05: One of the three psychos -1

"Come with me to the admin office. We are going to get you admitted into another class. Definitely not ratio six," Baya revealed, leaving no room for debate.

"Grandma, what is wrong? I got what I deserved," Ophelia said calmly. "I am not changing that class. I don't care what you or anyone says, I am a class 6:6 student," she muttered, her mind made up.

Anna exhaled deeply before walking away. She knew it is of no use trying to convince Ophelia—by the time Ophelia has a taste of what she meant by changing class, she would be the one begging for it.

"Since your mind is already made up, I wish you goodluck," Baya muttered. "Meet the hostel mistress. She would direct you to your hostel," she informed before getting into her car.

As Ophelia watched her grandma drive out of the school compound, she knew she was now alone. She has to survive her final in MRC, making sure not to cause any trouble that would jeopardize her study.

She left for the hostel mistress block with the direction from students. The building looked ancient, built with wood, almost losing its original color.

"Good day, ma, I am newly admitted into class 6:6. I am not yet assigned to my hostel," Ophelia informed the moment she walked into the office, her gaze lowered.

"Oh, the highest scorer," the hostel mistress said sweetly. "The hostels here aren't for individuals. Not lower than three and not higher than five can accommodate the hostel here," she informed. "Since you came late, you would be sharing the hostel left with three others."

"Oh, thank you very much," Ophelia muttered, trembling, feeling uneasy.

"Don't worry, you will be able to cope with time," the hostel mistress said, sounding as if she could read Ophelia's mind.

"Your hostel is located at SB block, no.150," the hostel mistress paused. "Here is the key to the hostel and the hostel manual containing the rules and regulations," she stretched the key and manual over to Ophelia.

"Thank you, ma," Ophelia voiced out before dragging her luggage out of the building.

She kept searching for the building but couldn't find it. She thought she was lost until she found Anna.

"Anna, please take me to the SB block."

Her voice made Anna halt. She turned to face Ophelia before asking, "SB block? Room what?"

"Oh, no.150," Ophelia replied.

Anna's eyes widened, wondering why Ophelia is so unlucky? From being admitted to class 6:6 to having the three school psycho as roommates.

Ophelia must have done something cruel in her past life to be punished this way. Anna thought.

"SB block is the next building after this one," Anna said, pointing at the building. "I have to go get ready for the assembly. See you during lunchtime."

"See you," Ophelia muttered, already exhausted from dragging her luggage around but she has no choice other than to do it herself.

She exhaled deeply before leaving for the building which was far from the spot she stood.

"It's the building," she muttered loudly the moment she arrived at the front of the building, which on the top 'SB BLOCK' was indicated on.

She dragged her luggage into the building, searching the rooms until she found room no.150.

She didn't bother knocking before opening the door. Her eyes widened at the sight which greeted her—one of her roommates having sex in their hostel.

"Isn't it forbidden?" The question slipped out of her thoughts.

The lady with the blonde hair quickly climbed down the bed, wrapped her chest with the blanket before walking up to Ophelia. "Hey, roomie, you must not speak of this to anyone, get me?"

"Hmm," Ophelia nodded before walking to the corner of the large room.

She dropped her luggage and bag, already exhausted. "Where are the other two?" she asked.

"They went for the assembly," the lady replied, staring at Ophelia, trying to figure out what exactly Ophelia was.

"Oh, the assembly," Ophelia muttered, forgetting she had to attend the assembly. "Please where does the assembly hold?"

"Wait for me. Let's go together," the lady said before fitting herself into her dress, making Ophelia wonder what part of her was weird.

Everyone is just exaggerating.

"Let's go," after the lady was done dressing, she muttered. "Babe, see you later. I have something important to tend to," she waved at him, a dark smirk playing on her lips.

She turned to face Ophelia before leaving the room. They left their hostel block, passing through many buildings which Ophelia didn't come across on her way to the hostel.

The walk lasted for about twenty minutes, making Ophelia wonder if her roommate is really taking her to the assembly ground.

"Where are you taking me to? There is no sign of the assembly ground, or are you new in this school too?" Ophelia asked.

Her roommate burst into laughter at her questions. "Assembly ground? I wonder how you became top scorer with this sick brain of yours," the words hit Ophelia, making her realize what Anna said might totally not be an exaggeration.

"Where the hell am I?" Ophelia asked, screaming out those words.

"Roomie, if you like shout out your lungs, no one would answer you," the girl continued. "This place belongs to the vampires. No one crosses it except they are ready to go against us!"

"Now, Bloodybuddies, come let's feast," the girl's voice echoed and the next thing, Ophelia was surrounded.

Fear took the better part of her the moment her gaze landed on their blood-stained lips, their fangs visible, and their red eyes boring holes into her soul.

Ophelia tried to run but her legs were failing her. Before she could run away, they already surrounded her, her legs and hands tied.

"I bet the blood of a rude bitch like you would taste like wine," the girl said, watching as Ophelia struggled to free herself from their grip.

Ophelia, who knew no one would come to her aid, let her tears flow freely, wishing she listened to Anna's words—Perhaps, this is the hell her mother talked about.