48 yaoi...yaoi...yaoi...(slight change in author pls check AN)

~Back at the University, the dorm NEXT to Easton's~

Light was blocked from the room by thick curtains. There were slender candles placed here and there, illuminating the dark room ominously.

The center of the room was the brightest.

"yaoi...yaoi...yaoi..." (I couldn't think of any cult chantings XD)

Deep chantings filled the solemn air. There was a small crowd of no more than three people. All wearing dark sheets over their heads... due to the budget of not being able to afford cultish cloaks... (you know typical college student problems -_-).

"The Unwanted one has arrived." The largest of the three said with disgust once the chanting was over.

"The Unwanted one..." The other two lackeys repeated in whispery voices.

"What do we do with the unwanted ones?" A sinister intent lay not so hidden in his voice.

"Eradicate them!" Came the simultaneous response.

Suddenly the light switch flicked on, all three heads whipped towards the entrance to the dorm. A very much scared and traumatized freshman was awkwardly standing there on shaking legs.

"I-I seem the have gotten the wrong room... bye!" Then the door was slammed shut... only to be opened again. The same freshman forgot to turn off the lights.

"Boss... what do we do?" One of the lackeys asked. Their secret society was so secret... that neither do the three of them know the other's identities!

"Eradicate him!"

Then they each left the room one by one, just to make sure that neither sees the other. Only one returned to clean up the mess then proceeded to do the dishes.

What? It's his dorm!

~Easton's Dorm~

So here's the gist of Easton's day so far:

Arrive to school with identification papers...check

Find dorm...check

Unpack suitcase...somewhat can be checked off

Be friends with dorm mate... OH HELL NO!

Easton flopped onto his now made bed. He only unpacked the bedding necessities... his parents were worried about the creepy crawlies and whatnot.

Let's just say that THAT made his dorm mate have worser impression of him. Oh and right! He never bothered to introduce himself. Easton only learnt his name after seeing the name tag on his side of the room.

Dolan.

Just Dolan. Is that a first name or a last name? Easton was too tired to find out. Being the spoiled "secret love child" of the family Easton never had to a single chore in his life.

Not something to be proud of.

He sat up and tiredly looked at the surroundings. To the right of the door is an opening to a very small and dingy bathroom. Easton was horrified at the thought of no privacy when going to the loo, but fortunately he noticed the sliding door.

To the left of the door is the smallest kitchen Easton ever saw. Lastly, the bedroom space was made smaller by the ridiculous pink duct tape on the floor. Dolan obviously gave Easton the smaller half of the room.

"Not bad for my first day." He said aloud to no one in particular. He didn't have to worry about Dolan overhearing. The latter excused himself once he saw all of the bedding Easton brought.

A small ding from his bag caught Easton's attention. It was Donovan, telling Easton to call as soon as he sees the text message.

"That... brother of mine." He couldn't help but let out chuckle. Naturally Easton dialed his number.

"Easton!" Donovan's voice was urgent.

"What's up cousin?"

"Have you met anybody yet?"

"Is that what you're so worried about?"

"I'm being serious here!"

"Okay, okay. Yeah I met someone."

"Oh no I'm too late." Donovan muttered under his breath. Luckily the crappy phone microphone couldn't pick that up.

"So would you mind telling your big bro here who?" Donovan tried to keep the panic out of his voice. He had been driving himself crazy whether or not to call Easton or not. Pacing around in his room to the point his downstairs neighbors asked him to stop.

"He's my dorm mate. Not sure if Dolan's a first or last name."

Donovan let out a sigh of relief. Easton hasn't met Maverick yet.

"Alright you stick by me if you want to survive university, understand?"

"Eugh, I can take care of myself."

"...I doubt that very much. Remember to come to the freshmen orientation tonight." Then Donovan hung up with a click.

"The freshman... what?"