Five to Seven people applied to be housed together for their time in college, lacking the money to live on their own. They don't know each other. Or do they?

Vera Garcia didn't know what to expect upon arriving at the house. It looked nice. It was new, at least. It was not too far from the beach and had a decent view. Living there would make it more convenient for her to drive to school and work and make it back in time to run errands and do schoolwork and stuff. Her main concern was who she would be living with. She would be living with four to six other people -at least that's what the ad said -and she still had no idea who they were. They could be serial killers for all she knew, though she knew that it wasn't likely.