College experience

Chapter 2

2 updates in one day?! What has the world come too! I'm a really lazy person so this is weird. And it's like 5:30 am right now so yeah. Enjoy the chapter.

              'I smell like wet dog.' I thought as I woke up.
             'That's because you are a dog,' Emmitt piped in.
              'I don't remember asking for your opinion. And BTW, your the damn dog.' I shot back. He didn't answer, seaming to go back to sleep.
               Lucky bastard.
               "Briar Friday, get your ass ready for school. Zarriah will be here to take you to college soon!" I flinched as my mom yelled up the stairs.
                 Grumbling, I threw on some jeans, a black shirt with a howling wolf on it, and some black converse. Just a normal day.
                  Reaching the bottom of the stairs and passing my packed college bags, I walked to the dinning room, smelling eggs and bacon. Entering and sitting at the table, I watched as my mom swayed her way across the kitchen floor. Yes swayed across the floor. It's proper grammar people. Learn the English language.
                   Drooling slightly, I dug in when she placed the food in front of my face. It was delicious and cooked to perfection.
                   'Maybe I could use a haircut. Something that only I would have. Uta would work. But so would Levi's. what to chose what to chose..' were the thoughts running through my head while I ate. You know your an anime addict when you want an anime hair cut, that's for sure.
Oblivious to my inner discussions, my mother kept babbling about random stuff that has been going on and about how Brody still won't find a mate. I mean neither will I, but my brother isn't gay. On the other hand, I'm gay. So I get harassed by my father because he's all anti-homo. It sucks, and not in a good way.
I hear a car honk, and quickly put away my plate and grab my bags. After hugs and kisses, I throw my shit into the back of Zar's car and quickly hop in the back. Dawson is up front, laughing at something Zar had said.
"Sup man!" He shouts at the top of his lungs, almost making my ears bleed. I flip him off and he chuckles. Hahhahahaha funny. We'll see what's funny when I paint your entire face with bright neon paint before a play.
Dawson is going into theatre and acting, so you can imagine the number of plays I have to attend. Zar, shirt for Zarriah, is a modern Lit major, and is going to be an author. That makes me her beta reader for her classes. Me, well, I'm an art major, and I'm going into CGI and digital artwork. Maybe animating to. I've always liked anime.
                We stop by to pick up Abram, a quiet at first but won't shut up albino werewolf that is a year younger than me, him being 19 years old. He might be the only straight person in our group of friends, even if there is only me, Zar, Dawson, Abram, Matt, and Ryann. O wait, never mind. Ryann and Matt are mated.

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                  Well shit. My room smells like decaying corpse. Just fucking great.
                   Coming back from exploring campus with Matt, the smell hits me like a brick wall. And it's not pleasant.
                    The sound of singing leads me to the kitchen. Heathens from that new DC movie I think. Stopping in the doorway, I got an eyeful of a shirtless god. Badass wing tattoos cover his back and shoulders, and his muscle ripple and flex as he make a sandwich. Beautiful shoulder length black raven hair sways as he walks. Beautiful silver tips that hang between his shoulder blades. Is it just me, or did I just use the word beautiful very extensively?
                     He stops suddenly, turning around slowly. I have to fight the urge to gasp. Such beautifully breathtaking golden eyes. It must be a crime to have gems like those out in the world. Okay, that was cheesy.
"My name is Briar, and I'm your new roommate." I said after sighing and shaking my head to clear my haze.
I held out my hand, which he took and we shook hands for the first time. I felt a brief spark, but pushed it aside.
"My name is Andrew," He replied. "And it's great to meet you."