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Aaron POV:

Teddy Pierson is supposed to arrive at 11:00 am. I check the time and I have 2 hours before he gets here. 

I stand in front of the mirror, shirtless. Staring deeply at my reflection, I run my hand through my brown hair and walk to the bathroom and take my joggers off. I turned the shower on and began to wash myself. 

I got out of the shower and checked the time again and I still had an hour, I grabbed my towel and dried my body and hair. I wrapped it around my waist and put a hoodie and another pair of joggers on. 

I walked over to his bed and pushed it into the far corner of the room, that way he doesn't need to worry about someone getting in. I heard he was bullied a lot in his old school and they would somehow get into the room and do stupid shit like beat him up for no reason. I don't want that to happen again.

Teddy POV:

"His name is Aaron Smith. Lovely boy he is. I'm sure you two would get along swimmingly!" Mr Williams said excitedly. 

I have always had a problem with getting along with people. I was bullied a lot in my old school and have lost all hope in humanity. Nobody had a reason to bully me, I guess they were just bored. Always...bored. I was shoved into the wall repeatedly and  I was called various things, but now I think about it I'm bisexual ginger. Why wouldn't they bully me? I just hope they deal with it here, or that there isn't any bullying at all but that sounds like the perfect school, which probably doesn't exist. 

"I'm sure Aaron will take great care of you!" He continued. 'Here we go again.' I thought. "Aaron's roommate left because he had family problems and had to go home immediately! I don't remember his name.. uh.. um.. Tony! That's the one... Tony. He became Aaron's best best friend after a week into the academic year!"  I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Alright," I say, my voice was almost a whisper.

 We continued to walk through the small crowds of people. We left the main school building and went to the dorm rooms, we walked a few more steps up.

"If you have any questions...ask Aaron! Smart boy he is! Straight A's!" I gave an awkward laugh. "Alright! Here we are!" I was very nervous, so nervous I was clenching my fists. "I'll leave you both to it!" He turned around and jogged back down the stairs. I hesitantly knocked at the door.

Aaron POV:

I had just finished making his bed with my spare sheets when I heard a little knock. 'Shit.' I thought, 'Fuck.. It can't be that time already.' I checked the time and it was 11:00 am. My eyes jotted around the room. Everything was clean...Tidy.. Kind of... 

I sighed and opened the door to the curly ginger-haired boy called Teddy Pierson. He had bright green eyes and freckles dotted on his face and he was clenching his fists. It wasn't hard to tell that he was nervous especially as he was biting his lower lip.

"You m-must be A-Aaron, right?" He had a softly-spoken voice. He was stuttering a lot, I just want to wrap him up in a big hug, but that's weird. We've only just met.

"Yes, yes I am. Come in," I said. Trying not to stumble over my words. "Your name is Teddy, right?"

He didn't say a word, he just silently nodded and gave a small smile. Teddy walks in and observes the room. "I'm sorry for the mess," I say while running my hand through my hair. He ignored my apology.

 "Mr Williams seems nice." He says, oh for fucks sake. "He seems very obsessed with you." Shit.

"Uh, yeah." He turns around and looks at me. "Yeah, he's my step-dad." His eyes widened.

 "Oh, r-right. Lucky you." He said sarcastically, he shook his head and sat on my bed his gaze was fixed on the posters. "It's nice in here.' He said.

"Thank you," I said. Slowly, I walked over to my bed and sat next to him. I noticed he was looking at every poster individually, "I can take those down if you want." He looked at me and he seemed confused.

"Why?" He asked, looking at me. He's so...pretty. 

"Well...If you don't like them I can just take them down, whatever you-" I stopped talking, but he still had a confused look on his face. His gaze shifted to me and it grew stronger, I looked away from him and stood up. "I'm going to get your stuff. You stay here."  I left the room and went down the stairs.

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