((congrats!))

Maverick stood up with everyone as they stood up and was confused about whatever "it" was. This wasn't a good thing! "It" could be a billion different things! Now Maverick was trying to figure out what "it" was! He looked at Matthew as he thanked him for helping. "I didn't really help..." Maverick said. "All I did was get a glass of water. "
The scene he just witnessed had him staring blankly at the wall across the room. 'Maybe there's a lot more going on between them than I'd like to know. Oh my god! What if they're like a couple or something! What if I'm a home wrecker?' he worried. 'Wait but if they were together than why would Jordan kiss that short kid on the cheek and confess his undying love for him like he did earlier?' All this thinking gave him a headache. Matthew startled him when he asked how he slept. "Oh." he jumped. "I slept f-fine." he stuttered with a smile as he glanced over to Matthew. 'I like you but I don't know what the fuck is going on.' Maverick switched his gaze to the carpet, shoved his hands in is pockets and started walking over to his door and realized he was going the wrong way he turned back around and smiled at Matthew again. "I uhh... I need some fresh air." he said politely before opening the door to go outside.

((Secretly loves Maverick's character..))

Matthew stared at Maverick, trying to figure out what he was thinking about. His smile fell from his face when he saw Maverick was walking towards his room. Why is he going away from me? He asked himself and was really tempted to ask Maverick, but decided against it. Instead he asked something else. "Eh.. Maverick," He yelled after him. "My shirt and shoes... I left them at your room." He walked towards him. "Can I get them back?"

"They're on my desk." Maverick answered before shutting the door to go on a walk by himself. It seemed as though things were way too complicated in his dorm and he was stuck trying to figure it all out. He'd been staring at his feet the whole time, not really paying attention to where he was going when he saw that he finally looked up and realized he was a few inches away from walking into a bush. He looked around and saw the coffee shop, and figured 'What the heck, they probably have some kind of tea or something there... or maybe I should get coffee..'
He started walking towards the cafe, stopping to look around before he opened the door.

Percival glanced down at a few boxes he left at the end of his bed. I should probably unpack those.. he sighed and opened one box. He opened one box had books and he picked up the books and put them on the top shelf of a bookshelf. The next box had his tea set and he gave a grin when he saw them. He sat them on top of his dresser and placed the tiny tea cups on their own individual saucers.

He opened up the last box and frowned. He sealed it back up and slid it into the bottom of his closet. Waste of time he scowled to himself and looked at his vanity. He had his brush and cologne rack with tons of colognes in size order on them. He sprayed himself with one and desided to go downstairs to the cafe, hoping to get tea.

Percival walked out his dorm and headed downstairs and toward the coffee shop, he noticed a guy walking in and he said "Hey, keep the door open for me would you?"

Jordan took a long, cold shower to calm his nerves. After walking out of the shower, he slid on a pair of boxers, a black skinny jeans and a t-shirt that read "Blow me, I'm shooting anyway." He walked back downstairs after slipping into his nike's, and blinked, surprised to see Maverick was gone. "Matt, where's Mav? Weren't you two supposed to hold hands or anything?"He smiled, wrapping his arms around his friend's neck as he kissed his lips gently. "Vahn either doesn't like me, or he does but just toys with me. I felt so sad I cried. Pathetic, huh?"

((And the hillarity ensues....))

Maverick was so lost in his thoughts that when he opened the door, he didn't even notice that someone was behind him. "Gah!" he exclaimed as he jumped and turned around. The guy in front of him was dressed almost nicer than how Maverick usually dressed, and it made him feel like running home and changing. "You startled me!" he said, kindly holding the door open for the guy. His soft looks were overwhelming, but Maverick couldn't help but feel a hint of unpredictability coming from the blue glint in his eyes.

Matthew went to Maverick's room and took his stuff. He put on his shirt and walked to the living room, seeing Jordan. "I don't know, he went out. Said something about fresh air." He ignored the 'holding hands' part as he kissed Jordan back, shoes still in his hand. "Vahn?" He asked. "You mean the cute and little dude from before? With the blue hair?" The one you already fell for? He asked. "I wouldn't say it's pathtic... It's the first day of the year. You are emotionally unstable." He poked Jordan's shoulder with his finger. "But that aside, we have some shopping to do! We're having a party today!" Matthew yelled happily. He put on his shoes and ran over to his room, taking his mobile and wallet before coming back to where he was. "Let's go, JD, my love! We have lots to buy and I'm not sure we have enough time."

