Alex pov

I arrived at Kings college, nervous as fucking ever. I sucked in a breath of air, and walked through the gate. I clutched my old bag nervously, and made my way toward the office. This place was nice. It had a fountain in the middle of the courtyard, and green grass. I looked around, admiring everything. Stairs leading to dorms, a couple girls hanging out under a tree, and the sky was a light gray, but the weather was smelling of rain coming soon.

Which did not help at all. Since im terrified of rain, and it leads me back to memories i wish could fade away...

I walked up to two front doors, and hesitantly pushed them open. A burst of cold air hit me in the face, as i entered the small building. Inside was a lady at a desk, typing away at a computer. And being the awkward person that i am, i waved at her hoping to capture her attention. She perked up, and have me a forced smile.

"You must be the new student?" Even her voice sounded forced.

"Y-yep." I stutter and she nods, picking up a paper and holding it out to me.

"This is your schedule, and at the top is your dorm number. Have a nice day." Her overtly cheerful voice was cringy, and i smiled at her and took the paper.

"Thank you." I say but she already went back to typing, completely ignoring me.

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I spent about 10 minutes wandering around the campus, looking for my dorm.

And you can bet, the entire time i was thinking about what if i had a roomate? Would they like me? What if they hate me for taking to much? Will i ever make friends here?

Yeah, that's my life. Over thinking just about everything.

I finally reach dorm 1776. The sky became more gray and my anixety was through the roof. I gave a small knock, and took a step back. I heard a thump, then footsteps coming to the door. The knob rattled, then opened reveling the person inside.

He had curly hair, pulled back into a low pony, and freakles scattered across his tanned face.

I was lost for words when he suddenly spoke up.

"Um hello you must be my new roomate?" He asked me. I nodded, and introduced myself.

"Im Alexander Hamilton." I said making sure i was loud enough for him to hear.

"Well come on in then." I clutched my old bag tighter, and walked into the dorm.

I surveyed the room, noticing papers and art supplies.

"Your room is down the hall on the left. Also sorry for the mess man, I'll clean it up while you unpack. Then maybe we can get to know each other?" He gave me a small smile, and for some reason it made my heart melt.

"S-sure."

After some time later, i unpacked what little belongings i had. Which was really only some clothing, a toothbrush, a comb, and a small locket, which contained a picture of my mom. I held it close to my chest, and put it on my bed under my pillow.
I walked out to the so called "living room" and was met with a cleaner version of it.

"All done. Now, since i didn't even tell you my name yet, im John Laurens. Nice to meet ya." He once again gave me that smile. That smile made me just feel happy.

I heard a rumble from outside.

I tensed up and felt my world crumble.

Not now! Now is not the time for a fucking panic attack!

I inhaled, and exhaled. John looked at me with confusion, and i gave a forced smile back.

Then came the rain..

HELP ME!

I closed my eyes and tried to keep myself together.

Ain't no way in hell im going to break down in front of a stranger!

"You good bro?" I heard John say, and i tried to nod back, but ended up clenching my fists together.

"Im f-fine..." I hear myself say, but it sounds so far away...

My vision goes blurry, and i start to see yellow take over my sight.

Cold water and high speed winds

The water drenches me, and the wind makes me shiver, flowing me spineless and pretend back and forth.

I grip onto the remaining wood of our small house, which is just crumbled up memories and dust. I hang on for dear life, as the wind picks up, lifting various objects into the sky. I shut my eyes tight, and try to hang on to this block of wood, which is getting looser by the second.

All i hear is the wind howling in my ears, and the water crashing and splashing, attempting to drown me...

As i hang on for dear life. Not wanting to die that day....

When my eyes open, im suddenly on the couch, and John is...

Hugging me?

"W-what happened... Why am i on the couch and why are you hugging me?" I question, and John lets go of me.

"You were freaking out, and screaming... So i tried to help out, the rain seemed to be causing it, since everytime it rained harder, you freaked out more. Eventually ya let me comfort you, and then i spent the last 20 mins doing so." His face seemed neutral, but conerned at the same time.

"Well thanks..." I say looking down at my feet.

I can't believe i just did that..

InfroNt oF a strangeR-

"Your welcome." He smiled, and i smiled back, quite awkward and relieved somewhat, knowing that someone actually helped me out instead of leaving.