I stood there, still confused by what Mrs. Clara had told me. What does she mean by that? Why would I leave? It's not even the end of the semester yet, so why would she kick me out?!
"Did you not hear what I said? Pack your things and leave this dorm. This instant."
Mrs. Clara said to me as she was giving me a death glare. What the heck? I was perplexed by everything because I knew I had done nothing wrong to be kicked out of the dorm.
"Wait, Mrs. Why are you doing this? Why are you kicking me out? I can't leave this dormitory. Please, what did I do wrong?"
I begged, not feeling ashamed that I practically kneeled in front of her. I did hear people gasping when they saw me looking so desperate. Well, fuck them. I am desperate. I couldn't care less about what they were going to say about me.
"What did you do wrong? I can't believe you have the nerve to ask about that after everything that you have done."
Mrs. Clara continues to glare at me, and I can't help but feel humiliated. What did I do? What happened?
"Breaking the curfew, bringing alcohol, and even destroying your roommate's things? What the hell is wrong with you? Aren't you supposed to be able to think about your actions considering you go to such a prestigious school? What? Did they not teach you any manners?"
Mrs. Clara was yelling in my face. I could practically feel her spitting on my face, but I don't have time to think about that after hearing what she told me. Well yes, I did break the curfew, but how did she know about that? But alcohol? Fucking alcohol? I have never drank or brought back any with me since the beginning of the semester, so which fucker is telling lies about me? But wait, why the fuck would I destroy Hayley's things NOW when I could do it all from the start? Not the point, but HUH?!! I swear to God I never did any of that. Well, I never did drink alcohol and destroy her things.
"No. You must have been mistaken. I never did any of that. In fact, my assignments were torn apart. Why would I do that to my own things, right? And believe me, I haven't drank any alcohol since last week. Please."
I begged and Mrs. Clara seemed to believe me for a moment before Hayley opened her mouth to say those horrible things about me.
"She's lying. She has always been going back late. She would always bring alcohol with her. And just yesterday, she even forced me to do her laundry and even print her work. She would always yell at me and curse me out. I'm terrified just to know that she's my roommate."
Hayley said as she cried even more.
WHAT THE HECK?
I seriously wanted to kill her right now for saying such shit about me. If only I knew how her behaviour is like a snake. I would treat her harshly from the start. If I did get kicked out of the dorm, I couldn't care less since I'm satisfied after slapping that bitch with a chair. Oh my god.
"I don't want to hear any other ruckus. You have until tonight. If you don't pack your things and leave, I will report you to the board and get you kicked out of front. For real. Now, everyone, move along. There's nothing to see here."
Mrs. Clara said as I stood there. I was stunned. Why is my life so fucking unlucky? Shit. Hayley was staring at me with a smug look on her face. Ugh. If only I could just slap that face of her, I wouldn't be this angry. She should've at least given me a week to at least find a new room or whatever. Does it ever occur to her why I'm living in a dorm? Can't she see that maybe I can't afford to rent outside, so I'm here living in the dorm?! For fuck sake's!
"I hope you have a nice life!"
I glared at Hayley before slamming the door in her face. Serve her right for being so vexing. I really hope she got hit by a truck or something. Please just disappear from my life!
I took a deep breath and tried to stay positive since I had an early class for today. So, I could come back later to get my clothes and other things. It's okay, Mia, you're going to be fine. I tried to remind myself of that. A lot. If I hadn't, I might've really lost my mind.
"Good morning, sexy!"
Sarah approached me as she gave me a tap on the shoulder. She seriously needs to stop calling me names just to make her feel better.
"Why are you frowning?"
Sarah glared at me, because we never really met after school yesterday since she's busy with club activities. So, she insisted that she wanted to know what had been bothering my mind. I just sigh at her because talking about it again makes me so fucking annoyed to think that my roommate is a jerk.
"Do you, perhaps, know anyone who's looking for a roommate?"
I asked and Sarah gave me a confused look since she knew I was living in the dorm for quite some time now.
"I think I may. Why? Are you finally ready to get out of that hell hole?"
Sarah laughs as I can't help but agree. It was indeed hell to be there.
"Yeah, Can you help me find one where I could move in today and the rent is not too expensive? I'm short on money this month."
I sighed as I noticed Sarah was beginning to type something on her phone. I am annoyed with her since she doesn't seem like she would be a great help for not listening to my distress.
"Okay, I got you. Come with me later and I'll introduce you to your new roommate!"
Sarah exclaimed, and I was surprised. That was fast. Having a lot of friends has its own benefits, I see. I can't thank her enough for helping me. A while ago, I was about to give up.