I wake up late that night to Sebastian coming in, noisily rustling about as he changes into his pajamas. My eyes squint open as I watch him pulling on an old sweat shirt. I sit up a little bit, "What time is it?"

He jumps a little bit, not realizing that I had woken up, "Good lord, Jefferson, you nearly scared to me have to death!"

"Jeff," I correct him, stretching my arms out, "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. Is it morning?"

"Technically," he answers, clumsily changing his socks, "It's probably almost 3 A.M."

I raise an eyebrow, "What are you doing up this late on a school night?"

He rolls his eyes, "Just hanging out. It's not really your business, now, is it?"His words are all slurred together and somewhat hard to understand.

"Are you drunk?" I ask in disbelief.

"No, not really anymore." He answers, tucking himself away in bed and shutting the lights off.

I frown, "You're unbelievable." I mutter, throwing my head back down on my pillow.

I make an attempt to fall back asleep but I can't. I get up shortly before four and head outside to get some fresh air, still dressed in flannel pants and a lose tank top.

I breathe in the chilly morning air as I watch the fog along the grass. There's only a hint of light in the sky, but it already feels like morning to me. I wander around the school grounds for a while as I wait for the sun to rise.

I look over my shoulder to see a figure jogging towards me along the pathway. I can't tell who they are from here, only that they're relatively tall and wearing a white shirt. I stop in my tracks and wait for them to get closer so that I can identify who they are. They slow down as they get closer, "Jeff? Is that you?"

I immediately recognize the voice as Hunter's as he gets closer and I can make out his appearance better, "Yeah. What's up?"

He stops a few feet away from me, "I was just out on my morning run, what are you doing out so early?"

"Truth be told my roommate got in really late last night and woke me up, I couldn't fall back to sleep." I explain casually.

"Who's your roommate?" He asks as we begin walking down the pathway together.

"Sebastian."

He smirks, "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me. That kid has no discipline or common sense of any kind."

I shrug, "He's a little odd, I guess, but he's a pretty cool guy once you get to know him."

He raises an eyebrow, "Explain to me you've gotten to know him in like two days."

"Well, I haven't. But that's what Nick told me, at least," I mutter, "He seems okay to me to be honest. I don't want to assume the worst about people."

He shakes his head, "Well that's nice, but you wouldn't have to assume anything. Sebastian isn't a very admirable person, and that's coming from me."

I frown slightly, "Care to explain?"

"Sure," he replies, "Not that you won't find out on your own, though. Don't tell him I told you this, cause he randomly gets overly sensitive sometimes, but I kinda think he has legitimate issues. He sleeps around with whoever he can find that will treat him the worst, for starters. He gets drunk a least four nights a week and he thinks he's the best thing since Jesus."

"Oh..." I murmur, "Well, maybe he has like problems or something..."

"That's putting in lightly." He replies, "Seriously, I feel so bad for you that you're stuck being his roommate. I don't understand how Nick and some of the other guys put up with him sometimes."

"Nick seems to really like him, I'm sure he's not all bad."

He smiles at me, petting me on the shoulder, "You're a nice kid. You really try and see the best in people, huh?"

I shake my head, "It's not even that, I just don't think Sebastian's all that bad."

"Don't deny it," he replies, "I think that's a good way to be. I admire you for it."

"Oh, well, thank you, then." I say with a small smile, flattered that someone like him would compliment me like that.

We go for a few laps around the school as the sun rises. I watch the way the morning light him, making him glisten like gold from head to toe. He looks beautiful, almost god like. He glances over at me, noticing that I was staring, "See something you like?"

"Oh, haha, sorry," I mutter, embarrassed, "I just zoned out for a second. You do look nice in this lighting, though. Not in a gay way or anything like that, just you know..."

He raises his eyebrows, "Sure thing. Are you, though?"

"Am I what?"

"Gay." He answers plainly.

I freeze up for a second, not really sure what to say, "Oh, um, no, not really, I guess. Are you?"

He shakes his head, "No. But you don't have to hide it if you are, there's a lot of kids that are out of the closet here, you don't have to worry about getting beat up or anything like that."

"Good to know, " I mutter, "But um, no, I'm pretty straight."

