Chapter8:

I woke up the next morning. My stomach was growling. I hurried toward the washroom and took a long shower with warm water. I dressed in a dark green blouse and white trousers. It was the weekend. I was starting my classes and job from tomorrow. I was planning to explore the academy but first breakfast.         I grabbed my phone and headed out of the door. I locked the door and halted. When I found all the gazes on me. It was crowded. Were they waiting for me to walk out of the room? Of course, not.        Plucking my gaze from the groups of girls and their curious gazes, I headed to the elevator. Two girls blocked my way and eyed me with distaste on their faces. They were wearing bright red short dresses, red lipstick, and red shoes. Red girls!         "Freshers can't use it," She said, crossing her arms over her chest.         "But I used it yesterday." I didn't mention, with the headmaster.         Her expressive face screwed up into a tight knot of annoyance. "That was yesterday,"