Sanders School for the Performing Arts *on hiatus*

Roommates

Warnings: I don't think that there are any, let me know if there is

After a tearful goodbye from their parents, promising to phone them as soon as they were settled, the twins were walking towards the dorms with Janus and Remy. While the twins wouldn't be sharing a dorm, they were just down just a few dorms down from each other. Roman's dorm was first so he said goodbye and went to meet his roommates.

He entered the pin into the keypad by the main door and kicked open the door, trying to get his four suitcases in.

"Oh jochie, do you need some help?" a boy with blonde curls and big circle glasses asked from the living room, he had a strong accent but Roman couldn't place where it was from.

"Sí por favour"

The boy giggled and hopped over the sofa to grabbed two of Roman's bags and put them by the couch. He turned back to Roman still with a bright smile on his face. The man was wearing a blue polo shirt with brown khakis and a grey jumper tied around his shoulders, upon closer inspection Roman realised that it was a cat hoodie.

"I'm Patton Meijer, I'm...what is the word? Ik ben aan het studeren" Patton paused, a look of concentration glazed over him before he snapped his fingers and his smile returned, "studying. I'm studying fine art, specifically painting and photography. I'm sorry for that, I'm originally from Eindhoven so English isn't my first language, and I'm guessing you're from Spain, or somewhere that speaks Spanish?"

"Yeah, I am. My name is Roman Martínez, it's a pleasure to meet you chico" he took Patton's hand and bowed dramatically before lightly kissing his knuckles, causing a giggle and a blush to dust across the other's cheeks.

Patton opened his mouth to speak when someone came down the stairs. He was wearing a dark blue almost black shirt with a blue tie and black jeans. He pushed his rectangular glasses up his nose before running his hand through his hair, he then straightened his tie – even though it didn't need it – then pressed the buttons on each of his shirt sleeves before speaking.

"Salutations, I see you have already acquainted yourself with Patton, I am Logan Dubois, I take it that you are our third roommate" he spoke with a thick French accent but his English was near flawless

Roman could hardly contain his chuckle at the nerd, "Yep! Roman Martínez, it's nice to meet you"

"Likewise," the nerd tipped his head in an almost bow and walked to the kitchen, tapping the door frame three times before going in, Patton and Roman quickly following behind, joining him sitting at the table.

"Tell me, Roman, what are you studying here? I am aware of Patton's study of art and photography."

Roman felt slightly intimidated by Logan, he wasn't sure if it was his fancy word choices or his tone of voice, probably a mix of both, but needless to say Roman was very intimidated. He suddenly felt insecure about his course, but he buried it and sat up as straight as a gay man can and spoke with fake confidence,

"Theatre, musical mostly"

Logan nodded, "interesting, I myself am studying ballet"

They fell into an uncomfortable silence for a while until Patton spoke up,

"I wonder where our fourth roommate is?"

Patton must be psychic because as soon as he finished his sentence, the front door burst open with a bunch of 'da's and 'de's. The three looked at each other before going to meet the fourth roommate.

Their final roommate was wearing a white shirt with a pink tie and beige cardigan, his glasses falling down his face. His suitcase was covered in various cartoon stickers and quotes. He was panting heavily, after having to sprint to his dorm as his foster siblings, Kai, Elliot, Corbin and Sloane along with their foster parents Larry and Dot, were very reluctant to let him go. Despite him now being 18, Larry and Dot had allowed him to stay with them until he started at the school. It was a very tearful goodbye with many promises to phone and text every day. The makeshift family loved and cared for each other deeply and it was always sad when one of them left, especially when it's everyone's favourite cartoon nerd who, despite his childish nature, could be serious when needed and always knew the right thing to say to make you feel better.