After an hour or so of driving and several hours of waiting in traffic, Alec finally pulled his car into the lot of his new college. He pulled the door open and stepped out, shutting it behind him. "Okay," he said to himself as he watched dozens of students milling around him. "I guess I go to the main office first?" He clicked the button on his keys to lock his car and headed for the main office.

When Alec got to the main office, he looked around. He wasn't sure what he expected, but it wasn't this. White marble floors were under his feet, and tan wallpaper with odd prints on it covered the walls. Prints of famous paintings lined the walls, and a large mahogany desk sat by the large window on the right wall. Two women sat behind it - one who looked about twenty eight with long brown hair and inviting green eyes, and one with obviously dyed platinum blonde hair and fake eyelashes. He decided subconsciously to approach the first lady, and greeted her. "I'm new," he started. "I have absolutely no idea where to go." She smiled. "I know, my first day here was horrid, but I love the college! Courses start Monday next week, so you'll have five days to meet your roommate and settle in. What's your name?" "Alexander Lightwood." The woman nodded and pulled open one of the drawers on her desk, ruffling through it and finally pulling out a thick yellow folder with Lightwood, Alexander scribbled on the front. "Here is a map of the school, the handbook, your dorm room number, and a pamphlet on each of your courses this semester. Have fun, dear!" Alec smiled gratefully. "Thank you," he said, and started out. As he opened the door, he heard a crashing sound. The nice woman had dropped a glass paperweight, and it had shattered all over the desk, leaving deep scratches all over the surface. "THAT IS MAHOGANY!" the gaudy woman screeched, and the nice woman was apologizing profusely and sweeping up the glass. Alec smiled a little and left the office to get his bags.

Pulling his four black suitcases behind him, Alec stared at the paper at the front of his folder. Dorm room 403, fourth floor of building D. Building D loomed in front of him, six floors of dorm rooms. This is were he would live for the next four years, possibly. Feeling nervousness bloom in his chest at meeting his roommate - what if he was a total psycho? -he walked through the glass double doors. The lobby looked similar to the main office, but instead of a desk to the right, he found an elevator at the center of the back wall. His bags clicking on the marble floor, he approached it and hit the call button. After waiting a few moments, the elevator dinged and the doors slid open. The lift was empty. He walked in, struggling to fit his bags in. The doors slid shut as Alec hit the button for the fourth floor. A million possibilities flew through his thoughts; what if his roommate is crazy? What if he doesn't get along with him? What if he hated Alec? What if he threw crazy parties and blasted music while Alec tried to study or sleep? Contemplating the various ways pf ridding himself of bad dorm mates without murder, he almost missed the doors sliding open on his floor. Swallowing his nerves, he stepped out into the hall as the elevator lowered to another floor, dragging his suitcases behind him. 401, 402... 403. Alec took the key in a baggie in the folder clutched in his hands and unlocked the door. No one was inside; so Alec naturally had to claim the better bedroom immediately. The living room spread out before him - two plain tan couches around a tiny television, with a wooden coffee table, the his right, through an open archway, was the kitchen with a small fridge and oven and microwave. And, of course, the bane of his survival, a coffee machine. Alec silently praised the coffee lords for this blessing as he turned and looked at the three doors at the other side of the apartment. A small bathroom was the door closest to Alec, and on either side of the bathroom were two identical bedrooms; pale blue walls with a bare mattress in the center, with a small white nightstand and two matching dressers with a small closet. Alec chose the one farthest from the front door and began the process of unpacking his clothes. One suitcase was emptied into drawers and stashed in the closet when Alec heard the front door of the dorm open. He picked a piece of lint off his pants and went to meet his roommate.

And apparently the roommate lords were not as loving as the coffee gods.

An Asian Rainbow Brite stood before him. He had gelled spikes in his hair, and golden glitter eyeliner around his greenish-yellow eyes. He had a rainbow t-shirt on and skinny jeans with so many rips it looked like he stuck it in a washing machine that used knives to scrape dirt off the fabric. The Asian Rainbow Brite grinned at him and held out his hand for a handshake; Alec shook it nervously. "Hello," the guy said, and he had a slight accent that Alec couldn't place. "I'm Magnus Bane; glitter enthusiast, and cat owner." Alec looked at him, and definitely saw the glitter part. But he didn't see a cat; all he saw were five deep purple suitcases behind him. Then he noticed that the hand he hadn't shook was holding a large furry gray lump. "His name in Chairman Meow," Magnus informed Alec, and Alec looked oddly at the cat as it rubbed against him legs. "The chairman likes you," Magnus said. "Is that a good thing?" Alec asked. Magnus just grinned and dragged his bags into the empty room. "I see you took the liberty of selecting the bedrooms for us," he called out to Alec. Alec sighed and headed back to his room to unpack.

