Author's note;
Knock, knock, knock! And before I have chance to respond or even barely open my eyes, the door is swung open wide. "This is room 182, it is shared of course, Daniel Howell- whom is right there," I'm tangled up in my sheets when the headmaster -shit- is stood right above me. He is not impressed. I sit up slowly, pulling the cover up to my chest. "Uhh, I- I'm not-"
"In class? No, I can see that, . Would you like to go to your lesson?" I stutter at his angry tone. Then it clicks. He has a boy stood next to him. A new border? No, he's trying to sell a place in the college. And that costs quite a pretty penny. I look sheepishly to the boy, but he doesn't look put off, he looks quite concerned. Then I really look at him. He is rather tall, about an inch shorter than the headmaster. He has a jet black fringe, similar to mine. The first thing you notice about him, though, are his eyes. They really are something else; bright, bold blue, eye-catching and summarizing. After a second to long of taking him in, the head-master shoots me a dirty look and calls for 'Philip' to follow him. I like that name, it has a certain ring to it. Philip follows hesitantly, his eyes locked on my face. I'm suddenly very conscious of my appearance. The boy half smiles before following the head out of the door. I get up slowly when they've gone, my head dizzy. I hate getting beat up.
Looking in the mirror is an even worse feint than before. My autumnal bruises have changed to match the current season; winter. The dark patches on my body make me look very pale with the contrast. They also make me look pretty washed out. I'm positive that's why the Phil boy looked concerned. Or at least I think so. I quickly splash my bloody face with water. Feeling refreshed (not at all to do with the, uh, Phil guy) I decide to head down to my last lesson, media. After all, it is my favorite. Plus, I have two sort-of friends in that class. Pj and Chris. Chris is hilariously childish and Pj has the mind of a genius, they balance each other out. I pop an aspirin my mouth to tame the oncoming bitch of a headache and make my way down to media.
I relax for the very first time that day, sat laughing and joking with Pj and Chris. We're going to work together on this terms project. It's an exiting one; Story of my Life. We film bits of our lives everyday, insignificant as they are, they resemble how all the little things are important. I laugh at another obscene joke from Chris when Mr. Galle, the guy who has the crap job of welfare for the kids who board here, pops his head round the door. He spots me and beckons for me to follow him. I scrape my chair back and walk to him, unsure of how this will span out. Is it because those guys beat me up? But when he shuts the door behind me, I see that the Phil kid is stood next to him. "Dan, you've been at the college for a good two years, no? Well, Philip Lester is joining us today. He's a new boarder so we though you, being a long-time resident, could show him the ropes. Dan, this is your new roommate Phil." I look up to Phil, my eyes wide. I've never had a roommate. This could be interesting. Mr. Galle looks at my intently, unsure of my reaction. I smile widely and Mr. Galle claps me on the back. "I'll leave you two to get to know each other. Phil's taking media, too, aren't you Phil?" Phil nods silently as Mr. Galle walks off down the hall, a spring in his step. I look up at Phil. He's a little taller than me. "Uh, hi, I'm Dan. It's great- it's good to finally have a roommate, haha," I laugh nervously. Phil smiles at me and it's a real smile. Not a crappy fake one you see all the time. It's pretty. "Hiya Dan, I'm Phil," He says awkwardly. His pupils are massive, making his eyes look even bluer. I motion to enter the classroom and we walk in, unsure and slightly thrilled. I smile at him again before taking my seat with Chris and Pj and he sits next to me. We all exchange names and once well acquainted Chris describes to Phil, very graphically, about the project we're starting. I don't stop smiling throughout the whole lesson. Perhaps Phil will be a pleasant change in my life.
P.s I hope you enjoyed it! That's more or less all I pre-wrote so It'll be spontaneously new to me next time I upload. Oooh, exiting. And also, thank-you to uhnonniemiss for reviewing! -NeonLuna
