Darlings (Dane Dehaan)

Chapter one - Concussion

It was friday, i was tired, Willam and Peter had been keeping me up for two nights straight with their liquor shoved down my throat every hour. Somehow in all The mess i managed to stand straight in the middle of the grand hall of the university.

It was heavily crowded, the halls were living vivid with life of teenagers. As i was turning to head over to my classroom, she was standing there. I stood there looking at her, i felt my mouth go dry.

She stood there, looking annoying. But somehow i ended up Making me way over to her.

"Who are you" she Asked, her voice was soft, so incredibly soft. "Im John Lass" i answered, both of our smiles still intact

I stood there looking at her as what it seemed, that our surroundings of noisy teenagers had dissapeared.

"what classes do you have?" I Asked her, she Didnt respond as she just handed me a paper.

"We have every class together except for two" i cheekily smiled at her as she looked directly at me "I Dont have chemestry or physics as im more of a language person" i said as she let out a small laugh.

"as i informed you of my name you should now give me yours" i added on after The silence encountered. She looked a little out of it for a second as she quickly got back in "Im Roselyn and im more of a language person too" she answered me.

She smiled at me as i started walking as she simply stood there left behind "You are supposed to follow me so i can show you your classes" i sighed and she hurriedly walked after me.

"Its good to at least know someone" she said "or Get to know someone im not good with new people" she said as i looked to her standing next to me "Dont be, ill show you" i said as i looked down at her. Her cheeks had now a light rosy color embracing them "Like a friend" she Asked "no like a guardian" i said as i laughed. She looked at me and laughed with me as she rolled her eyes.

We walked into literature as i made sure to place her next to me.

Mr Emherhold looks over The classroom as he enters it. his gaze then meets Roselyns "We have a new student Dont we" he Says as Roselyn looks down. He makes The way Over to our desk as he looks at me and back at her "You must be ms Burton, and im sure The lovely mr Lass will take care of you showing you around" he said looking at me "I already planned on doing so sir" i said and gave him a cheeky smile as he gave out an annoying sigh

Win, i thought.

He started his lecture talking about dead poets. As he brought up Allen Ginsberg And his poem to Lucien, Howl she caught her attention to The Lesson.

"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,

dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix-"

Roselyn tapped me on The shoulder "I think It got more poetic as i have The need to believe Lucien loved Allen"

I looked at her, halfly suprised she new The story behind it. I gave her a smile and she gladly returned it before i hinted her to come close to my ear "i wish Lucien Didnt Ask him to change The name, it lost The intimacy" Roselyn nodded as a response.

"do you have anything you would like to share? Thoughts on howl?" The teacher said looking over at us.

Roselyn sighed before opening her

Mouth "When Lucien Asked for him to remove his name The intimacy got lost in howl, before it was to his dear Lucien and now it is for someone that supposedly is not him" she said with a hint of excitement in her voice.