BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 507: Volume 3: One Year Later

Chapter 507: Volume 3: One Year Later

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"You can do this," I tried to steady my heavy breathing as best I could but so far so good I wasn’t doing a good job at it. I’m practically unmoving like an idiot and not blinking for over a minute. "It’s now or ever Emma," my nerves skyrocketed and I was on the verge of having a mental breakdown. Calm down, calm down. I mentally chanted to myself, squeezing my eyes shut.

This is not the end of the world, this is just a step. A huge step, what’s the worst that can happen? I don’t want to jinx it but I needed the boost.

The sudden knock on the car window snapped me out of it with a jolt. I gulped, pressing the button, and the window slid down slowly. The security guard pushed his hand against the window edge, eyes scanning me with quiet suspicion.

"Morning," he said.

"Morning" I squeaked. Shit! I must sound weird. It sounded better in my head than I intended. I should maintain my smile as best as possible. Don’t be weird Emma. First impressions matter before they think you’re some creep.

A minute passed, and I didn’t say a damn word. So much for not being weird—just sitting there, smiling at the man like a complete creep. The awkward silence hung between us, and I could see his expression tighten slightly, probably wondering what my deal was.

He scratched his jawline with little hairs. "Um, you have been here for about 30 minutes? Aren’t you going to drive in? You don’t wanna keep a line"

My eyes turned to the gates, right I came here on my own accord, why do I feel forced to be here? But I’m not, it’s just the nerves freaking me out. I never imagined I would get to this point but here I am.

"Are you here just for sightseeing? Do you wanna observe from afar?" At least he was considerate, I could tell he knew I was nervous about something and not just a certified creep hanging around in front of a gate.

"Actually" I found my voice as I glanced at him. "I’m a student," I said, showing him my ID.

"Oh," realization struck him, and he suddenly appeared apologetic, likely because he had eyed me with suspicion earlier. He cleared his throat "Then, welcome. Freshmen?"

I nodded.

"Are you ready to go in now?" he narrowed his eyes, grasping my situation.

I turned back to the gates. "I’m not sure" I whispered to myself.

"Well you won’t know until you go in"

"Yeah," I murmured before turning to face him. "I think I’m ready"

"Wish you all the best then" he parted from my car.

I returned a small smile, watching as the glass glided back up. With a deep breath, I steadied myself as the gates began to part.

There’s no turning back now.

I drove through Juneau University gates. It was located in the southeast, in a completely different region, and one of the most prestigious schools. The JU was also built in a scenic area near a lake and the major parts of the tropical forest, providing a peaceful environment while still being accessible to the city’s conveniences, including shops, restaurants, and other services in downtown Juneau.

I got such an opportunity thanks to Vanessa’s letter of recommendation. She pulled some strings without me knowing, the very day she discussed about me restarting my life and following my dreams. I was able to take some exams and then the rest was history.

However, this school was like Harvard around here and it still struck me as odd that I got in easily. I didn’t put much thought into it because of how excited I was when I got my letter.

The school land is very spacious, it was built on old money by the founding families to improve the education facilities and also for the majority of the supernaturals to feel safe. Yeah, I did my research, and trust me what I found out discreetly from Owen was mind-blowing.

78% of students here were supernaturals.

Thanks to the map installed in my car—as a precaution—I didn’t need to ask for directions, and I got to the dorm vicinity. Driving within the school felt like a drive to the mall. I pondered why such a school wasn’t known to the world, but remembering the 78% told me what I needed. It was kept under wraps.

I was amazed by the view of this place, it felt like I had stepped into a new country, with the trees, old buildings, and everything. It was a breathtaking sight and amazed me how I got in. It was more than I could ever imagine, I knew I would get into college but JU? This was a dream come true for anyone.

I packed my car in a spot, stepped out, and walked to the booth to grab my bags. There were so many so I grabbed a few things and walked to the door. I swiped my card and the door unlocked.

Damn! It’s more luxurious here than the outside, almost like everything was remodeled. I expected something more Victorian. The lounge looked like those aesthetics you saw on Pinterest, it was so cozy with everything you needed to relax.

The sofas, and lights, it was beautiful, and a space I could get used to, the size of this place told me I should expect more roommates than I was told.

I heard soft tapping and turned my gaze to find a girl in the corner. Her short, bleached blonde hair was the first thing that caught my eye. It was beautiful.

"Um Hi," I said nervously. I blinked when she came into view completely, a headset covered her ears, and she wore just black panties and a black shirt that said "Screw off" Well that’s very forward. I finally caught notice of the cigar sticking out of her lips, taking slow drags, and blowing smoke around. The intense smell caused deja vu to overwhelm me but I quickly pushed it aside.

Clearing my throat and raising my gaze, I found her staring back at me. We stood there awkwardly for two minutes before she decided it was time to remove her headset. Her blue eyes drifted to my bags, scanning me from head to toe like she was trying to determine what species I was.

"You’re the one with the entire top floor," she murmured, more to herself than to me. "Great, a rich brat," she said directly to my face before turning on her heel and walking away. I blinked, dumbfounded by her abrupt and unexpected response.

First impression of my new roommate. She’s rude. And what did she mean by the entire top floor? Rich brat? Geez! it wasn’t even two hours yet and I’m already called names, was this my reckoning or what?

"Jesus, Wendy, you wanna choke me to death?" A voice came through followed by intense coughing, I followed the sound to the railing where another girl leaned against it. She had golden blonde hair that reminded me of Grayson’s.

Her brown eyes met mine. "Oh, Hey!" she squealed.

"H-Hi" I blinked, dropping my bag because my wrists hurt from holding them too long.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed before rushing downstairs in a matter of seconds. "You’re, her!" she squealed.

"Her?" I asked, confused.

"Oh sorry, I’m Tessa, your second roomie" she giggled. "Not exactly roomie because you have the whole top floor. I mean I never expected that and here you are and that explains it I mean look at you the full package there and—"

"Slow down" I stopped her, she talked faster than Tiger Jnr when he’s high on milk. "What do you mean the whole top floor? I mean we’re meant to be like five in a house right?"

That was what I was told, or did I hear wrong? I was expecting a full house although I wasn’t game about it because of my isolated personality but I told myself to suck it up and deal with whatever JU offered.

Tessa paused her mouth left ajar before she closed them and formed words "Oh I see they probably made arrangements for you, god I’m so envious" She grabbed my bags "Let me help you with that"

"N-No, really it’s okay," I said following behind her as she climbed the stairs. "You still haven’t answered my question" I hurried up after her because of how fast she was on her feet.

She paused and gave a simple twirl to look at me. "When we settled in—we were told by the housekeepers we found cleaning—that the first floor was completely rented out by a special guest"

What? I don’t remember paying for that and was that school appropriate?

"So the first floor is mine?" I said, finding it hard to believe.

"Yeah, what they said, so..." she grinned. "Are you like an heiress or something"

"No, just a simple girl," I replied.

"Yeah sure, they always say that" she dropped my bags. "I’m fixing dinner, we all share a kitchen so... want anything?" she offered.

"No, I’m good, thanks. I just need to settle in first"

"Sure sure, have fun" She walked away leaving me to my thoughts.

I swiped my card and the door opened. It opened so that means this was really mine. I stepped in reluctantly, it was very spacious and I bet my two cents this wasn’t how everything was before, from the king-sized bed, the fireplace, the large window with a view, ceiling top curtains, and empty shelves to keep all my mountain of books I came with. This was not provided by the school.

It was also like it was remodeled to suit my taste.

So who the heck transformed my dorm?