A/N: Merry Christmas, my love. You are the star of my sky, ever guiding me on the right path.
AU Description: 'Mafia AU': The Fenton family, the Riter family, and the Beaumont family are all incredibly powerful families. Each of the sons of those families, Daniel, Andrew, and Randall, each attend college under a fake name, and in a form of disguise so as none would recognize them.
Daniel James Fenton took a breath as he settled himself into the first seat that seemed to draw the least attention to himself. Right, there was nothing to worry about. Just his first class in higher education. When he was fifteen years old. And the son of one of the most affluent families in the country. Right then. Pulling out his phone, he used it to make certain that his hair was perfectly messy, and that he looked every bit the average college student, as anyone else. He worse plain clothes which his sister called 'street' clothes. He didn't much like the term, but he supposed it worked well enough. He heard someone sit beside him and looked over. "Andrew Anderson."
He looked just a hair old to be a college student, but maybe that was Daniel's own lack of knowledge shining through. Perfect, windswept black hair and a long purple trench coat that would make him easy to pick out in any crowd. Certainly not the sort that he would usually associate with, but… Well, college was meant to be about exploring new identities, yes? Perhaps he would see about this 'Andrew.' Daniel looked him over before giving him a curt nod. "Daniel Lockett."
Andrew rose an eyebrow at him. "Daniel. Refreshing. Most others often shorten it."
It took him about two seconds to decide he didn't like this 'classmate' of his, who seemed far too pompous and elitist for his own good. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind, Andy." Just in the few short moments they had known each other, Daniel knew his type immediately. The sort that knew he was right in exactly every aspect and would never listen to another word anyone in opposition had to say. He hated those types of people the most.
Andrew immediately bristled at him. Good, it seemed he needed someone to take him down a peg or two. Maybe Daniel could have fun in this class, after all. "Andrew. Never 'Andy.'"
"Then we're on the same page," he told him with a smirk. "Daniel. Not 'Danny' or 'Dan.'"
"Well, glad to see we're on the same page, then, Lockett. Tell me, have you already read the books listed on the syllabus?" He seemed incredibly full of himself. There was no way he was that ahead of everyone to justify that sort of ego. Daniel thought it over and internally winced. As a matter of fact, he'd only read probably three of the books on the list of ten it had been recommended they read before beginning the class proper. Hm, perhaps he had made a slight misjudgment…
"I have. Have you?" he asked, turning it back around to Andrew to quickly get the attention off himself. Perhaps not the most subtle of diversions, but hopefully an effective one, nonetheless.
Andrew scoffed, tossing his head. "Of course I have. Those were all basic classics that honestly, if you didn't read them by the age of fourteen, you were woefully uneducated." 'Woefully uneducated?' His parents had gotten him the best home education money could buy, and they hadn't required such an extensive reading list as would be discussed in this class.
"Right. I agree completely. And what did you think about…" Think, Fenton. "1984? I thought it was incredibly compelling." And it was true, he didn't care to much go in depth with his analysis of the book, but he thought that the content on its surface had been incredibly interesting, and he'd meant to give it more thought when he'd had a chance.
"...Well, I suppose in that we would have to agree. It was one of the stories to of course begin the dystopian craze we see in most modern media nowadays, though I tend to think of it as a cautionary tale," Andrew said so offhandedly it must have been something he said often, which meant he did know what he was talking about. Damn.
"Right," Daniel nodded and oh dear. If every student in college was like this about every subject, then perhaps he had something to worry about with this 'college' nonsense. For now he would see where this went, and what this meant for his own schooling career. Hopefully he could continue to fly under the radar.
