Seth watched the Jackson twins, he honestly still couldn't tell them apart since they had similar faces and straight long hair, though one's was dirty blonde while the other's was brown, he'd already forgotten who. He looked back to the front, R was up pretty soon.
"Mike Mizanin," Triple H said.
"That's Miz," Miz said, his hair was up in an awkward mohawk.
"Slytherin," the hat said almost immediately
"Shinsuke Nakamura."
"Ravenclaw."
"Will Ospreay."
"Gryffindor."
"Kevin Owens."
"Slytherin."
"Adam Page."
"Hufflepuff."
"Roman Reigns."
"Gryffindor."
Seth wasn't surprised, he clapped for his new friend.
"Seth Rollins."
He swallowed nervously and walked up to the stool.
"Hmm, a bit tricky," the hat thought in Seth's head, "Ravenclaw," it yelled. Seth was ecstatic, Triple H was his head of house! He'd already read a few of his books on Defense Against the Dark Arts, he was excited to learn from the man himself. He didn't hear the rest, he was too busy high fiving and talking quietly with the Ravenclaws.
"Marty Scurll."
Marty was terrified as he walked up to the stool, it felt like a gallows march to him. He kind of wanted to be in the same house as Adam, they'd gotten along well in the train, though they said only a few words. Or maybe one of the houses the Jackson twins were in, they seemed nice, where were they anyway?
"This is a truly interesting case," the hat thought, "It's as if there are two personalities at war here. Do you really want to be a pop star?" Marty felt his face flush red
"No!" He thought back forcefully. That dream was the cause of much scorn and teasing over his years, he had no chance of becoming a famous singer and it was only birds who dreamed of it anyway, he figured.
"Very well," the hat thought, "Slytherin."
The hat was removed from his head and he got up. He looked over to Adam, who shrugged but clapped for him. He sat down next to an older bleach blonde kid.
"Hey there Marty, I'm Cody, welcome to Slytherin," the kid smiled. His blue eyes were cold and piercing, but his smile was kind.
"Good to meet you Cody," Marty said, and looked back up to the front.
"Allen Styles."
"I like AJ," AJ said, his southern US accent pretty noticeable.
"Ravenclaw," the hat said.
Marty wondered what the hat would've said if he'd told it he wanted to be a singer. Would it have made a difference?
"Hiromu Takahashi," Triple H said.
The kid was nervously saying "もっと" over and over, clutching a fat black and white cat,
"友人になる," he said to the cat and climbed to the stool.
"Hufflepuff."
Marty figured he, Adam, and that Hiromu kid could've gotten along ok.
"Brandon Tate."
"Hufflepuff," the hat said immediately.
"Brent Tate."
"Hufflepuff," The hat repeated for the other twin.
"Chuck Taylor."
"Slytherin," Immediate again. Chuck got up and tossed the hat back to Triple H and fist bumped Baretta.
"Hikuleo Tonga."
"Slytherin."
His two brothers cheered standing up.
"Last but not least, Sami Zayn."
"Hufflepuff."