As Gilbert got off the train, he sighed. He wished that Toronto wasn't so far from Avonlea. Nevertheless, he was excited for college.
As Gilbert made his way towards his new room, the door opened. Out walked a tall boy, with honey colored hair that was curly, much like his own.
"Hello." Gilbert nodded respectfully.
"Oh, hi! You must be Gilbert" the boy replied. "I was just going to head down to the post office, you can join me if you'd like!"
"Oh, um, are you my roomate?" Gilbert asked stupidly. He knew the answer of course, the boy had just walked out of his room.
"Yes, I'm Joseph," he said "Put your stuff down, and we can get acquainted on the way to the post office!"
Gilbert was tempted to refuse the offer. He wanted to start reading some books, so he could have some basic information before classes started, but thought better of it. He needed to send his letter to Anne, and he had no clue where the post office was
"Yeah, yes, sure, I'll come." Gilbert mumbled as he struggled to open the door while trying to get his letter from his pocket.
Joseph laughed, but he came over to help him. Finally, after Gilbert had everything situated, the two left for the post office.
"So, why are you going to the post office?" Gilbert asked
"I've got to send a letter to my mother." Joseph replied, clearly annoyed. "Does your mother make you write every week too?"
"Well, no." Gilbert didn't want to make things awkward.
"You're lucky." Joseph sighed, as he scuffed his shoe on the dirt.
Gilbert sighed, he didn't want to keep any secrets from his new friend. "My mother died when she gave birth to me."
Joseph stopped in his tracks. "I am so sorry, I-"
"It's fine," Gilbert smiled weakly "that was a long time ago." "So, what's your mother like?" Gilbert asked, changing the subject.
"Well, um, she's pretty nice I guess." Joseph mumbled, embarrassed. "Who's that letter to then?"
"Er, her name's Anne." Gilbert said, feeling a blush creep onto his cheeks.
"Ah, so you've got yourself a girl back home!" Joseph smiled.
"Well, I wouldn't say she's mine. I mean I guess we are courting, but what I meant was that…" Gilbert was saved by the post office. They had arrived.
Joseph was still laughing at GIlbert, but he lead him inside. Both boys paid for stamps, sent the letters, and headed back towards the dormitories.
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