Back for Revenge: Roommate Edition

One morning before class, one of my roommates couldn't get out of bed and asked me to sign her in. It seemed harmless enough, but when I got there, I realized I was the only one from our dorm there, while the other three hadn't shown up.

Since it was an easy class and the professor was not taking roll, I figured it wouldn't hurt to help them out and marked all four of us present on the app.

I was feeling pleased with myself for doing a good deed when Sienna suddenly burst through the main door.

She marched straight up to the professor, held up her phone, and asked, "Professor, why does my phone show I was signed in when I wasn't even here?"

Everyone in the classroom turned to stare at her, and I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat. The professor shot her a cold look and said, "You know exactly how your name got checked in."

Sienna replied, "I honestly have no idea. That's why I came to ask you. The system must have glitched. I never tapped anything, and it signed me in on its own."

She put on her best innocent act and annoyed the professor so much that he'd actually let out a laugh.

However, it didn't take him long to realize I was the one behind it.

Because I'd signed in for three of my roommates, I ended up failing the course and had to retake it the next semester. Meanwhile, my other three roommates just lost a few participation points.

I was so mad I could barely breathe. I gritted my teeth and asked Sienna why she had to make a scene, but she pouted like a victim and said, "How was I supposed to know you weren't allowed to sign people in? You're the one who did it."

From that moment on, I swore I would never stick my neck out for anyone again and started keeping my distance from Sienna.

I thought staying away from her would save me from trouble, but I was still no match for her antics.

Later on, the school held a speech contest, with prize money for first place and even the chance to apply for a scholarship. I signed up right away and spent days researching and preparing.

On the day of the contest, I was on stage delivering my speech with full confidence when Sienna suddenly stood up in the audience and demanded to know why my speech sounded so much like her ideas.

The room instantly buzzed with whispers, and my speech was cut short. Everyone's gaze on me had completely changed.

Afterward, I'd pulled Sienne aside and asked how my speech could be anything like hers when she hadn't even joined the competition.

She pointed at her head with a straight face and said, "It's crazy, right? I dreamed about it a few days ago, and it was the same as your speech. It freaked me out."

I nearly passed out when I heard that.

In the end, I'd lost my shot at the scholarship, and rumors soon spread around campus that I was a plagiarist.

The stress dragged me back into depression, and one night, I ended up on the school rooftop.

But maybe fate was not done with me yet, because I was given another chance at life.

This time, I was determined not to put up with Sienna's nonsense anymore. She was going to pay.

She kept calling my name, but I ignored her.

Then, just as she was about to yell again, our roommate Jessica Mills, who was in the middle of her game, finally lost her patience. She yanked off her headset and snapped, "Melissa, Melissa, Melissa—what is this, are you trying to yell my ear off?

"It's the middle of the night! Can you shut up? I can't even hear my own game!"

We'd used to have four girls in the dorm, but one had moved out because she couldn't stand Sienna. Now, only Jessica and I were left.

I'd stayed because I couldn't afford to move, and Jessica had stayed because she wasn't someone Sienna would dare cross.

So instead, Sienna focused on me, treating me like an easy target and making my life miserable.