Chapter 4-ROOMATES?!?!?!?!?!?!

The two boys glanced at one another, mouths agape and eyes wide with bodies trembling and shaking as they slowly backed away from each other. "H-H-How?" Elias stammered, low voice unusually high and shrill. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HOW!" Casper all but shouted, face aghast with horror as his hands clenched into fists, knuckles paper white. "WELL WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO SAY DUMB*SS?" Elias yelled, face even paler than it was as his bottom lip started to quiver. " OH I DON'T KNOW! HOW ABOUT 'OH LET'S GO TALK WITH OLAF, THE CARETAKER, AND SEE IF WE CAN ASK TO SWITCH ROOMS.'" Casper bit out sarcastically, the silver light of the moon catching his face in the most perfect way that he seemed to just be glowing in the cold, mysterious light of the dark and rich night. "WELL LET'S GO THEN!" Elias screamed back, lips curled upwards in a razor sharp sneer. "YES, LETS." Casper retorted before storming off to find Olaf, pushing Elias roughly to the side.

"OI! GET BACK HERE YOU OAF!" Elias demanded, sprinting off after Caspers tall but gradually disappearing frame. Casper only fastened his pace. "I SAID STOP!" Elias tried again but Casper only sped up once again. "CASPER ROXAN TURGENEV! GET BACK HERE"!

"NO!" and it went on and on until the two found themselves screaming and shouting in front of a very...angry looking Olaf. Contrary to the quite, sweet name Olaf was a giant of a man standing over 6 foot tall and even though he had a warm smile and twinkling eyes he was most certainly not one to mess with...at all.

"Wha' are you two young'uns running about for screamin' at the top of your lungs?" Olaf roared and the two boys rubbed their ears. "Sheesh! You can also be quite loud." Casper muttered, not aware how sharp Olaf's hearing was for not a second later Casper was pinned to the wall, one of Olaf's big meaty hands wrapped around his seemling stick-like neck. "You would do well not to anger me boy." the towering men hissed, all traces of the kind smiling man gone. Casper just struggled, clawing at the meaty hand that constricted his throat. "This school may be filled with humans but that won't stop me from inflicting the correct punishment for supernaturals, even for your kind." Olaf growled, eyes flashing a blood red colour whilst his teeth were bared-where canines should've been instead were fangs, both razor sharp and glinting dangerously in the silver light of the moon. "Y-Yes Sir!" Casper choked out, desperately trying to be released. "Good." and the boy was suddenly dropped to the ground, clutching his throat as he gulped down the air greedily. "Now, anything else?" and the big happy man was back, hands clasped together with a beaming smile plastered on his face like nothing had happened. "N-no sir!" Elias shouted, back straightening so it was almost as flat as a board with his chest proudly puffed out but it was out of fear. "Good. Of you two go then." and the two boys didn't hesitate to scramble away, not daring to look back.

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"Listen here Morozov." Casper snarled, whipping around so he was facing Elias. Both were standing in their dormitory room, panting from the sprinting they had done to get to the safety of their shared room. The third guy had apparently already been there but asked for a change earlier in the evening. When nobody volunteered to be the third person for that room there was an exception made and the room was left to the two hot headed boys.

"While we are sharing no: drinking, smoking, sneaking girls over, sneaking to girls and most certainly no contact whatsoever with one another unless it called for alright?" Casper snarled, eyes mere slits as he stared Elias down but the blond haired boy never backed down from a challenge, especially when the challenge was presented by a certain green-eyed boy. "Sure." he said nonchalantly "but i have rules too. "and Elias stalked unfazed to the small kitchenette to grab a small glass, filling it with some clear liquid, before downing it in one. "Drink"?

"No". The blue eyed boy poured himself another glass but this time just held the glass in his hand as he leaned against the small counter, eyes locked onto Casper's tall frame.

"So," he began. "My rules. Same as yours but there are more." to which Casper let out an exasperated sigh. Before Elias could continue Casper sat himself on the bed he was closest to-the right side of the room which also had the door that led to the small adjoined bathroom. "Hit me.""Very well. No wacky experiments, none whatsoever,"-Casper gasped with his eyes widened to the max-"no sneaking in animals either as you know they are not allowed,"-Casper suddenly whined and stomped his foot in agitation causing the corner of Elias' lips to twitch upwards but they remained down as he continued-" and the most important rule, no use of our powers when in here either. True, this is our room but we still do not use them as somebody could barge in and see us." and this was the only rule which Casper nodded to in complete agreement. "Oh right, I have one more rule too Mororzov"."Go on." Elias drawled, downing the glass in one."We stick to our sides of the room, not crossing unless needed"."Well obviously." Elias snapped, slamming the cup down on the small, marble counter. "Good good. Just wanted to make sure that your idiot self knew this." Casper said, voice cold and sharp which it hadn't been before. Small actions like this just annoyed the black haired boy so much, especially if it was Elias doing them-even more so when he had done nothing wrong. "Whatever. I'm going to wash up. Don't come in!" the blond hissed before pushing himself away from the kitchenette, closing the bathroom door with a slam and even locking it.

"What got his pants in a twist"?

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I know, quite short chapter but two updates in a row. I have easter holiday now which is 3 weeks long! Can you believe it so, i will now have so much more time to write!!!!!!!! :) :) :) I am so happy now!

I want to say thank you to all the people that have been reading this so far. I'm not a good writer, i know i'm not but i am just really grateful that whoever reads these stories doesn't mind me bad writing too much but that might change. Thank you so much!

~Nasheng