Tiny Dancer ~ Septiplier

❁ Chapter 1 ❁

Jack POV:
College, wow I can't believe I actually made it this far. Well now that I'm here I might as well collect my files and all from the office. As I walked over to the office I saw a few other students walking around getting their bearings, all seem to be nice people. For a multi national college it's very divided, I've just arrived and I can already see the groups. Beside the fountain is the hipsters, then on the track is the jocks. I rolled my eyes, I never got on with the jocks it might be because back in Ireland I was always bullied for my hobby so I tended to keep quiet about it. I'm a dancer and I got a lot of hate because it was seen as a feminine hobby. My ma was the only one who really supported me for it saying I made her so proud when I took to the stage. My train of thought was stopped in its tracks when I heard the lady say "Next!" Queuing me to move forward.
"What's your name sweetie?" The woman in the glasses asked sounding very done with life.
"Sean, Sean McLoughlin"
"Room 210, here's your timetable"
"Tha-" before I could finish I was cut off by her shouting "NEXT!"
Rude, welp better check out my room and hopefully my nice roommate. The room was quite a bit away from the office so it gave me a chance to look around campus before reaching my destination. It was a decent sized college having sports fields and at least three separate buildings for classes. On the way I witnessed more groups including the populars by the front gate and the goth kids behind the front building. The room was up two flights of stairs but I didn't mind because it made up for the exercise session I missed this morning, but what would I rather an intense workout or an early morning coffee and a good look around campus. After the first flight of stairs I saw a few girls walk past, nothing too special until I saw Felix he was a fellow dancer at the company I go to in LA,
"Top of t'morning to ya Felix" I shouted over to him slightly scaring him, his response being,
"Too early for your loudness McLoughlin" then proceeding to tell me that it was good to see me and how college should be good, the usual. After our short chat I made my way up the second flight of stairs to my dorm room. I looked down at my keys to make sure I was going to the right room, dorm room 210. It was at the end of the row of red doors with gold numbers on them, kind of reminding of a hotel. There it is room 210. I opened the door and the smile wiped straight off my face as I saw my worst nightmare, a jock. Ugh, everything about him was just ugh. I sigh and walk through the door, this is going to be one hell of a year. I walked to the side of the room that he decided would be mine, his side was a mess to say the least he had posters everywhere of famous lacrosse and football stars I rolled my eyes and started to unpack my things without introducing myself.
"Hi my names Mark, Mark Fishbach" he smiled and put out his hand "it's nice to meet you" I shook his hands or more like his fingers, his hands were huge but then again I am quite frail in comparison to most boys. "Sean" I replied giving a half smile.
"Not much of a talker are you Sean?" I looked at him  "I prefer to get on with my studies and not be a complete douchebag" I sighed mumbling the last part.
"Well that's okay, I do enough talking to make up for the both of us"
"Goody"
"So Sean what do you like to do for fun?" My face paled, I could hardly tell him I was a dancer that would just leave me an open target for bullying.
"I er- don't really do much outside of school other than read" I lied
"Cool, as you can probably tell from the hoody I play lacrosse"
"Really, I hadn't noticed by the five hundred pictures on your wall" I replied putting my sarcastic face on and looking at him.
"Sarcasm, I can work with that, it's better than nothing I guess" he smiled which made me smile.. Wait no he's a jock he's a stupid, idiotic, cute jock. NO! I refuse to let this goofball be the one to bring down my barrier. I finished unpacking, leaving all my dance shoes and what not in my box in order to hide them from Mark.
*Time skip brought to you by the author*
Registration with the principle, Miss Sherman. I walked into a hall full of chairs with students sitting and chatting on them, I looked around and found Felix and sat beside him. "Who's your roommate Se-"
"Don't wanna talk about it" I replied sharply showing that I was clearly pissed off at my who my roommate was. This made Felix chuckle saying as I rarely ever get angry at anything, I generally keep to myself and am just 'a ball of sunshine' as my dance teacher would call me. Anger wasn't part of who I was until I met Mark Fischbach.

Authors Note:
This is a new story and I hope you like it, I think that the first chapter won't be as good as when the story progresses but ah well. I want to hear what you guys would like to see happen with the story so you can comment if you think I should continue with the story and if so what you'd like to see happen. Cool, imma just go now, okay bye.

- socially awkward bean or mini :)