Hoshi and I make our way to my dorm room. Hoshi was jumping in front of me.
"Wait, why are they allowing you into my dorm? Isn't this the girls side?" I ask as he stops in front of my room number.
143.
"Did you know that 143 means 'I love you'? Get it cause I is one letter, love is four letters, and you is three!" Hoshi exclaims as he snatches the room keys from my hands and opens the room.
"Interesting what goes on in your mind Hoshi. Very interesting things." I say following him behind. My roommate is named Yuri. Or at least that's what the mini white bored says on our door.
"Okay! Just tell me where you want things and consider it done!" The over excited boy says as he starts to open my box full of clothes.
"You really have that whole butler thing on lock huh-"
Oh no please don't go deeper-
"Hoshi put that down!" I yell as I quickly close the box filled with my underclothes. Looking over to the boy, his face is flushed and his hands are up.
"I-I'll go put your books on the shelf.."
"Yeah good idea."
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Me and Hoshi finish up with most of my room. It took us about 3 hours. But we took mental breaks by playing uno.
"I wonder where my roommate is..." I ponder but before I can question anymore, the door opens.
We both turn around to see a girl around my age, long black hair and big eyes. She's gorgeous.
"(Y/n)?" She asks me as she walks over to give me a handshake. I smile and accept the gesture.
"That's me. This is Hoshi." I point over to the black haired boy sitting on my bed. He waves smiling.
"Well I'll leave you to unpack with your family. Hoshi and I will leave." I say dragging Hoshi by his arm out of the room, smiling to her parents.
"She is pretty!" He exclaims as we start to walk side by side. I decide to let him lead because I have no idea where anything is yet.
"Yeah. Anyway, can you show me around?" I ask him as he nods.
Hoshi takes me to the lunch room first, he shows me where he sits and invites me to sit with him and his friends at lunch.
"My friend Jun is over there now actually, let's go say hi!" We walk over to the brown haired boy sitting looking deeply at his phone, waiting for something.
"Hey Jun. What are you looking at?" Hoshi asks as he slide in the seat next to the taller boy. I take the seat across from them.
"Waiting to see... if... I got..3rd period... dance class." Jun says slowly as he stares.
"Dance class?" I ask him curious, leaning my elbow on the table. He looks up from his phone and nods.
"This year the school decided to do things a little differently. They have classes B building kids can take for extra credit. A building kids teach the classes. For the A building, they can take classes from the B building kids." Jun
starts as he takes a sip from his cup.
"Freshman don't teach considering its their first year. They help set things up. Sophomores and up will teach a few classes. But, you have to sign up. I signed up to take a B building class for dance." He finishes explaining nodding to himself.
"Oh yeah! I totally forgot about that.. I think i signed up to teach a psychologist class." Hoshi joins in tapping his chin.
"I want to sign up for the dance class actually..."
Jun immediately looks up to me and smiles. He looks over to Hoshi who is also smiling.
"Let's sign you up then." They both say giving me weird looks.
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The two dragged me to a sign up sheet. Near the sign up sheet is a form I needed to fill out. After filling it out, with the other two staring at me with anticipation. I put the slip in the box and smile to them.
"That's all?" I ask smiling awkwardly to them both.
"Yup. They will send you an email with what class you are in. I want 3rd period. I hear the teachers in that class will be top class." Jun explains as he opens his phone one more time.
I turn my attention to somewhere else. I swear I saw a flash of familiar blonde hair. I shake it off and look back at the other two, who are now walking the opposite way.
"Hey! Wait up!"
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once again ➳ book 2 of r&j
Romancebook 2 of romeo & juliet. let's meet... once again. TW! self harm, eating disorders , drugs , swearing
