiously between me, the doorway and the crack in the wall where Jenna had been
slumped. | suck in a breath as | remember what had happened. Jenna is no longer there, which is good. | must
have passed out for a short tand she had reportedto the police for causing her to fall.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I'm sorry officer, this was all a bit of a misunderstanding. | didn’t mean for her to fall, | just pushed her out of
my doorway so | could close my door and...” | begin to explain until the officer holds up a hand to stop me.
“Save it for the interview honey,” she says softly, whilst guidingout of the building and into the back of a
waiting police car. My fellow students watch on, giving looks of pity, smirks and utter disgust as | pass... perfect,
I've made a great first impression.
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