The Grey in Between

Nick

They wouldn't let my parents come up to the dorm. So instead, I said goodbye to my mom, who was crying, and my dad, who looked slightly relieved. A knot in my stomach, I pick up my bags and head upstairs, a senior helping me carry the rest.

"You realize we wear uniforms and share dorms with three other guys, right?" The senior, either Brad or Chad or something along those lines says.

"Um, yea, my mom is really over protective," I ramble, not making eye contact with him.

"Ahh, my mom was like that too," he agrees.

We have walked up three flights of steps and half way through a corridor before he turns, drops my bags, fishes for something in his pant pocket, pulls out a key and hands it to me.

"Here you go," he says before marching off. I turn to look at my new dorm. Bronze numbers and letter mark this dorm as 30B, my new room. I drop one of my bags and unlock the door.

Inside are two bunks, the bottom of one and a complete bunk are already occupied, leaving me with the top left bunk. I notice how one of the bunks has a pride flag. I smile at knowing I'm not alone here. I start to unpack and set up when I notice a boy sleeping in the bunk under me. A really hot boy.

He's tall, you can see that even though he's laying down, and thin but muscular. You can see it under his shirt. His hot pink hair is shaped in a faux hawk. His jaw line is super defined. Looking like it could cut someone. His face has the smallest dash of freckles. I want him, his lips, his everything. He must of fallen asleep suddenly, because his guitar is still in hand.

I stop inspecting and try to move on more quietly. I can't stop thinking about the man next to me as I finish unpacking. I move onto making my bed, I'm trying to figure out the fitted sheet while being on the top when I lose my balance, and fall, off the bunk.

I land with a bang, and a shooting pain in my wrist. Instantly waking and startling the pink haired guy.