You're okay...
The boy thought to himself as he walked to his college's dorms. The college was great and all, but very cheap so they just cramped the girls and boys into the same dorm buildings but he couldn't care less. As if any girl would talk to him.
The boy took in a deep breath and swung open the door of his new room in the college dorm. He look around and thought to himself.
Not bad actually...
He rolled his suitcase into the small room and shut the door behind him. He gave one last glance at the room and then came to his senses and cracked a smile while opening the window of his room as wide as it could and began unpacking as well as decorating his room. He set his deep blue colored guitar that matched his eyes in the corner of the room along with his amp and sound pedal. He covered his bed with raven black sheets and covers that seemed to match the tone of his messy straight hair, and one grey pillow that. He hung posters of classic rock bands such as AC/DC. And put a fan on the nightstand next to his bed. He opened his door and backed up in the hall to get a good look at his dorm and thought to himself.
Nice!
He heard a door open and look to the left to see a girl with black hair that had red peaces in it. She wore a black tank top and a leather vest along with red jeans and black leather boots...she looked integrating...He watched her as she lazily shut her door behind her pulling out her phone behind her back pocket and then after a slight moment she shoved it back in her pocket and then looked up to see him. He awkwardly stared back at her as she just raised an eyebrow at her. After a slight moment of them having a rather awkward staring contest, it was intruded when the boy felt a hand touch his shoulder. He quickly turned around to see his friend smiling back at him. His friend was much taller then him, about 6'5 and the boy was 5'9...his friend was tan and had dark hair and dark eyes, while the boy had fair skin and blonde hair with blue eyes. The one reason the two get along is because they both are up for wild adventures and anything to get us into trouble.
"Trevus! The hell man you scared me!"The boy said and punched his shoulder while walking into his dorm with his friend trailing behind him.
"Sorry man, anyways who was that girl back there? She is crazy hot!"Trevus his friend spoke up and they both heard a laugh from the hall and they both instantly went silent.
"I guess she heard us..."The boy spoke then they both started laughing. "Man..can you believe we start college classes tomorrow?"Trevus asked and the boy nodded "Yes.. I can believe that. The one bad part is that reality sucks and isn't any good."
"You can say that again."They heard someone speak from the door and they turned to see the girl leaning against the frame smiling wildly. "The name is Kayla, don't forget it" The girl spoke and shot a wink and then smiled more. "And you all are?"She asked and the boy spoke up.
"This is Trevus...I'm Ashen but just call me Ash."The boy said and Kayla nodded. "Nice to meet you Ash and Trevus! So anyways- WOAH! Is that a guitar?!"Kayla said and rushed over to Ash's guitar and Ash nodded "Yup!" He spoke proudly and Kayla smiled "Nice! I used to play but forgot how"Kayla said and Ash nodded. "I could teach you how sometime"Trevus spoke shooting a wink and her and she just laughed rolling her eyes. "Nice try but i'm good. Anyways i got a friend to talk to so i gotta run! See you boys later!" She said and ran off down the hall and Trevus just watched her then turned to Ash and smirked. "She is hot."Trevus said and Ash just rolled his eyes "You are sick."Ash said laying down on his bed and sighed tired. "Oh don't tell me you are tired! We still have stuff to do!!"Trevus spoke and Ash sighed "Like what?" "Like pranking every other person in this dorm.."Trevus said with a sly smirk plastered on his face and Ash shot up with the same smirk on his face.
This is going to be fun...
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This Time I'm Ready To Run
Teen FictionEnter a wonderful world where a boy rebels against his own reality. With a little challenge and faith he laughs, cries, lives and dies. With the help of others maybe they can all rebel against what their own eyes see. Message to the readers: I do s...