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Miss Marilyn 
Marilyn entered the Third Year Dorms, entirely too tired to really care about any commotion or conversations going on around her. Through out the entire Welcome Feast, the blonde had to endure Marie...who really thought she was something else. She'd seen the girl talking to Rafe. Even though, she'd been sitting there with Carter, it didn't make much difference. Marilyn didn't want her anywhere near what was hers! Just sharing a dorm was enough!
Sitting down on the bed with her trunk neatly placed in front of it, she silently stewed. Yes, she was tired, exhausted really...but her irritation was getting the best of her. Vividly dangerous thoughts kept flying through her mind. Causing bodily harm wouldn't be enough. Humiliation wouldn't be enough...So, what was she going to do?
Marie walked into the girls dorm room and started to head straight for her bed. She was very tired after everything that had happend during the day and throughout the night. Her and Evan had sort of called a truce... after having another argument on the train. Her and Carter were... well she wasn't sure what they were anymore. The only thing she was sure of was that she still wanted to be his girlfriend, no matter what anyone said. And then there was Marilyn and the death glares she had been getting from her on the train. Geesh, what was her problem anyway? Why did she care who Carter was with? She was the one that left him for someone else.
Getting closer to her bed she noticed someone sitting on a bed near hers. Looking closer she seen it was...
Marilyn!
Oh great, just how she wanted to end her night. In a confrontation with her. Hoping she wouldn't say anything, Marie just went straight to her bed and sat in the middle of it without even looking towards Marilyn. There was no way she was going to be the one starting anything here. Not tonight anyway.