A/N: I don't own anything, once again. I had fun writing this, it went surprisingly smooth compared to my other things.
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I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin' problem. And yeah I like to fuck, that's my fuckin' problem.
The vulgar lyrics of the rap song caused Cody to groan as he slumped back into the leather sit, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why do you get to pick the music, Ted?"
The bigger brunette chuckled as he adjusted his Ray Bans with one hand, the other hand firmly kept on the steering wheel. "My car, my gas, my radio," he firmly concluded. "You're only going to listen to show tunes anyway. Like that stupid song from the musical, what is it... Mortgage? 500 hundred something about coffee." Ted rolled his eyes, stepping on the gas as they moved faster down the route.
"First of all it's Rent, and second of all it's five hundred, twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. They were wondering how to measure a year, and since most of them probably drink coffee every day, they used the cup of coffee line. Get it?" Cody thoroughly tried to explain show tunes to his best friend for what seemed like the umpteenth time, and it just didn't get through to him.
"Nope." Ted's words were blunt before he got lost in the lyrics of rap again, causing Cody to sigh and look down at Ted's iPad. Ted's horrible sense of direction drafted him as the designated human GPS.
"Isn't it interesting how we live closer to Alabama and Georgia than we do to a place in our own state?" Cody tapped his fingers against the tablet and looked how much further they were. "Only about ten to fifteen more minutes before we're at USF, and begin the rest of our lives."
"Unfortunately," groaned Ted, sighing.
"What's wrong?" piped up Cody, glancing at his friend with a smile. Cody for one was excited: they were finally leaving Milton and we're going to explore new places, new adventures... new guys," Cody added with a chuckle. It was frustrating being the only out kid back at Milton High School; he knew there were other gay kids, due to his impeccable gaydar, who were afraid of being themselves.
"I just, I'm scared is all," Ted finally confessed as he pulled off of the highway.
"Why? You're like, the most confident person I know. You weren't scared of high school, you pretty much ran Milton. Didn't you have the entire cheerleading squad blow you one time?" His voice had a tinge of jealousy, not that Ted would notice. He knew that his friend was straighter than... well, a line.
"I'm... well that was Milton, it doesn't help when you're the richest family around and you practically own the town. Now here, I'm not so big..." Ted's voice trailed off and he kept his eyes focused on the road.
"Listen Teddy," he cringed at the nickname but let Cody continue. "You're going to go great. You have baseball and... what are you even majoring in?
"Physical education," it took Ted a minute for his lackadaisical response. "If I don't make it to the major leagues then I can always teach kids."
Cody smiled, and couldn't help but blush. "Awww, Teddy!"
"Call me that in public and I'll put you in a headlock for three hours," he threatened, easing up the speed of the car as Ted spotted buildings of the universty nearby. "I remember that from my visit."
All incoming freshmen were required to come up a week earlier to get to know their class – the class of 2017.
"I'm so glad we get to room together," said Cody as he pulled out the collar of his T-shirt to air it out. He had lived in Florida his entire life but still could not get used to the heat sometimes.
Ted rolled his eyes: he never had to share. He grew up in a big mansion with his half-brother Michael and brother Brett. Even then, they barely shared anything. "What are the names of our suitemates again?"
Cody reached forward and grabbed the papers, and scanned it for a moment. "John Cena, and um... uh, Randal Orton. It says they both play baseball."
Ted teased a smile. "Teammates, eh? Maybe I can get used to them."
Cody's face fell. "I was hoping for at least one of them to be more artsy... I hope our room isn't like high school again." He bit his lip as he brought his feet to the chair.
Ted broke contact with the road for one second and glanced at Cody, making sure their eyes were connected. "Cody, just fucking know... I always have your back. If any of them mess with you, ANY of them, just tell me."
Cody weakly nodded, but Ted insisted. "Anything Cody, I'll do ANYTHING for you." He gripped onto the steering wheel tightly, and followed the directions towards their suite.
As they finally pulled up, they both exchanged a look. Silence plagued the car for a second, but Cody nodded in his best friend's direction. "Here begins the rest of our lives."
"For now," Ted finished as he parked the car and stepped out. Cody followed his lead and they went to retrieve their things.
"It's nice here, I love it!" Cody was very positive in taking in the vibe of the campus, looking back at Ted as he got out all of his suitcases and such.
"The U-Haul guys should bring in our things," Ted explained to Cody, strapping his book bag over his shoulders as the two of them exchanged a look. "What?" Ted questioned, unsure of what Cody was thinking. The darker haired boy just shook his head.
"Nothing, I-I was just... thinking, let's go." He looked up eagerly and began to walk, waving hello at people who were passing by in shorts and tank tops – proudly displaying the school logo everywhere. As they neared their suite building, he smiled at the theater across from it. "Ooh, we're so close!"
"Haha, that's good for you. I heard the athletic facilities are on the entire other side of campus," groaned Ted, using his student ID card to get into the building. Cody quickly followed and the two of them looked from left to right for directions.
"This way," led Ted as he walked to the right and up a couple of staircases. He looked down at the paper in his hands and back towards Cody. "305, right?
"315," Cody corrected happily, and groaned as they had to walk even further down the corridor. As they finally reached the room, they smiled to see a whiteboard with two names written there. The initials RKO were written in red ink with a snake around it, and then John C. with two lines beneath it.
Cody grabbed the blue marker and immediately wrote 'Cody Rhodes' followed by a heart, and then handed the market to Ted. "Write something, Teddy." He grumbled and wrote down his name.
"Wow, so uncreative... Ted DiBiase Jr. Nothing to represent you?" Ted drew a baseball on the whiteboard, getting a laugh from Cody as he played with the key to open the room.
Needless to say – their suite was nice. The main foyer part of it had a small kitchen to the left, and then to the right was a living room area with couches, a television and game systems already hooked up to it. Behind there were two doors with bedrooms. The beds were pushed against the wall facing the work desks, with one large window in each room.
"Hey, hey, roommates!" greeted a very large blue eyed guy, smiling as he went to greet them with handshakes. "I'm John, John Cena. I'm from Massachusetts." Cody bit on his lip, immediately mesmerized by the guys eyes and held his grip a little longer.
Ted noticed this but quickly looked away. "So, what are the rooming arrangements?" he asked quickly, shuffling towards the room.
"Oh, Randy and I took that one," he pointed at the room to the left. "So you guys can have that one. I'll get him to introduce, he's rather..." he paused to find a word, "antisocial." He dipped his head in the room while Cody and Ted pulled their things into the other room.
"He's so cute," Cody confessed to Ted, looking up to him with a smile. "Do you think he's gay?" Cody asked, twiddling with his thumbs.
"Maybe?" Ted responded, not exactly knowing what to say. With a swift knock on the door Ted looked towards it. "Come in," he advised and watched as a tall, dark guy came in.
"I'm Randy." And with that, he turned away and went back into his room, leaving the other two to look at each other perplexed.
"I, um, we're definitely going to have some fun here..." Ted laughed, sitting on the edge of his bed as Cody lied on his.
"I don't know about you, but I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap," he yawned before crawling up on his bed, not wanting to deal with the struggles of packing and unpacking his things. It wasn't before long he drifted off into a nap.
A/N: Decided to take things a little slow this chapter. Introduced characters and such. Got them a feel for the campus, express the relationship between the two. Read. Review. Follow. Favorite.
