-SINS POV-

I take a deep breath and lean against my best mate's car, taking a drag from my cigarette. I don't smoke, not normally, only on occasion, because I prefer alcohol far more than smoke or any drugs or the usual shit people my age do.

College. I laugh deeply to himself. I didn't think I's get into college, not after the stunt I pulled in year eleven.

I'm not dumb, I'm a smart guy and all, but the past year or so I haven't been the best behaved. I've given up hope, you see.

My younger self was always longing for more, longing to be important and to matter ever so much to someone. But when you spend years waiting for something, you eventually give up.

At least that's what I like people to think.

"Sin," my mate Jagger says, "Can you get your shit out my car so we can go find the dorms?"

I put out my cigarette, honestly it made me feel kinda sick, hence why I stick to beer and grab my rucksack. I don't have much, kinda hard getting clothes and objects and shit when you grew up in a care home.

"I can't believe your social worker got you put in a unisex dorm. Your so fucking lucky, I bet the girl you share a room with will be really nice." Jagger comments.

I raise an eyebrow. "If your planning on fucking my roommate, think again. You know what girls are like, they want relationships, and I will not sit here and hear her whine on about you. Oh, Jagger. Oh, Sin, why doesn't he love me?" I mimic.

Jagger chuckles and punches his mate playfully in his arm.

Jagger and I have been friends for only two years. Jagger was an awful influence on me, before we met I was an angel as such, but Jagger taught me his ways: sleep, drink, fuck, sleep, drink, fuck.

"Anyways, I'll barely talk to the girl. Probs get a curtain up or something, I don't know." I shrug, not really bothered.

I am bothered though. I was really hoping his social worker would arrange it so him and Jagger were sharing a dorm.

But if not, I guess I'll be making a new friend. After all, isn't that what college is all about?

You see, Greenwood College is a special college. It costs money to go here- either you've had a fucked up life, got a scholarship, or your rich as fuck.

Greenwood College is all about having a diverse but proper community. They believe taking in those in pain and the unloved, mixing them with the smart and the rich, will make their school get top stars and top grades.

Crazy logic. But honestly, sometimes it works.

The college isn't a normal college, because you have to stay there. Not all the time, in half terms and that you don't have to stay there. But it is optional to.

"Fuck sake, how big is this place?" I say with a laugh.

Jagger nods in agreement. "Fucking huge, isn't it?"

We both nod and laugh, despite there being nothing.

A fake-blonde girl with blue eyes comes over to them. "Hello boys, you look lost, everything okay?"

Her smile is genuine and polite, and she doesn't seem like a dickhead or anything, but I ain't here to make friends, well not today. I'm tired, I just wanna get to my room.

"Nah, we good." I mutter.

Jagger elbows me. Dickhead. "Yeah, actually babe, we are lost. Care to give us a tour, eh?"

"Your friend doesn't seem too convinced. But I'd love to. I'm Paige, by the way." She hugs Jagger as a hello.

'Your friend doesn't seem too convinced' who does she think she is? I hardly know her and I'm so tired.

Jagger smiles at her. "Paige. That's a beautiful name."

Paige beams at him, and starts leading him and Sin here there and everywhere.

I open my phone, a guy at my old care-home gave it to me, and scroll through twitter. I respond to a girl, @yourlocalpussy who constantly sends meme to me. I don't know who it is, but the memes are actually pretty decent, so I don't care.

"So, boys, what room are you both in?" Paige asks, while in the middle of touring the dining hall.

Jagger grins. "167. My boy Sin is in the unisex dorms, 163."

Paige giggles. "You know 167 is unisex too?"

I raise an eyebrow. "Won't he be pleased about that."

"So Paige, Jagger has clearly taking a liking to you. What dorm you in?" I ask, not because I care, but because I know Jagger wants to ask, he just doesn't wanna piss me off.

Paige laughs. "So you do talk! I'll be dammed. My mums a teacher here, so I live in the teacher dorms with her. She teaches english, Miss Hammett. If either of you are taking english, tell her you know me and she'll be extra sweet on ya."

Jagger nods. In my head, so do I. It's always good to have a teacher on your side.

Paige leads them to the hallway of their dorms. "Here are your rooms."

Jagger lets Paige into his room with him.

I say bye then go to my room. I use the key that was sent in the post a week beforehand.

I wonder if my roommate is already in there. I hope not, but who knows.

The dorm is a medium sized room, not too small but not big in the slightest. It has one window facing the sports facilities of this large institution. There is a bed with a bedside table containing three draws underneath the window. There is a small.. well. It's meant to be a bathroom but its the size of a cupboard, containing a toilet and sink. The showers are communal, located down the corridor. I spot a wardrobe in the middle of the room. All the furniture is painted white; a bland and boring colour.

On the opposite side of the room, away from the window is a bed the same size as the one next to the window, also paired with a bedside table the same as the other side. However; these aren't empty like the side of the window. The bed is littered with clothes, they are scattered all over it. Underneath these clothes, is a gothic duvet cover set- black with skulls and red roses on. The pillow have red silk pillowcases on.

I inhale,thinking to myself, please say I wasn't put in a room with a stuck up twat.

It's clear my roommate has came, dumped her stuff, and left. And when I says dumped, I mean dumped.

Not only are her clothes scattered all over the bed, she has a guitar placed beside it. On the floor are a shit ton of music books etc, and a few notepads. I notice one has a lock on, and bare this in mind in case I need it for future.

I sit on my bed and sighs.

College.

I never expected to be here, now I am, I feel kinda lost, like a bunny rabbit at the beach.

It'll be fine. I'm a strong, sexy, relatively smart guy.

I'll go far in life.

Well, at least I hope.