((Haha :lol:))

Percival smirked at the boy and said "I didn't realize I was so scary." He walked past him and said "Thank you kindly." He brushed blonde hair out of his eyes and glanced around the cafe. It had a small stage set-up for poetry slams and tiny circler tables with table cloths draped over them and stools to sit four around each. He smirked at the guy behined the counter and listened to the soft jazz playing in the background.

Amelia sat in the back of the 4 seater cab as it slowly pulled up in front of rather larged building. She sat up, his back seemingly arched as she gazed out of the backseat window towards the front of the fresh-looking building. Great.. Just what I needed. Staring rather blankly at the building for what seemed like a few minutes. She then proceeded to slipping her earphones out from her ears. Adjusting her pants, and making sure that the realistic wig is fitted properly; she tucks away her iPod, making sure that everything is in place before stepping out of the cab. "Thanks drive'," she said as she leaned over the seats to sling her side-bag over her fragiled body. I really need to man-up if I'm not wanting to get caught.

After dragging one large suicase and one medium-sized towards the reception desk. Amelia smiles politely at the receptionist. She clears her throat, trying to lower her voice. "Hello there." "He" smiles faintly as he extends "his" right hand out to reach for the key that was already placed on the desk. The receptionist seemed rather calm and greeted "Craig" with a gentle mannor before directing "him" towards his dorm area.

"P1." She spoke aloud to herself whilst focusing all of her attention down on her map, her luggage slowing her paces down due to the weight of them. She didn't look up, but continued to walk in a random direction as she scanned the map confusingly and carefully Now which way could it be?.. This map is so confusing.

Maverick watched the guy walk past him and Maverick shut the door. A familiar smell came across his nose and it wasn't coffee beans. 'Smells like the cologne I got last month... ' he thought. Then again, Maverick wasn't sure, because he had a whole drawer full of colognes in his bathroom. "Is that Bvgari?" He asked to the blonde man now in front of him. Maverick looked at the cafe menu and figured he'd just get what he usually gets at these places. He walked up to the counter. "Can I get a 16oz Iced Chai Tea Latte-no whip, with 1% please?" He asked while presenting the barista with a 5$ bill. He took the money and gave Mav his change and Maverick stepped back and waited for his drink.

"I know, I know... Yet blaming everything on the first would be cruel too... And I'm not unstable. Just, not fully there either. Also, party is okay, but I swear. NO fireworks." Jordan winked at Matthew as he quickly ran upstairs, getting his car keys, phone and wallet as he hurried himself down again. "Where too? And perhaps we should let Maverick know? He might worry once he gets back to the dorm you know. I don't have his number, so you should call him." Jordan poked out his tongue, running out of the dorm as he ran towards the parking lot.

Vincent woke up, his head was on his brother's chest. He looked up and smiled. His brother was sound asleep. Vincent snuck out of bed and made his way to one of the bathrooms. It was shower time. He undressed and undid his various bindings. Hiding the fact that he was a she was rather hard since Vincent, or rather, Victoria was slender, but surprisingly curvy. She had a lean, athletic built, but was obviously not nearly as muscular as her brother.

Yes, Victor was her older twin brother. Yes, their relationship was a bit odd. Yes, they really are very close. But not THAT close. Victoria felt very nauseated at that thought..... She hopped into the shower and sang very softly to herself.

Victor woke up and panicked when "Vincent" wasn't with him. His panic left when he heard the shower and the soft singing. He sighed. This was going to be hard. It was only their sophomore year too boot. He hated his parents for trying to separate them. His parents thought that they were a little TOO close and they cared only about the incest rumors that were flying about. They cared about their own reputation more than they did about their children's feelings. Victor wound up here and Victoria followed soon after. It took her a year but she was eventually expelled from the Cambridge High School for Girls....

Victor laughed his little sister was a wild one when she put her mind to it.

Victoria emerged from the shower and put her bindings back on. He got dressed and greeted his brother with a hug.

"Its nice to be myself even if its only for half an hour....."

Victor nodded, "Don't worry. It's only for three years. You can do this!"

Vincent grinned, "I know.... I just don't want to accidently break a heart because it turns out I'm not what he has in mind or something."

Victor laughed and made his way to the shower. He emerged twenty minutes later and smiled at Vincent.