"I am telling you, he looks like gay Sonic the Hedgehog," Alec said into his phone as he spoke to his brother and sister on a three-way call. "Maybe you two can go out," Jace said, laughing at Alec's description. Magnus had left earlier to go buy cat food from the market at the college stores and Alec had immediately called his siblings. "I ship it," Izzy said, making Jace laugh again. "Their ship name shall be Malec." Izzy laughed, and Alec groaned. "Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I will date every single guy that I meet." Izzy and Jace both started to talk at the same time. "Sure it does!" Isabelle cried out while Jace said "But you guys are a match made in Heaven by the Lord Himself!" Alec laughed at Jace's idiocy as he finished unpacking his bags, stacking the empty suitcases in his closet. Chairman Meow chose that moment to burst into Alec's room and bury his claws in Alec's flesh. "Dammit," Alec cursed, attempting to free himself from the murderous cat. "What?" Izzy asked. "Magnus's freaking cat is out to get me." Alec complained, finally freeing himself from the deranged cat. His siblings laughed. "What's his name?" Jace asked. "Chairman Meow," Alec answered. "Weirdest cat name ever." Izzy laughed. "Very creative. Does he have a fish named Sir Swimmy?" Alec laughed and left his room, plopping down on the boring couch in the living room. "Probably. And maybe he has a dog named President Woof," Jace suggested. "Or a horse named Chief Whinny," Alec replied. Jace laughed and Izzy made a weird half-laugh half-cough sound. "I have to go," she said. "Simon's here." Alec rolled his eyes as she hung up to go make out with her boyfriend. Jace groaned. "Do they ever spend more than twenty minutes apart?" he asked, making Alec chuckle. "Probable not. I don't know why he hasn't just moved in yet." "He'll probably take your bedroom now that you live an hour away." "He better not." Alec heard the front door start to open, and he mentally prepared himself as Magnus walked in, holding a bag of cat food. His roommate chucked the food onto the kitchen counter and settled onto the couch across from Alec. Alec glanced at him wearily as he continued talking to Jace. "Is your roommate back?" "Yes, why?" "TAKE HIS PICTURE!" "No." "DO IT!" "No." "Boring." "Sorry." "I got to go, man. BUT FIRST, LET ME TAKE A SELFIE!" Jace cried, imitating that girl on Vine. "Shut up." Alec said, and Jace laughed before hanging up. Alec turned off his phone and looked over at Magnus, who was staring intently at him. "Can I help you?" Magnus said nothing, but just got up and went to his room; and as Alec looked over at were Magnus had sat, he almost cried. A giant puddle of glitter was on the couch. Am I going to have to vacuum the couch every time he gets up? he thought. Alec sighed and headed back to his bedroom, softly playing music on his phone as he flipped through the folder the nice lady at the office had given him. The first page he looked at was titled Dorm Owner's Manual. Alec read the paper quickly.

Welcome to New York College of Design and Architecture!

As this is your first year, there are some basic rules to dorm life you must know.

1. No painting walls or putting up wallpaper. You may hang posters or change curtains.

2. You may purchase decorations for your room, but no extreme modifications to dorms are allowed.

3. You may use thumbtacks in the walls.

4. No replacing carpets or flooring in dorm rooms.

Additional rules may be viewed in the lobby of your building. Enjoy your stay!

The next paper was a basic overview of each class.

Geometry - Mr. Hoffman. Explore planes and the art of shapes in geometry! Learn formulas for anything

you can imagine, plan out designs, and create a world of your own - with shapes!

Mondays 1 P.M. - 3 P.M.

Trigonometry - Mrs. George. View triangles in a whole new light with trig! Learn to measure isosceles triangles without

a protractor, measure the hypotenuse without marked tools, and make a triangle out

of virtually anything!

Tuesdays 12 P.M. - 2 P.M.

Architecture - Mr. Smith. Design anything your mind can imagine! Create your dream house, make an office,

build a skyscraper! All of your architectural dreams become reality with this thrilling course.

Tuesdays 3 P.M. - 5 P.M.

Advanced Algebra - Mrs. Norberry. Learn the amazing ways of algebra with formulas and letters.

Wednesdays 12 P.M. - 2 P.M.

Structure Studies - Mr. Green. Study the structure and blueprints of some of the most famous

buildings of all time, including the Arch, the Eiffel Tower, the Hoover Dam, and much more!

Thursdays 5 P.M. - 7 P.M.

Metal Shop - Mr. Klearn. Use tools to bend metals into anything. Create anything you want

and enter the world of creation.

Fridays 6 A.M. - 8 A.M.

Alec looked up from his schedule and jumped when he noticed Magnus standing behind him, reading over his shoulder. "We have trig and metal shop together," he stated simply. "Great," Alec said shyly. He had never really been outgoing, preferring to keep to himself, and Magnus seemed like the polar opposite. Magnus headed to the door, and turned and said, "By the way. Nirvana. Good band." Then he left, and Alec grabbed his phone and turned his music off.

Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading, and for the review! I didn't think anyone would actually read it, much less leave a kind review. :x Anyway, I just wanted to say I am definitely not in college, and have only ever been to New York once, and in that time I did not enter the New York college of Design and Architecture. I am not even positive that is a real place. So I apologize if this is absolutely nothing like real college; I'm trying as hard as I can to make it seem real. Thanks again for reading, and I hope you enjoy the story.