Chapter four
I straightened my Leviathan tie one last time before walking through the door of my new dorm room. The door was a rich burgandy color, which, one would have thought meant that the inside of the dorm would be great, and grand. But quite the contrary.
The room was an ugly, prison grey color, with a single window in between the two twin sized beds pushed up against the walls. A trunk at the end of each bed served as a dresser, and on each side was a desk, complete with a chair and a lamp.
All-in-all, the room was boring, and just a little scary.
Barking spiders. Is this why these boys are bum-rags? I thought, before turning around in the room to close the door.
"Are you going to close the door on my nose, dummkopf?" came a snooty voice.
I whipped my head around to see a boy about my age, his reddish brown hair carefully tousled. He had sharp, dark green eyes, and handsome features.
No one told me I'd be having a roommate! In my moment of hesitation, the boy pushed past me and slammed the door behind himself.
"This is my bunk," he said, pointing at the left bed, then turned to me.
"I'm Prince Aleksander. A real prince. An honor for you, I'm sure. And just so you know, I don't give out autographs." He took off his blue blazer and loosened his tie, throwing his jacket onto his bed.
I was shocked that this young 'prince', as he called himself, had the audacity to waltz in here like a clart-covered bum-rag and think that I, Deryn Sharp, wanted his autograph.
"I've never even heard of anyone named 'Prince Aleksander', you bum-rag." I snapped, my temper rising instantly. Aleksander turned in surprise, not used to someone talking back to him, I'm sure.
I stared him down, not afraid of his anger filled gaze. He was only a few inches taller than me, I realized, as he walked slowly towards me.
Aleksander was so close to my face, I could see little freckles on his nose, and feel warm breath on my face. My stomach gave a little, nervous flip at the closeness of this weird boy, but I kept it off my face, and narrowed my eyes.
"You don't speak to me that way, commoner. I am clearly higher than you, and you will respect me." he said, his voice low and threatening.
I opened my mouth to retort, but the heavy door was flung open, slamming against the wall, surprising both Aleksander and I.
There stood a young blond girl, about 13. She stared at me so intently for just a moment, that I started to sweat a little. Then, to my utter shock, she got a huge smile on her face.
"Big Brother!" She yelled.
So, sorry about not posting for awhile, and for Alek's out of characterness, but he will become more Alek-y soon. He just couldn't seem too friendly at first. So, yeah! Peace!