September 1st
It had been over a month since the 4th but as Merlin was boarding the train he touched his lips and remembered Arthur. He was going to a new school Camelot Academy (god is everything named Camelot?); he got a full scholarship much better than his old run down Eldor school with textbooks that had swear drawn all over them. He would miss his friends Will and Freya but this school gave him new opportunities like his mom had said. He hated it being a boarding school though; after his dad left he always looked after his mom but now he didn't know what to do.
He sat down in the only available compartment left which happened to have a adorable dark skinned girl with gorgeous curly locks that would put Christine to shame (he really need to try to be less gay). "Hello I'm Gwen! I'm going to Camelot boarding school I assume you are too as you are wearing the hideous uniform someone decided on " Said the very peppy girl " "
"Wow Merlin what an unusual name! I-I don't mea it in a bad way its just a little odd well I guess I cant talk my crazy parents named my Gwenevere ."
"Oh god no! This damn Arthurian legend follows me constantly! I met someone named Arthur over the summer and he talked to someone named Morgana! I think I was named Merlin on a dare."
"No Merlin fits you, Merlin I think it's the ears big magical ears those are!"
"Shush" said Merlin but a wide grin spread across his face. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad with a friend like Gwen by his side.
Merlin made his way through the crowded hallways to his room in the physicians ward (he had no idea why it was called that) he finally found his room, room 223 and went inside. There was a surprising number of people in his two person room ; a tall handsome bloke with wavy brown hair and a slight 5 o'clock shadow, a dark-skinned man with a shaved head, and at the back of the room unpacking his things was a man with blond hair he would have recognized anywhere. "Arthur." Merlin let out a barely audible whisper which made everyone turn around to stare. Arthur's eyes widened for a sec but quickly composed himself and walked over. "Hello, my name is Arthur Pendragon nice to make your acquaintance." Why was he being so formal Merlin thought as he tilted his head to the side just like Castiel on his favorite show Supernatural would have. "Uh…Merlin?" Idiot Merlin thought his name wasn't a question! "Merlin." He said with more confidence reaching out his hand to shake Arthur's. "I'm Gawain" said the wavy hair man give Merlin the flirtiest smile he had ever seen; unnoticed by either Arthur stiffened behind him. "And that tall, dark, and handsome man over there is Elyan. Say hi Elyan."
"Hi. I can speak for myself you know I just choose not to."
"I'm sure you do sweet cheeks." Gawain replied "Well off we go. Bye Merlin." Merlin gave an indignant yep as Gawain hit him on the arse and they where gone. It was just him and Arthur now and the awkwardness was filling the room like a noxious gas. "Well … Uh…" Merlin tried and failed to start a conversation but suddenly it didn't matter as Arthur was suddenly very close to his face. Merlin blushed expecting a kiss instead however "Listen! I remember you don't pretend you don't remember me I am an amazing kisser. But I'm straight got it? If you try to kiss me again I will kick you out of this room so fast you head will spin. Granted it's already in trouble because of those ignoramus ears on your head. Okay?" Merlin just gaped at Arthur not knowing what to say a thousand things rushing through his brain finally he landed on the cool and calm approach. "Oh please; do not flatter yourself mister. I wouldn't kiss you if we where the last to people on earth and I was ill and all that could cure it was your kiss. Also your lips where chapped. Gross!" With that terrible display of insults ending with a mental slap to Arthur self esteem Merlin exited.
He kept walking till he found a park with a weeping willow. Going underneath and began to weep as the trees name seemed to command it. It wasn't he first love; hell he wasn't even sure if it was love. The whole summer h e had built Arthur up on a pedestal because of that one amazing kiss and now it all fell. He knew it was stupid he just wished he had never seen Arthur again after that night.