"You know, we have yet to actually meet anyone. I mean I've been hear a year and even I don't know anyone. I was too depressed because you were so far away...."

Vincent looked as if he was about to cry, "You're too sweet for your own good brother."

They exited their dorm and set off to see if there was anyone interesting to meet.

Edit.. >.>

Percival stared blank faced at man and said "By George, it is." He nodded approving at him and stepped up to the counter. "Good sir, I would like a cup of Earl Grey Tea." He grumbled I hope I figured out the right amount.. money is so much different than euros .. he handed him over a ten dollar bill, noticing a tip jar and said "You can keep the change." He stepped back and stood by the man, waiting for his tea to arrive.

"Why!!" Matthew whined, still not understanding why his friend didn't want fireworks. They were such a success in last year party, amazing everyone. Not to mention Matt just LOVED seeing things goes 'boom!'. "I can't call Maverick, I don't have his number!" Matthew yelled after Jordan, but Jordan was already too far to hear. He sighed and figured they wouldn't be away for long so he didn't need to bother with finding a way to tell Maverick. It's not like he'll come back and go mad cause we're not here... He ran after Jordan, almost bumping into a few people while doing his way to the parking lot.

((and his heartbreaking begins XD))

Vahn returned to his dorm, sighing heavily. "I'm back!" He called, but heard no response. He walks to his room and sees Jordan's gone. Maybe he had to meet up with his friend? He wondered. He sighed again running his hand through his messy hair and decides to tidy up a bit more before heading to take a shower and change for the party. As he did, he wondered why this semester he had such strange luck. Dealing with such strange boys in one day. He was starting to hope he didn't get a roommate in fear that he might be even stranger still. Once he's done showering, he steps out in a towel, using another to dry his hair. Walking to his closet, he ran eyes along his clothes. Deciding to keep it simple, he grabs a button shirt and jeans and starts getting dressed.

"Hmmm. I've never heard of that one. " Maverick mumbled to himself. His drink showed up on the counter the second that Percival handed his money over to the cashier. 'he's telling him to take a 7$ tip for a 3$ drink? this guy must be loaded.." Maverick thought before taking his drink and sitting down at a table. He saw Jordan and Matthew running out of their dorms and wondered what for, but he felt like he'd be intruding on whatever they had if he ran out over there, not to mention he'd have to run, which knowing his luck, would make him drop another drink today.

Amelia continued on her path, not realising that she had walked straight into the cafe area. Hearing large sounds of voices, she raises her head; scanning the area. "Uhh.." she mumbles. Holding the map down in front of her stomach as she looks around, watching as people walked by.Nice.. place?

She blinks, strolling herself along with her luggage further into the cafe, pressing her back up against a wall as she gazes around the place some more.

"Um, excuse me!" She speaks up, her cheeks fluttering pink. Noticing that nobody took any notice, she sighs, lowering her shoulders before inhaling and trying once again. "Excuse me! Can somebody help me here!? I'm new.. here" She blinks, waving her hand around that contained the map to try and catch anybodys' attention for help. ... She sighed to herself, shrugging her shoulders.

Jordan waited for Matthew at his car, the doors unlocked as he himself got in first, plugging in a USB stick into the car radio. He had recently bought it, in case he'd forget his CD's somewhere. Jordan signaled Matthew to seat himself as he grabbed his phone. Quick as he was, Jordan had managed to get himself Vahn's number. He waited as he wanted to ring the boy, unsure of what to tell him, or weither he'd be capable of talking. In the end, he decided to just write him a text message.

"Hey Vahn, I left your dorm. Matt wanted to buy booze and stuff for the party. I'll see you when I get back? Cause I think you owe me some explanation... ~~Jordan~~"

After the text was sent, Jordan threw his phone between his legs, always enjoying the vibration of the phone as he started his engine. "Buckle up everyone, it's going to be a bumpy ride!" As he drove backwards rather fast, he soon turned around, pushing the gas as hard as he can as the car shot forward with insane speed. Buckling up after taking off, Jordan looked at himself in the mirror, fixing his brows as he and Matthew were now heading downtown.

Maverick had been staring into space when he heard a rather interesting voice asking for directions. He looked over and saw a boy who was perhaps cuter than the one that Jordan was harassing earlier in the morning. He would have spoken up, but he didn't know the campus as it was, but seeing that she had a map and that he was pretty good at reading those, he stood up with a smile. "Let me see." he offered.

