BIANCA'S POV
I pressed the doorbell waiting for anyone to open up. I sighed and looked around the vicinity. Everywhere was calm and quiet and it was a bit chilly.
I am on my mission of searching Jake's room.
My mind suddenly traveled to Jason.
Why is Jason doing this to me?
I reached for my Chanel quilted contrast crossbody and brought out my cellphone and dialed the president's phone number. The president's phone was with him.
I took my phone to my ear listening to it as it rang but there was no response. I sighed and returned my phone to my bag and waited for someone to open the door.
I pressed the doorbell once more and almost immediately an old woman opened the wooden gate.
"Hello", I softly said with an innocent smile.
"Bianca?", she asked and I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn't want to start introducing myself.
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