[Bella's Point of View]
The loud voices of kids and the scent of fried chicken woke me up. It's a bright sunny morning. I looked around and noticed that Niana had woken up earlier. The blankets and sheets are crumpled.
I folded the white sheets neatly, and when I turned around, I saw Joshua, the kid with an amputated leg, peeking on the door.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Oh... Niana said I should wake you up, but you're awake." He replied.
We both went to the living room, and the kids were running back and forth. Some were patiently waiting for the food, and some were helping in preparing the meal.
I left Joshua and proceeded to Niana. She was frying bacon and eggs.
"Good morning." She mumbled without even glancing at me.
"Are we going back to the dorm later?" I asked from behind while staring at the bacon, slowly changing its hue to brown.
"Yeah. Do we have to leave immediately?" She asked.
"No. We don't have assignments to do either, but I just want to go back."
"Aren't you having fun here?"
"I feel relaxed."
She placed the bacon and fried eggs on a plate and removed the pinkish-red apron she was wearing with stains of mustard and ketchup.
"Let's eat?" She turned to me and went to the table. 
After breakfast, I went inside the room and scrolled through my Instamag. I saw posts of several classmates hanging out this day, and some were at the bar, some were at the library, some were just at home.
I sighed deeply and lay down on the bed. Nothing is interesting to do here.
I glanced at the big cabinet placed right at the side of this bed. It was pretty old, and there were fading cartoon stickers placed on it.
I opened the cabinet and saw clothing and sheets. These clothes are probably from the kids who left this orphanage. I searched deeper and saw a box. It was a metal box, and the handle was already rusting.
Curiously, I opened it and saw pictures. It was printed probably years ago since the photos were kind of brownish-yellowish already.
I looked at the pictures, and as expected, it was pictures of kids and nuns. I saw a picture of Niana when she was younger. She was smiling while holding a banana.
The following picture was still her, but she was with another kid. My eyes grew huge, and I looked at the image thoroughly. This kid seems like Jameson.
I got a flashback from the picture that fell from Niana's bag. I'm sure this is also the child I saw. Is this a coincidence? That's why the child was so familiar.
I looked at the next pictures, and the kid was also in the frames. They possibly took it on only one day since he wore the same clothing in all photos—a jumper paired with a striped shirt and a cap.
"James?" I said underneath my breath.
Well, it's possible that he was also from this orphanage since he didn't say much about his family. The last picture was a picture of that kid, and he wrote something on the upper right corner of the picture, 'I want to be a cop.'
What is Jameson doing here?
Does that mean Niana has known Jameson ever since? Why didn't she tell me?
And why didn't Jameson didn't mention anything about this before?
"Bella! Sister is asking, are we going back already? Let's say goodbye to the kids!" I heard Niana scream from outside the room.
I returned the pictures immediately and closed the cabinet. Niana came inside the room and smiled at me.
"Shall we go back to the dorm?" She asked.
"Hmm, I have to ask you something," I uttered and sat on the bed. I tapped the bed, signaling her to sit beside me.
"What is it?" She excitedly asked and sat beside me.
"How long do you know Jameson?"
She halted for a while and her mouth slightly opened, but no words came out.
"Uhm, why do you ask?"
"I saw pictures of you and him in this orphanage," I said.
"Oh, that. Actually, when he was young, he loved going to this orphanage since he didn't have a lot of friends, or he didn't have friends at all." She held tightly on the ends of her shirt and looked down.
"Uh, he was living near this orphanage before, but I don't know where he actually lived. But he was living with his parents and older sister." She continued.
"Hmm, so you were friends before?" I asked and looked away. Why am I so curious about them anyway?
"Yeah. He was a nice kid. I'm glad he became your neighbor." She smiled at me.
How did she know James was my neighbor? I didn't mention anything.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I know him. Ever since the night I discovered he died, I decided to keep our friendship a secret to anyone because I'm trying to forget the memories we had." She muttered and held my hand.
What is she saying?
"Don't worry, Bella. He truly loved you."
What?
...
I didn't understand anything Niana said earlier. We are now waiting for a train in the subway. The kid, Joshua, gave me a letter, and I was holding it tightly since we left the orphanage. I wonder what he wrote in here.
"Bella, why are you so quiet?" Niana asked and slurped from the straw of her milk tea.
"Nothing. I just feel tired." I simply replied.
A train stopped in front of us, and people were overtaking one another.
Since the train was overloaded, Niana and I had no choice but to stand.
