The Art of Fitting In

Chapter Five: The Dormatory

Samson opened the door to the boys hall and he followed the corridor down until he came across his room, room 54. He opened the door and saw two beds with posts the reached almost to the ceiling. From the posts there were long yellow curtains. Bronze lanterns were hanging from the walls and gave off a soft light that was just enough to see clearly but not enough to be harsh. His trunk was at the foot of one bed. Raider's cage was sitting on top. When Raider saw his owner he gave out an affectionate hoot.
There was another boy in the room who was standing on top of a trunk using putty to hang posters of musicians that Samson had never heard of. He turned around when he heard the hoot. He had black hair that covered a lot of his face. Behind his hair were bright blue eyes.

"Yo. The names Dylan. What's up."

"Oh u-uh nothing much I g-guess."

"Cool." He turned around and went back to his posters. Samson went over to Raiders cage and let him out. The bird flew up and landed on Samson's shoulder where he would stay for a good portion of the night. Samson opened his trunk and began to unpack. He moved his clothes into the wardrobe next to his bed. Next he unpacked his favorite wolf stuffed animal and placed it on his bed. When Samson finished unpacking he went into the dorms bathroom and got ready for bed. He put Raider back into his cage and latched it tight before getting into bed.
A few moments later it was time for lights out. The lanterns that lined the walls slowly dimmed down before going out completely. Samson curled up around his wolf and closed his eyes. It took many hours but he eventually fell into a deep sleep.