If there are any typos I'm sorry. I'm half asleep.
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When Luke got back to his Dorm room two hours later there was boy in his room. He had brown hair with a bit of dirty blonde and it was a bit shaggy. The boy was tall and big built and Luke almost gawked at how handsome the brown eyed boy was.
"Oh hey, you must be Luke, right?" He asked and Luke swallowed, taking his hand and shaking it.
"I am he. Ashton I presume?" Luke asked.
Ashton nodded and smiled. "Wow, nice vocabulary buddy!"
The broke Luke out into a smile. "Y-yeah, my mum likes proper manners."
"That's cool. Sorry I was late getting here! Traffic was horrible!"
"You're good. I hope you didn't mind me taking this bed?" Luke asked.
Ashton shrugged. "It's whatever man." He went back to unpacking what looked to be his last box.
Luke looked at the time. 8:00pm sharp. He looked at his Cello. Tomorrow he would be having a solo practice with one of the teachers and Luke didn't know how he felt about that. He loved playing, but playing one on one was difficult for him, especially if they knew he was judging him. Him playing in a crowd just seemed easier even though with most people it was the complete opposite. Would Ashton mind if Luke played?
"So what are you majoring in?" Ashton asked, pulling Luke out of his thoughts.
"Double majoring in Music Preformance and minoring in Conducting." Luke explained. "What about you?"
"Same execpt I'm minoring in Music Education, not Conducting." Ashton said and Luke nodded.
"So do you have an instrument?" Luke asked.
Ashton nodded. "Yeah, vocal and drums. You?"
"Vocal and cello!" Luke smiled. "You wouldn't mind if I practiced a bit in here would you?"
Ashton shrugged, "I'm about to head out so-"
There conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door and Ashton cursed under his breath, looking in the mirror and fixing his hair and throwing the boxes in the closet. He smiled into the mirror, looking at himself once over.
Ashton had on a white Green Day shirt with a red and black flannel, black skinny jeans, and black converses. He went over and opened the door to reveal a boy.
The boy was tall, but he didn't reach Luke's height. He was tan with raven black hair and big, brown Bambi eyes. He was handsome in Luke's opinion.
Luke was openly gay. He came out at the age of fourteen when all of his friends were getting girlfriends and he just didn't feel anything for a girl. He'd kissed them, but he never felt anything. One day him and an old school buddy was joking around and Luke slipped, kissing the boy and it felt different. He didn't have a crush on him, but he liked it. A lot more than he liked girls. A month later, he came out. He didn't get bullied really. People whispered behind his back and some of his friends stopped being his friends, but his family loved him unconditionally and that was all that mattered to Luke.
"Hey Calum!" Ashton said happily. "Come on in, I'm gonna brush my teeth and we can get going, yeah?"
The boy- whom Luke now knew as Calum- nodded and came in, sitting on Ashton's bed. He looked at Luke and smiled, waving a little.
"I'm Luke," Luke said and held out his hand. Calum took it willingly.
"Calum." He broke into a smile.
Ashton came out of the bathroom smiling. "Calum's my buddy from back home, we came here together."
Luke nodded. "That's cool. So you're going out tonight?"
Calum nodded. "Probably going to a party. You wanna come?"
Luke held back a grimace. He wasn't the party type. He politely shook his head. "I'm just gonna stay in. Im pretty tierd." He wasn't lying. Today had worn him out. He'd met three new people, told his mum goodbye, and unpacked just about everything.
"That's cool, don't wait up okay?" Ashton asked and Luke nodded as they left.
Luke changed into something comfortable (aka pajamas) and grabbed his Cello. He smiled, now this was not new. This was like coming home. He bit his bottoms lip, grabbing his bow and positioned the Cello to where he knew that he and the cello would be comfortable. Everyone treated their instruments back home as just that, instruments, but Luke treated his like a person. Loved his like a person. He positioned the bow on the strings and then drug it across each string making sure it was tuned correctly. He then positioned his left arm up onto the top of the cello and put his arm with the bow, onto the bottoms of the strings and he let go all of today's stress by playing it out on music. The only way he knew how. At first he started with a simple song then built it into the one he was playing tomorrow for his teacher.
The Cello Song had always been his favorite and was always his go-to so that was the song he was going to play. Once he felt saticified, he put up the instrument and claimed in bed. It was now 10:45 and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out.
*****
Luke watched as people filed into Music History class. He wanted to know if Michael, Ashton, or even Calum was in his class. He was on the look out.
After Michael had bumped into him yesterday, Luke couldn't get the certain bleached lad out of his mind.
Luke saw a patch of bleach blonde and smiled widely. The boy caught his gaze and smiled, sitting behind Luke as Ashton also filed in along with Calum. Ashton sat beside Luke and Calum behind Ashton.
"How are you Luke?" Michael asked and Luke turned around, smiling.
"I-I'm good. How about you?" Like blushed at his stutter.
Ashton giggled and they both looked at him.
"What?" Luke asked and Ashton smirked at Calum who shared the same smirk.
"Nothing," they said in unison and Michael looked at Luke, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't ask me," Luke said as the professor came in and the class quieted down.
"Alright! I'm Mr. Kinley and this is Music History. In this class you'll learn about Mozart, Beethoven, Bach and all about the most famous composers and how they came to be and why they did what they did," the professor explained and Luke felt Michael tap on his shoulder.
Luke leaned back and whispered, "yes?"
"I forgot to give you something yesterday," Michael whispered and Luke furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Luke asked as Michael slipped him a piece of paper.
On the paper was Michael's number, along with the words:
Call me some time ;)
-Mikey
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