CHAPTER SEVEN

Hey people! I'm sorry for the wait. I've been busy lately but here's a new chapter. I would like to thank all those who reviewed and I'd also like to thank my silent readers. This chapter sees an interaction between Caroline and Carter. Beware! Enzo will make an appearance soon, I'll let y'all know how soon. Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. Please tell me what you think!

(CHAPTER SONG: CITY OF ANGELS BY THIRTY SECONDS TO MARS)

IN LIFE WE ARE EITHER BOUND BY THAT WHICH WE CHASE OR THAT WHICH CHASES US.

Exhausted and sweaty, Carter slammed the door, heaving a deep sigh as she sat down on her bed, carefully removing her running shoes, trying not to get sweat on the sheets. She just came from an hour long jog and her body was gross, dripping of sweat and all she wanted to do was take a long cleansing shower.

Just as she stood up to gather her shower things, she heard a groan coming from the bed next to hers. Looking at it, she now only realised that the empty bed next to hers was occupied by someone.

Since she arrived almost two weeks ago, that bed had been empty. Was she that self-absorbed that she hadn't noticed the presence of a second roommate? Probably.

"Ugh could you be any louder? I don't think you've woken the entire dorm just yet." A groggy voice dripping with sarcasm was the next thing she heard.

The person was still wrapped up under the covers and she couldn't spot a face.

"It's not my fault you're a light sleeper." She said before entering the bathroom for a much needed shower and slamming the door once again.

After what felt like forever, Carter exited the foggy bathroom with a towel wrapped around her slim figure. By now both roommates were up and about while talking in hushed voices.

Although all talking ceased as she entered the room.

Not fazed by the abrupt silence, Carter looked at the two girls before her, her gaze particularly falling on the one she hadn't met or seen before.

She was tall with long, wavy chocolate brown hair, olive skin and eyes matching her hair colour. She stood next to Caroline, staring right back at Carter with a sneer.

Carter shook her head.

"I don't have time for petty girl drama." She said before moving towards her section of the wardrobe to pick out her outfit for the day.

After scurrying through her clothes, she decided to go with a pair of black skinny-jeans, a white sleeveless blouse, and a leather jacket. She fished out a pair of studded Dr Martin boots to match her outfit.

Whatever Carter thought would come out of one of the girls' mouths was completely and utterly different from what came next. "Cool tattoos. Where did you get them from?"

She froze momentarily, taken aback. Those words hit her like a wave would hit a ship on a particularly stormy night. The girl's tone was blunt but carried a hint of curiosity.

Curiosity.

That was the first thing she was alerted off.

Those who hunt her, they would make certain that she was the right person before slaughtering her. They would ask questions before that. Ask her where and how she got such tattoos. They would show curiosity and dig deeper before they know she is the pray; the one who must be slaughtered to save the innocence of this universe.

How could she be so foolish to reveal her markings to a pair of strangers? Strangers who could potentially end her existence.

Her heartbeat picked up speed as she thought of the possibility of dying today. She'd been so naïve, thinking that she would be safe in this little town. She could possibly die today!

Slowly turning to face the girls, Carter willed her heartbeat to stop racing and plastered on a wicked smirk that betrayed none of her inner turmoil.

"Thanks." She drawled out without answering the second question before she rushed into the bathroom to change.

Entering her first class of the day, Carter took a seat and immediately flipped open her books. This was one of the lessons she had to put all her focus on.

Political science was not an easy subject and as a law student, she had to understand it down to its littlest detail. She couldn't afford any slip ups that would result in a low score.

Thankfully, the lecturer didn't waste any time starting the day's lesson. She had come to realise that Professor Timbershore was a straight-down-to-work kind of guy and when he gave his lessons, he gave them with sheer passion. She loved that about him.

For as long as she could recall, Carter dreamed of becoming a lawyer. She had a great passion for it. As a young teenager, she knew exactly what she wanted to become when she grew up. It has always been one thing. And her love for that career did not root from the desire to achieve justice but rather the abilities that come along with the job.

A lawyer fights to get his/her point across. They have the ability to completely change a person's beliefs and opinions with mere words. With their words, they are able to make the bad guy look like the good guy and vice-versa.

But what she loves most about that profession is the ability to decipher the most complex codes, the ability to find out the deepest of answers. And that is precisely why she chose law.

She wanted to get to the bottom of the most difficult, most vague cases.

Caroline huffed as she entered the campus library. Today has been an epic failure, what with gaining zero information from a compelled Wes.

She sat down on one of the armchairs and withdrew her books. Micro-biology 101 was more complex than anything she'd ever come across and it was only first year.

She'd strangle Elena right now.

She was supposed to be a Drama major doing all the fun things drama students do, not sitting in a dreadful library with books that had gibberish written all over them.

Oh she would so strangle Elena.

As she opened her books, she spotted her entering the library with all her glory. Immediately Caroline sprang to her feet and approached Carter. She wasn't friends with the girl or anything but she wanted to be friendly.

"Hey." Caroline greeted a little awkwardly.

"Yes?" Carter replied dryly.

"So I just wanted to apologise on behalf of my friend. She's uh; she's just going through a rough patch. She's usually a very nice person." her apology was a bit sloppy but she thought she sounded convincing.

Carter raised an eyebrow. "Really? Funny I didn't notice that. I'm usually a very observant person."

"Look, just give her a chance okay? I'm sure you'll like her when she's back to her old self which will probably be soon." She really hoped Elena would return soon. She couldn't take one more day with Katherine pretending to be her best friend.

"I don't have to give anyone a chance Caroline and your friend, whoever she is, doesn't bother me. Trust me; I've dealt with the Heathcliffs of the twenty-first-century."

"Elena. That's her name." she snapped, not liking the Heathcliff reference she made.

Carter stared her down with an un-amused look before her lips pulled into a careless smirk.

"It doesn't matter. I could care less about her mood swings." And with being said, she walked away leaving an irritated blond behind.

Caroline shook her head lightly as she watched Carter walk away. The girl's attitude made it difficult to like her. She was rude, awkward, and very uninterested in anything. She was also arrogant and inconsiderate which really irked Caroline.

Although she's occasionally rude and insensitive, Caroline was generally a nice person with a kind heart. She loved her family and friends dearly but she also loved making new friends, which is why she was trying to warm up to Carter.

She just wanted to make her feel welcomed.

And she was hoping to find out if Carter had anything to do with the secret society Dr Wes was part of.

She'd seen them hang out on a few occasions and it wouldn't seem odd to her had Carter been one of his students but she wasn't. She was a Law student and Dr Wes was a Science teacher.

Maybe she was just over-analysing things again, but their newly developed friendship struck her as an odd thing.