Percival's tea was done and he took a cup full of it. He inhaled the sweet smell and broke out into a grin. He took a sip and sighed in contentment. He noticed two blokes running by outside and raised his brows. He noticed the man sat down and said "Excuse me, may I sit here as well? No one else is here and I rather not sit alone if I don't have to." He pointed with his slender hair to a bar stool across from Maverick until he noticed a young male looking quite flustered and confused. Maverick offered help so Percival shrugged, rather Maverick deal with him.

As he dressed, he heard his phone's text jingle and he looked to it. After zipping and clasping the button of his jeans, he grabs his phone from the nightstand and reads the message. His first thought was how Jordan got his number, but then he figured he must've got it while he was away, he did leave his phone after all. His second thought was the fact that there was going to be liquor at the party. But we're all underage!! Is he crazy?? I'm really starting to dread this party.... Then he read the last part. "Owe an explanation? For what?" Vahn was confused about that last thing, then he probably thought he meant when he went out. He decided to text him back.

"Jordan, sorry I walked out of the room, I wanted to give you some privacy while you spoke with your friend. Just took a quick walk, I'll see you at the party -Vahn-"

He pushes send, then sticks his phone in his pocket. In actuality he did feel a slight bit jealous with the way he spoke, but he knew it wasn't his place. He then stood up and stretched, then looked back. There was still a donut left. He wraps up the back and sticks it in the fridge, deciding to save it for later. Not wanting to spoil his appetite for the party.

Aisha was brought to school in her limo, not wanting to look cheap compared to all the other rich boys in this school. She shook her hair loose, almost forgetting that she had cut it majorly. It'll be back within two months, it'll be back within two months. Oh god, I need to make sure I cut my hair every two weeks, just like my hair dresser adviced. I'll just fly her over since she knows my secret, hihi. After a couple of hours, the limo drove up the lane to the school, and once there, the driver stopped, exiting the car as he walked over to the back door, opening it for Aisha. As she stepped out, she felt overwhelmed by the size of the place, never knowing schools would be built that big. She gasped, startled a bit when her butler set her suitcases in front of her. "Thank you, Leo. Well, I'm off. Byebye!" Aisha grabbed both of her suitcases, steadily walking to the main entrance as she shook her hips from side to side; a habit she was trying to get rid of.

After entering the building, she walked over to the receptionist as she asked for her dorm, trying to make her voice sound as manly as she could. After hearing O1 and receiving a map, she slowly made her way to her new dorm, excited since she would now be sleeping in the same dorm as a boy. Oeeehhh I hope he's a hottie! I really can't wait to meet up with all the hotties in the world... Though Aisha had rather large breasts she wore wide boy shirts to cover that, and tight shirts under it to shape her breasts. Also investing in special bra's and undies, no one would ever know she was a girl until they would try to strip her. Something that WON'T happen that easily. Once she reached the dorm, she knocked twice, unsure of weither her dorm mate would be inside. Walking in, Aisha glanced around, smiling contently. Smaller than my previous, yet containing a guy from the sight of it.

"Huh.. Oh." Lowering her tone of voice, Amelia spoke up, lowering her head at the site of a cute male approaching her. "Thanks.." She faintly smiles, handing the map over to the taller figure as she adjusted her posture. Trying to make herself come across as more of a "male".

Victor and Vincent wondered around the garden once again. Vincent kneeled down and began picking flowers. He picked red roses, white lilies, deep violet orchids and dark pink night blooming jasmine.

Victor smiled, "We should get a vase for those." He ran back to their dorm and got a beautiful crystal vase. He filled it up with water and added a bit of aspirin so the flowers would last longer. He carefully ran back out his little brother and placed the vase down.

Vincent smiled and arranged the flowers into a beautiful bouquet. Victor smiled, "That's one of the most beautiful bouquets you've ever made Vinc."

Vincent blushed, "Thank you Torn."

"Torn.... Don't you ever get lonely.... I mean, aren't their other students here?"

Victor raised an eyebrow, "Are you worried that I'm tiring of your company?"

Vincent blushed, looked down, and nodded.

Victor sighed and sat next to his little brother. "I will never grow tired of your company. Haven't I proven that when we were little and you were bed ridden?"

Vincent nodded.

Victor smiled, "Well it will never change. I could never grow tired of my little brother. We're family."