Our Beginning | Mickey Altieri

Chapter Three

"So Y/n, what kind of course are you taking?" I heard Randy asking. "I'm taking Theatre, how about you?" Answering, I asked him the same. "That's neat, I'm taking Film!" I smiled at his answer. Not going to lie, he looks like a pretty big nerd for horror films. Can't blame him, I am too. I'm pretty much a sucker for movies. "Not going to lie, you look like a pretty big nerd for horror movies," I blurted out. He just looked at me. 'Well, good job, you dumbass,' I thought to myself, looking down. "My god, does it really show?" He asked, laughing.

"What?"

"Randy's considered the geek back in high school," Sid came along. "He knows the stuff how to survive in a horror movie." "Hey, those are rules that one must abide in order to stay alive," He stated. "I'm glad I'm still here all just by being a virgin." Proudly pointing at himself, Sid and I chuckled. "Okay there, Jamie Lee," I said. "Exactly," He answered.

I playfully rolled my eyes and grabbed two boxes. The three of us talked on our way to my dorm. They're pretty well to get along. Never knew I would've ended up socializing with others in a second. As I still carried those two boxes, the top almost fell out of my grip.

"Shit, the box!"

The box stood still a second after. Looking infront, I saw another girl with short hair, a little shorter than Sidney's. "Be careful," She said smiling. I smiled back and dropped my boxes inside my dorm. She stuck out her hand as I approached and shook it. "I'm Hallie," She spoke. "I'm Y/n, very nice to meet you," Answering, I stopped shaking her hand. She asked where Sid was so she can show her around a bit. She also told me that her and Sid are roommates, so that explains it.

As soon as Sid left, Randy looked at me. "Does my nerd side really show?" He asked. I only laughed in response. "A bit," Soon telling him, he laughs along. I opened my box to see my stack of vhs tapes. Randy peeps beside and had some sort of astonishing look on him.

"Glad I'm not the only nerd then," He told me, picking up a tape of Halloween. "Shut up, Randy," I laughed, playfully punching his shoulder. "You have a lot more than me. That's pretty neat!" He says. "I've always been interested in film ever since," I stated. He puts back Halloween back in its original spot, closing my box. "Hey, do you need any help with your stuff?" I turned to his side, asking him.

"You don't have to, you know?"

"I know, but I want to. It's called 'returning the favor', man."

"Alright, you can help," He gave in, smiling. I smiled back as we both headed to his car. I walked infront of Randy, turning my view right at him while we talked. I started apologizing right after my back hit someone from behind.

"Shit, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention!"

"No, don't be. I wasn't even paying attention also."

He started to chuckle and turned his head at me. He stuck out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Derek, by the way," He informed. Taking his hand, I introduced myself to him back. "Nice to meet you Derek, I'm Y/n," Mentioned, Randy comes along, shaking his hand with Derek as he introduces himself in addition. Randy opens his trunk as soon as the three of us arrived, grabbing a box. I grabbed one while Derek grabbed the last.

All of us walked in a straight line as we walked to his dorm. I felt like one of The Beatles members walking in a line from the photo. Laughing at my own thought, we later arrived. Another pile of boxes were across from us. Guess his roommate came before him. Derek perked his up, looking at the pile.

"Hey, those are mine."

Randy and I turned our attention to him. Well, now we know whose roommate is who. "Isn't that neat?" I asked in a joyful tone to Randy. He smiled and nodded. Once I dropped his boxes on the floor, I heard a knock coming from their dorm. Derek opened up to reveal a guy wearing a blue sweater, the same sweater I once saw at the gas station. "Hey Derek," He spoke, leaning over to the door frame. He caught my eye and looked at Derek, and at me one more time, his jaw dropping.

"Hey, aren't you that person from the gas station!?"

I looked a bit confused until I started to remember the guy. Holy shit, it really is him.

"No way, it's you!?"

"What is happening?" Randy asked. "I just find it a coincidence that this guy over there is attending to Windsor College with us," I told him, pointing my thumb to the guy infront.

"Anyways, I'm Mickey, Mickey Altieri," He spoke as he took my hand, giving it a shake. "I'm Y/n," I said back. A while later, Sid and Hallie appeared as Sid soon had her view on Derek. The two slowly smiled at each other while they began to introduce one another. I look to my side to see Randy a bit sad. Placing my shoulder on him, I asked him is he's alright. He said he's fine, but I know that he's not. I just didn't say anything about it, to try not to get anyone's attention. Now come to think of it, if Randy is roommates with Derek, so are Hallie and Sid, who's mine?

Telling the others that I'll be back to my dorm, I dashed over quickly to see a couple of boxes and a suitcase, a video camera resting on top.

"What are you doing in my dorm?"

I jumped a bit in surprise just to see Mickey behind. How the fuck did he come here all of a sudden?

"I came to check if my stuff is still here. This is also my dorm too."

Silence fills between the two of us.

"Wait, you're my roommate?" He asked. Well, well, a double coincidence.

"Apparently so," I answered, smiling. "But one thing, just don't touch my films, alright?" "Alright, alright," He says, laughing.

"Need some help to unpack though?"

"Yeah, sure!"

We both walked together, soon unpacking our stuff.