Niana exhaled heavily as she looked at nowhere.
"I can't believe I would not be seeing the orphanage for a while, again." She mumbled.
I didn't say anything and looked at the letter from Joshua. I placed it inside my bag and took my phone out. My notifications kept ringing. I checked it and saw that people were mentioning me on a post.
Princess lipgloss: My goodness! Do you know that she was flirting with Ashton the other day? What a pathetic sl*t!
xoxosomi: Really? Oh my gosh, she's even the top student! That's embarrassing!
sasagorl: Maybe she didn't know that Ashton has a girlfriend. Ashton is a known playboy on the campus anyway.
Princess lipgloss: Hey @BellaSalv. What do you wanna say?
I scrolled until the end, and everyone was talking about me because of that 100-layered-lipgloss blabbermouth.
I clenched my fist and controlled myself not to reply. If I did, nobody's going to believe me anyway. This is going to ruin my school record.
...
After an hour of standing inside that freaking train, we're finally back!
"Goodness! That was a heck of a trip, don't you think?" Niana stretched her arms and yawned. It was already mid-afternoon, and the sun was about to set.
This day is definitely a waste.
As soon as we arrived at the dorm, I went inside my room and hugged my pillows. I comfortably closed my eyes and buried my head in the sheets.
I miss my room.
Then suddenly, I heard a loud sound from my window. I glanced at it abruptly and stood up. My blood went up to my head. I feel like someone's been here.
I looked down outside the window but saw no one.
"YOU COWARD!" I screamed in infuriation and slammed the windows. I gazed at my room to see if there was anything different, but it looked exactly the same the way I left it.
Whoever that could be, he is a threat.
I don't have an idea, but I'm sure he is a guy. Yep, he is a HE! And he is good at climbing.
If he's the serial killer, it would be risky if he kept coming to this place. Is he probably a pawn?
I'll find out.
I looked at myself in the mirror, and I looked horrible. I'm so exhausted, let me sleep.
...
"Do you know what's the tea about, Belladonna Salvador?"
"What about her?"
"I heard she is a psychopath!"
"Oh my goodness! Is that true? Gosh, that explains why she is so intelligent!"
"I know right, what if she kills us one day!"
"Stop saying that! She's going to hear us!"
"Oh, there she is."
I walked through the school hallway with all eyes on me. I have no idea why they were looking at me. Do I have rice on my face?
I just ignored it and kept walking until I had already heard murmurs of gossiping ladies.
"She's a psychopath? We better stay away from her!"
My eyes grew huge, and I looked at the girl who said that. She was looking at me with eyes of disgust.
"So, you're the famous psychopath genius now?" I heard someone speak from behind.
"What do you want?" I asked her and raised a brow.
She let out a mocking chuckle.
"You should be grateful. I made you popular." She uttered.
I stepped closer to her and whispered to her ear, "Now that you know I am a psychopath, do you have a death wish?" I smirked and looked at her. She was frightened but tried to keep a brave composure.
"You don't know me, Princess Bellania." I continued and pushed her away from my path.
"HOW DARE YOU?!" She screams.
...
[Princess Bellania's Point of View]
That freaking garbage! How dare she do that to me? I am the school's best student!
I screamed in anger and frustration. At first, I didn't mind her being the top student after throwing me out of the first rank, but when she started hanging out with Ashton? I feel like she's doing these things on purpose because she feels inferior to me.
"Oh my goodness! Did Bella push you?" I heard a group of ladies coming towards me. Of course, I acted like I was intensely hurt.
"Yeah, ouch! I think I broke my leg because that psychopath pushed me. She deserves to drop out of this school! Or else, she's going to kill us all!" I am such a talented drama queen! Hahahaha!
That Bella must be expelled before she takes everything from me.
"Okay, class, good morning. Today I'm just going to announce something really alarming. Bella Salvador from the other section got a higher score on the Science quiz than all of you here. This is the elite class. How come your scores are lower than hers?"
What? That's not possible! I studied for the quiz the whole day, and I got a lower score than that brat?
I clenched my fist and raised my hand.
"Uhm, excuse me, ma'am, but I think Bella is cheating on her tests. She admitted it directly to me." I acted like crying.
She won't get away from this.
"Well, this test is supervised, and I don't think she would do that, miss Princess. Take a sit and study harder."
Huh? So they are siding with Bella now.
This can't be happening. I have to tell dad everything!
I scrolled through my phone and smiled as I saw a message popped on my screen.
'Do you know? Bella is a murderer.'