Dean-
"Ok. I got this. Piece of cake." I stated to myself as I parked my impala, she's a babe. Got her from my dad. I stepped out and popped the trunk grabbing my bags. I looked at the sheet i was holding in my right hand and heading to my new 'room' i suppose. Or dorm, I'm really not sure what to call it.
I ended up asking for directions because i swear to god this place has its loopholes. Entering my dorm room, I saw i made it there before my roommate. Gladly. I picked the left bed and immediately threw my bags on it. Wearing a black shirt, leather jacket, and skinny jeans with boots.
i don't really feel like un-packing right now. So i just left the dorm and walked around the halls watching people come in and out , I spotted a lovely looking gal carrying giant boxes. I offered to help and she thanked me.
"No problem. Im Dean." I said to the black haired girl with green eyes.
"Katie. Oh this is my room." She said with a smile pointing to the room ahead. I nodded and helped settle her in for a moment then went back to wondering around the amazingly big place.
I ended up in the auditorium. Once again, very big, but also beautiful stage. I was majoring in acting and singing. but my back up plan is an engineer.
I saw in one of the front row seats a guy just sitting there staring at the stage. Me being the nice guy i am , decided to go talk to him.
I sat in the seat next to him.
"Hey." i said.
no response.
"I'm dean. . . and you are?" I tried.
"A grade older then you." He stated looking at me funny, like i was stupid. I put my hands up in defense.
"Hey sorry for tryin to make small talk." thats when i noticed his appearance, a button up white shirt with a loose dark blue tie and a waist high beige trench-coat with black suit pants and a black belt with black boots. How different but it fit him. He's probably the only person who could even pull that bedhead trench-coat look off.
"What do you want Dean?" he asked clearly annoyed. i stood up and jumped on the stage, pretending to play the guitar. I could tell he was holding back a smile.
"Hangin. Looking around. So what was your name again?" I asked. He just stood up and walked off. I laughed and yelled after him "Fine. See yah around trench coat boy." And i could hear his chuckle as he left the auditorium, shaking his head.
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ik ik it sucks but for now heres a little of how its gonna be! im excited to write this:) have a nice day
