Chapter 9

OPHELIA My stomach growls at the scent of my burrito drifting out of the brown paper bag I have clutched in my hands as I take the stairs up to my dorm room. It was my hunger that forced me out of the solace of the library. Libraries have always been special places to me. Not only a portal to another world, but the library was the only place I felt like I could hide from the pitying stares and rumors. There goes that loser, Ophelia. The girl with no friends who peed herself in front of the entire school when she was seventeen. I didn’t. I mean, I know it looked like I did, but I didn’t. However, high schoolers aren’t exactly renowned for getting their facts straight before spreading rumors. Nor did I burn the school down in a fit of rage after, but nobody seemed to care about the truth regarding that either. I push open my door and toss my backpack onto the bed with a sigh. A burrito and a shower, and I’ll call it a night. “You’re home late, pyromaniac.” I let out a shriek so loud that