Boarding Home Romance

D-Day Moving In

Andreas's POV

"Shit!"

I say, as I bolt up from my bed. I just woke up, and glanced at the red eyed piece of plastic that some people like to call an alarm clock. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to change the time it should go off. It's Monday the 1st of
august, the day I'm moving in at the boarding home. I should have set alarm to 6:00 AM, but I forgot all about that, so instead of getting up at 6:00, I now stand here, at 7:15 AM. I have to show up at my new school in 45 minutes, ready to suck up knowledge. As I walk around the house at a fast pace, trying to find everything I need, and stuff it into my bag, I start to silently rant to myself

"So typical, I can't even remember that little thing for first day at school".

5 minutes later, after having woken up my dear mother, I'm still walking around the house, however, now I am also stuffing my face with breakfast. Finishing it up, I hastily gather the remainings to complete my needs for moving. I go outside and put my things in the trunk of the car that we're borrowing to get around before getting into the passenger seat.

"7:30 AM mom! We need to step it up!"

I yell at my mother as a hint for her to hurry up, since we have half an hour to get to school in time.

'When is she going to wrap it up in there?'

Impatiently waiting for her, and as she finally emerges from the front door, wearing so much perfume that everything behind her slowly dies from suffocation, she calmly says

"Don't rush me, we'll make it, and in good time even".

... Yeah.. No. As it is right now, we have a 25 minute drive ahead of us, and that's not counting traffic. She gets in, and finally, we're on our way. The drive there isn't very eventful, so I won't tell you about that, nor will I go in depth regarding school. We finally arrive, and I'm a nervous wreck, because this is the first day of my 4.5 year long locksmith education. My mother tells me the usual

"Be safe, be nice, have fun, love you",

and I reply with the correct answer to all of it. School was mainly our group getting to know each other, and going out in packs to get a fag (A/N: Fag is another word for a cigarette). At 1:15 PM, I'm off the hook, and on my way home, and around 1:35 - 1-40 PM, I've arrived. The boarding home looks like an apartment building, seeing as all over it, there are windows belonging to the apartments housing all the boarding home residents. 'cozy', is the only word I can think of. I walk up to the front door and find myself locked out. So I ring the bell, and I ring it a lot. Finally, someone comes to open the door, and my jaw instantly drops to the floor. I'll tell you this straight away, I'm gay, and this guy, is smoking hot. Before I could even boot up my gaydar to find out if we were playing on the same team or not, I almost sigh in joy as he has the sexiest voice, EVER.

"Hi, I'm Lucas, and you?"

A/N: Hi guys and girls!. I hope you liked the first chapter. I know it's short, but I'm writing this on my phone, AND it's my second story ever, so don't be too harsh. Also, I'm basically just writing about my stay at my boarding home, except sadly, I don't get to have the romance with blondie. Vote and Comment, I promise that I will do my best to reply to you all whenever I get the time for it. Anyway, next chapter tomorrow, if I have the time!