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Ashley's POV

Hi, my name is Ashley Jones. A new freshman at Barden University, THE Barden University. There have been alot of saying that this school's full of mysteries and that few students have died inside. Pfft, ridiculious, i'd never believe such thing

Unless i see it for myself

It was my first day of college, most people's first day really. Some were happy, some had terrified reactions, and some..just had their resting bitch face.

I scanned the big school. Wow, they also called it a castle, because it does look like it is

"Hi there! My name is Ella and welcome to Barden University! What dorm are ya?" An enthusiastic voice snapped me off of what i was previously doing. It was a brunette woman, wearing a what-so-called Barden shirt. She had an australian accent, and uh...a smile on her face

"Baker Hall" i simple said, well it does say Baker Hall on my paper. And schedules for class tomorrow

Every year when Barden has a thousands of new students, there's no class. They'd be opening an activities fair, like joining a club, or a group. And photography club sounds good to me right now

I didn't paid no attention to the woman infront of me at all, everything that's on my mind was just me joining the Photography Club. It's like her words were going through my left and then out of my right ear

I saw at the corner of my eye was a blonde-haired girl, standing by one of the trees. She was looking at me, a slight mischevious smirk plastered on her lips. And she was holding an apple?

Okay?

Her shoulders shrugged, taking her eyes off me. I saw her eyes glance at me for a slight second though as she walked away, while taking a bite of her apple

A bully maybe?

I mentally just shook my head, probably someone who'd be locking me in the lockers. Which i never really experienced in high school, and i hope never to experience here

But she looks like she can be that innocent, naive girl everyone thinks is cute. But she's not though-

"Here's your key and here's your official B. U rape whistle. Don't blow it unless it's actually happening" my thoughts were AGAIN, cut off by the same enthusiastic woman

What the fuck is a rape whistle?

I just took the whistle and my dorm key in confusion, nodding at her. What did she even said? Go to the left, and then uh..another left and uh...fuck it, i'll figure it out

As she left, no pun intended , a man with the same Barden shirt came infront of me while strolling a trolley cart. I guess he must the one to bring my luggage to my dorm "what dorm room are you, ma'am?" He politely asked me

Ma'am?

PFFTTTHAHAHAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA sorry it sounded funny to me

"Baker Hall. Room 34, i think" jesus, i hope he knows where that is

Oh stupid Jones, of course he does, he works here!

I followed him as he strolled my luggage towards my designated dorm, myself again scanning the area. I could see the activities fair from afar. Oh, i can't wait to join the photography club

Well, photography is my big hobby. Taking pictures of what i find fascinating, it's something that i do since i was 9. And being a Photographer seems like the job that is screaming my name

Not literally

"Ma'am, we're here" he, again, called, me, Ma'am. Stop it, man

I think we just teleported

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