My dreamy roomate

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Alex's POV

I looked down at the scholarship in my hands. My mother would be so proud. I put it back into the folder and placed it into my satchel with more care than handling a diamond. I looked out the bus window as tue college came to view and my stomach tied to knots. "Here goes..." I whispered to myself and hit my forhead on the seat infront of me as the bus jolted to a stop. I wince as some of my hair falls from the ponytail it was held in. "Dammit." I growl as some of the people around my get up. I tap my fingers impatiently. Finally, being as short as I am, I squeeze through some of the people. I shuffled through them and my jaw dropped slightly, my breath caught. This was a paradise that not even kids Would bother dreaming of im the Caribbean. I bit my lip indecisively as I step closer to my future. My eyes widened at the size of the building and I gripped my satchel close to me. People of all appearances rushed by me, almost making me topple over. I take a deep breath and walk into the office, biting my lip to contain my excitement.
"Name?" A girl says automatically, considering she's probably done this a million times before. "Alexander Hamilton." I say rather clamly, surprising myself. My feelings were all mushed up and I didn't know what I was feeling anymore. I smile as she rolled her eyes and typed in something too fast for me to read on the moniter. She slipped some keys on the counter, not bothering to say another word which was fine with me. The less interaction the better. I had come here rather late, but none the less music played in my dorm, well our dorm whoever else was in there.  I crack the door open slightly and smile as a man dances around the room to a familiar band, Nirvana. I lean agains the door almost amused that he hasn't noticed me yet. He was
...amazing. He was tall and fit, holy shit he was fit. His curly hair was tight in a pony tail and his dimpled smile, denting into his freckle splattered face made my stomach knot and my heart hammer.
"Um..hello?" I murmur slightly as his eyes, his gorgoues green eyes lock with mine for a split second before he tumbles backwards. I gasp as I look over at him with laughter rumbling within me. "Sorry," I manage to gasp out and he chuckled along with me. "I'm Alex." I smile as my hands begin to clam up around his and I help him up. He rubbed his neck as I look up at him. He smiled and laughed again, coursing through his body. "I'm John, John Laurens." He grinned as he brought his hand out for me. I shook it lightly as I slinged my satchel on my bed. I smiled back at him as he turned the music down. "It's pretty late..." He whispered and I raised a brow. "My thoughts exactly...so why are you awake?" I noticed his arm tense and his jaw set strictly, but he turned to me and smiled. "Guess I was too excited to sleep?" He chuckled, but it wasn't as light as before. I nodded, though he probanly knew I didn't buy it. "Your first day too?" I asked as I put my luggage to the side. He smiled and nodded, "Yeah actually. What are you majoring in?" I hummed and undid my pony tail only to re do it better. "Law and Politics." I hum slightly and I heard his bed creak under his weight. "Hm, we might share some classes." He muttered, clearly unamused. I turned to face him, sitting in my own twin bed. "You are too?" I asked almost shocked. He shrugged and smiled lightly.
"Yeah"
I bunched my lips to the side and sighed.
"Well, though I'd love to tlak to you more...we have our tour tommrow. It's best we get some sleep." I heard him whisper and I wanted to refuse, to stall him into talking to me.  I just met him, but who was I to say my roomate wasn't a total dreamboat.
My lips part, but I don't bother to say anything. I just quietly sit on my bed as he buried himself in his already ruffled covers. I just sat there for a second and sighed digging into my own covers, staring at the pale wall.
I don't sleep

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A/N
Is first person working for this or should I change it to third? I don't know. Anyway, what are their plans tommorow?

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