Thomas Pov
         To be honest I've never really liked Princeton like some of the kids that go here. Some of them planned on going to Princeton when they were like 12. Ya know what I was doin when I was 12? Staying out after dark and trying to get into a bar somehow with my friends. We never did, but eh. I got the same dorm as last year but I was gonna have a different roommate. Last year I was with Aaron Burr but he decided me he hated me real early on and switched dorms. Whatever. I know I can be... me at times. Anyways James was over before he did anything because we are best friends. "Well, I'll be headin' out. See ya Thomas." I opened the door for him "See ya." I called out. But as I did I heard a yelp and loud thump. I looked ahead of me where John Lauren's and his little crew where staring at me with their jaws dropped. "What?" I said. Lauren's just pointed. I looked behind the door and there was a kid grabbing his head on the floor. "Opps." I said and closed the door. 

Alexander Pov
        Do you ever have that feeling like you can't get anywhere without tripping, falling or getting hit by doors.  Well that's how I felt when I was sitting down in my bag holding my head. "I'll go get some ice!" John said running off. "No... it's fine" I said trailing off. He already left. Then I looked down at my paper. Dorm 322. I looked up at the door that hit me. No. There was no way I was spending a whole year with a kid who hit me it the face with a door and only thought to say "opps." "Noooo...." I mumbled. Lafayette looked genuinely concerned for my health. "What's wrong?" He asked. Hmmm... lemme think I just got hit by a door. Could that possibly be it? But I didn't say that because I couldn't lose friends already. "I think I'm roommates with that guy." Hercules snorted and mumbled "Good luck." What? Why good luck? Is this guy a murderer? Or is he just an ass? God I really hope he's not an ass. I don't deal well with stupid people.