The more I think about it, the less straight I actually feel. I guess it doesn't matter much, though. The only guy that I was really thinking about like that was Hunter, who of course has to be straight himself. Of course I think other guys around here are attractive, but not enough for me to be legitimately interested. I sigh, feeling somewhat frustrated with myself for some reason.

Hunter and I head back into the school a while later around the time where the other boys are all probably getting up. I head back into my dorm room after saying goodbye to Hunter. Sebastian is up and dressed neatly in his uniform, styling in his hair in the mirror. I look at him, a little bit worried about him. His eyes are blood shot and he has a sick look to him, despite how put together he appears from far away.

"Hey," I greet him, getting my clothes together, "How are you feeling?"

He glances over at me through the mirror, "A little tired, but I'm fine. I'm sorry I woke you up earlier, I'll be more quiet next time."

"It's okay," I reply with a small smile, "I went to bed really early yesterday, so it was totally fine. You don't look so good, though, you sure you're alright?"

He smirks, "Of course, if I couldn't handle it I wouldn't be out so late. I appreciate your concern, but seriously, I'm totally fine, don't even think about it."

"Sure." I reply, not convinced. I quickly change into my uniform, still struggling with tie.

Sebastian walks over to me and does my tie for me, "You'll get the hang of it eventually." He says with a smile, fixing my hair a little, too.

"Thanks." I reply, looking myself over in the mirror. I give him a warm smile, "You seem like really nice guy." I normally wouldn't just go out and say that, but judging by what Hunter told me, I don't get the feeling that hears that very much.

"You don't me very well, do you?" He replies cynically, "I'm one of the nastiest people you're gonna meet here. Well, second to Hitler Clarington."

I raise an eyebrow, "You don't like Hunter?"

He shakes his head, "We don't just call him Hitler because it rhymes. He's literally like a Nazi."

"He seems like a nice guy to me." I reply, making a slight attempt to defend him. I don't try very hard, though, after what Hunter had said about Sebastian earlier.

"You don't really know him, either, then, do you?"

"Why do you guys hate each other so much?" I ask, trying to understand their feud.

"I used to be Captain of the Warblers before Hunter came along. And I was really upset when I lost my position, but I had tried to give him a chance, anyway." He explains, "But then Hunter had the whole team taking steroids, and of course we all got busted. If our parents weren't all rich powerful people that gave all kinds of money to the school we would have been expelled. And even after the fact he still treats the whole team like dirt. There's a difference between working people really hard and just being a jerk."

"Oh," I mutter, "I guess that would make sense why you don't like him. What's his problem with you, though?"

"For one, I'm one of the only people that isn't afraid to stand up to him," he smirks, "And he's jealous that most of the team has more respect for me and think I was a much better Captain."

I nod, "Fair enough."

He sighs, taking one last look in the mirror, "Well I'm gonna head down and meet Nick in the cafeteria. Want to come?"

"Yeah, sure." I follow him downstairs, passing Hunter in the hallway. I smile at him, "Hey, Hunter."

His face softens when he looks at me, but he doesn't smile back, "Hi Jeff." He exchanges dirty looks with Sebastian as they pass each other.

Sebastian shakes his head at me as we enter the cafeteria, "You really don't want to be friends with him, Jeff. If he acts like he likes you even slightly it's only because he might be able to use you for something."

We sit down with Nick, who smiles and greets us both, "Good morning, how are you guys today?"

Sebastian shrugs, "Hungover, to be honest. I'm gonna grab a coffee, you guys want anything?"

I shake my head, "No, thank you."

Nick looks up at him as he stands up, "Can you get me one too?"

"Sure thing," Sebastian mutters as he walks off.

Nick looks over at me, "What about you? How was your first day yesterday?"

"It was pretty good, thanks." I answer brightly.

"I noticed you disappeared right after classes ended, but do you want to come to the Lima Bean with me and some friends later?"

"Sure," I answer pleasantly, "That sounds like fun. You guys drink a lot of coffee around here, huh?"

He nods, glancing over at Sebastian, "Some more than others, but yeah, I'd say that sounds about right."

We all head to class after breakfast. I walk into my first class of the day, ready to get another day rolling.