Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs and characters you recognise.
WARNING! May contain triggers such as self harm, suicide and depresssion.
Jeff looked up as his new roommate came in.
"Hi, I'm Nick." The brunette said cheerfully, offering his hand to Jeff.
"Jeff." The blonde replied, his voice still rather high and clear, as it hadn't settled, staring at the outstretched hand. "Now for some ground rules. Don't touch my stuff. Don't touch me. And don't talk to me. Now let me see your schedule."
Nick looked uncertainly at the blonde, had he done something wrong? He handed his schedule to the blonde, who read through it.
"You have all your classes with me." Jeff informed Nick coolly as he handed the schedule back. "I'll show you around. Just don't make it look like we're friends or anything."
"OK?" Nick said hesitantly as he started to unpack, thinking through all he'd said, wondering what had offended the other boy.
Jeff glared at Nick, before getting a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and leaving the room, heading out to the small woodland area he always disappeared to when he didn't want anyone to bother him. And he could've sworn he heard Nick call after him, "Didn't you know smoking stunts your growth?"
Nick quickly finished unpacking his things, before looking round the room. It was pretty simple. Matching twin beds, each with a nightstand either side of a small window. A large desk with two chairs. Two closets, one by the main door, the other by the en-suite bathroom. The bathroom wasn't very extravagant either. But the whole thing screamed class. The furniture was wooden and the beds were made with covers in the Dalton colors, deep blue and red, the carpet was also deep blue and the blinds were red. He had finally found somewhere safe- or so he thought.
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