Harry and Taylor spent an hour or so in the living room together once Harry had arrived, telling each other a few basic things about themselves as they were going to be living together now. She seemed alright in Harry's opinion and was decent looking so perhaps a good fuckbuddy at some point this half term. After all, waiting to have sex until he got home was not really an option, of course he could wank himself off but now that he knew his new roomie was a girl it seemed too good of an opportunity to waste given how little else he had to look forward to at this school, a good fuck now and then would be nice. Of course he hadn't brought that up to her. Instead they'd discussed things such as what subjects they were taking (music, English literature and sociology) and why they'd been sent here ('Mum thought I partied too hard' being Taylor's response).
Harry also learnt that Taylor's surname was Swift so he clearly hadn't been as quick to get here as he'd thought given her name would have been called after his.
After talking for a bit they both decided to go an explore the dorm. "Harry?" Taylor called from where she was down the other end of the hallway.
"Yeah?" He answered making his way over to where she was stood.
"There's only one bedroom."
Harry was surprised by her words but honestly not that worried about he. Sharing a bed didn't bother him, in fact as he was planning on having sex with Taylor at some point, it probably just made it a bit easier for him. An arm draped over her waist in the middle of the night, her back against his, pretending to be asleep when he pulled her closer just to make her think he liked her.
Harry shrugged. "Doesn't bother me. You?"
"Erm, I mean, if you're fine with it then I guess it's okay?" She sounded hesitant and unsure but Harry just offered her a dazzling smile before making his way around the rest of the flat taking a look in all the rooms.
The dorm consisted of a living room, a kitchen, two bathrooms (one ensuite, one down the hall), one bedroom, a washing room (containing a washing machine and tumble dryer, a weird small room with nothing much in it other than a desk, which Harry could only assume was supposed to be some kind of study, and two locked doors.
Neither Harry nor Taylor could find the key anywhere and it wasn't until they'd read the information sheet that was on the table in the living room, that they found out they would be receiving the key at the end of the week.
Harry thought it all seemed very strange, and was more than curious to find out what was behind the doors and why they couldn't see it now. Taylor didn't seem as bothered, very light and breezy about the whole situation; she didn't seem as adverse as Harry to attending this school.
Taylor left to go and check out the kitchen, see if there was any food or whether they would need to go shopping at some point soon. As Harry hadn't bothered to read the information sheet in much detail, or look at everything else the welcome pack included, he decided to pick up the paper now so he could learn everything he could about the school and therefore, hopefully, the fastest way out of it. It read:
Welcome!
Good afternoon students,
As you are reading this you now must have spent some time in your dorms and we hope you have mad yourselves comfortable. We are very much looking forward to having you here with us for this school year and we are confident that you will all do very well during you time here. This pack includes information on your classes, what you should be expecting from your time here, a map of the school, lists of events taking place, and other general information.
Starting tomorrow at 8am, breakfast will be served in the canteen. Usual breakfasts are continental so include a range of baked goods, fruits, jams and other spreads, tea, coffee, etc, however on a Saturday and Sunday the school also provides a cooked option including bacon, eggs, sausages, baked beans and more. A full menu is included in this pack.
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School of discipline (L.S.)
FanfictionHarry is a troubled 18 year old. He starts fights, he lashes out for no reason, he is alway angry. One day his mum has had enough and sends him off to a school for discipline. Little does he know, the school might not be what he thinks and he may ju...