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1. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

"𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖
 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘"

General POV:

Bridget followed after the principal as he led her into her new dorm room... or so she thought it belonged to her? Even Merlin didn't know. Classic Merlin behaviours.

"Come along, come along. Now, is it this one?" He said, opening the door inspecting the room as he walked in. "No, no. Can't be. Ah, is it this one?"

"Sir, I, uhm-" Bridget attempted to pause his spiralling.

"Yes, Bridget? What is it?" Merlin said, swiftly cutting her off and turning around.

"Uhm, I think you're reading the card number wrong." Bridget giggled as she came forward and took the card out of his hand, flipping it the right way around. "See, it was upside down the whole time!"

"Oh, right. Yes, yes so that is the case. Well, in that case, your apartment, sorry not apartment. You are door number 609, not 906. My bad, Bridget." Merlin said, causing her to giggle even more.

Merlin took her to the right room finally, taking her up the stairs as she tagged along behind him. He tried to open the door but the door wouldn't budge. He tried again but still the door was not opening. What was wrong with this door? He pushed harder and harder but it was no use.

"Uhm Principal Merlin, are we sure this is the right door?" Bridget asked, a concerned look plastered on her face.

"Yes it is, I know exactly what's going on. Just a minute, dear." Merlin said, smiling at Bridget before shaking the door knob violently. "Hook. Open the door, right now."

"Nah, I don't wanna." A faint voice was heard.

"Open the door, right now." Merlin said, assertively.

"What is going on right now?" Bridget thought to herself.

"Fine." The voice said, before footsteps were heard getting closer to the door. It finally opened and a boy with a hook stood there in the door way. Bridget stared at him in awe. He was so good-looking - it was unreal. This was Bridget's chance for a fresh start so she decided it'd be right to introduce herself to him but before she could say anything, he had spoken before her.

"Hey there, pinkaholic! Welcome to the dorm that you will be stealing from me." He said, with a thick British accent.

"He's only joking!" Merlin said, turning to Bridget before quickly turning back to the British boy, who's name was apparently Hook. "You don't need to be so rude, Hook. You'd better be nice to her otherwise I'll have to teach you a lesson."

"Good luck, 'cause school's taught me nowt." Hook said, laughing slightly towards the end.

"Goodbye Bridget and good luck with him, he's a naughty ol' kid he is." Merlin said, with a straight face before laughing his head off as he walked off.

"I never got to introduce myself to you, I'm Bridget." The overly excited girl said, holding her hand out for Hook to shake it but he didn't. He just stared at her hand until she felt so embarrassed that she just took it away and out of his sight.

"Bridget, now is it? Well, listen very closely 'cause I'm not gonna repeat myself." Hook said, whispering close, leaning in so that his mouth was levelled with her ear, which was covered by her luscious locks of pink curls.

"Uh, I-" She stuttered as he came close to her. She dared not to move as she was scared she would start squealing or something like that. Her cheeks were flushing a bright red.

"Stay out of my way and we'll have no problems. Got it, prissy pink princess? Fucking hell, that's quite a tongue twister, eh? But it does have a nice ring to it, though." Hook said, smirking as he ran his golden hook through her hair.

"Mhm, got it." Bridget said, smiling and nodding her head frantically as she watched him walk out the door.

"Don't touch any of my stuff until I get back, you got it?" Hook said, popping his head through the door once again.

"Oh okay, but could you quickly show me where my bed is? You know, so I can make sure that you have your own space!" Bridget said, giggling towards the end as she held her box of belongings.

"Oh shit, I don't think you got one!" Hook said, laughing maniacally. "Here, little Morgie over here will help you, I've got places to be."

"More like asses to lick." A blonde haired boy said, walking in as he rolled his eyes. 

"Oh fuck you, Morgie. See ya later, princess." Hook said, before walking off.

"Hey, I'm Morgie." He said, introducing himself as he held his hand out. 

Bridget thought this was strange as he seemed to be friends with Hook so why was he so nice?

"Hi, I'm Bridget! I love your outfit, by the way. Very edgy!" Bridget said, getting closer to point out his tie around his neck, flattening it out and fixing it for him.

"Thanks, nobody's ever said that to me before." Morgie said, smiling before realising that he was smiling so he let it drop. He was finding it hard to stop smiling because being around Bridget makes anyone and everyone so happy. There was a moment of Bridget and Morgie just staring at each other in silence. Bridget decided to speak up after it was starting to get awkward and weird.

"So, what's his deal?" Bridget said, sitting down on one of the chairs at the table in the dorm room.

"Oh, Hook? He's just upset that he has to share with someone. But it isn't your fault, don't feel bad!" Morgie said, trying to convince her it wasn't her as he could physically see her feeling uneasy with herself. She tends to feel bad even when it's not her fault. She was way too nice for her own good.

"Oh, alright then." Bridget said, as he grabbed her chin up.

"So, uh, let me help you with your stuff. Here, give me the box, I'll hold it for you." 

"Thank you." Bridget said, smiling at him as she watched him take it off of her hands.

He noticed her looking at him so he smiled back at her. Maybe being at this school wasn't going to be bad. Maybe being the new kid wasn't going to be so bad. Maybe there was actual nice people just like her. She just had to find them. Maybe she was going to make new friends, maybe this guy that she is talking right now. He seemed nice and he was cute. But Bridget couldn't stop thinking about Hook, he had her full attention when he was in the room before. And the fact that he called her 'princess'? Nobody had ever called her that, well not in that way... maybe he was all she cared about right now.