Date: Fri, 17 Mar 2006 08:18:44 +1000
From: The Haydster <thehaydster@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: College Mates - Chapter 1

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College Mates
by theHaydster
Copyright 2006, theHaydster. All rights reserved
Please email me at thehaydster@yahoo.com.au. I have had severe writers
block with this story, give me ideas please.
Note: This story will NOT include sex in the near future, and will not
include graphic sex at any time. This story is a love story.

Chapter 1

Hi. My name's Daniel O'Toole. I'm not sure how I came to get my last name,
as there is absolutely no Irish in my family at all. Anyway, after school
had finished, I had a great break. I could really get used to the three
months that we get. Lounging around, snoozing, playing the computer,
cycling, you know.

The problem with all good things is that they have to come to an end. This
one came to a rude end with an e-mail from the uni, telling me that I need
to enroll in my subjects, or they'll open up my spot to someone
else. Within the next 2 days, I had enrolled in all my courses for the
first semester, and signed on for all the tutorials and stuff. Once I
looked at the book list, I immediately regretted choosing a science
degree. The books looked like postgrad stuff, and were big as hell.

My family live a fair way out of town (i.e. 2 hours) so my parents decided
that I should go to college and live on campus. To clarify this for any
non-Australians, the university is where you study, the college is like a
dorm, and it's where you live. There were a few colleges to go to, but they
chose St. Peter's College. It's an all male college, but they had heard it
was better then any of the co-ed ones. It made little difference to me,
after going to an all-boys school. I guess they thought I wouldn't be
distracted by all the girls around.

Now sounds like a good time to let you know something about me. I'm
gay. Yeah, that's right. As you probably guessed, my parent's didn't know
this when they sent me to the college, obviously. It's not something I'd
have wished for, but I just try to cope with the hand I was dealt in
life. At that time I was very much in the closet, and was worried about how
people would react. Only one person knew, and that was Susan
Anderson. Susan was my best friend, and the person I trusted the most. She
also acted as my girlfriend sometimes, to avert suspicion from me being
gay.

Well, I packed up my computer, my books (which were still shrink-wrapped),
some other novels, my clothes and a few odds and ends. I figured that there
wasn't really much more that I needed. We drove down to St. Peters College
the weekend before O-Week (Orientation Week) with me crammed in the back
amongst all my stuff. I reckon it ranks among the top 10 in most
uncomfortable trips, including when we stuffed 5 people into the back seat
built for 3. At least this time I didn't have to worry about getting hard,
as I did that time.

Eventually, after what seemed about 20 hours driving, rather then 2, we
arrived. We parked on the grass out the front (nowhere else to park), and
went into the office. After signing some stuff, I got my key and I was lent
an academic gown for the semester. I'm so glad that I don't need to wash
that thing, it has more creases than a paper plane, and more pleats then
the world's biggest skirt. My room turned out to be on the top level,
opening onto a common balcony that I shared with everyone on my side of the
building.

I guess I'd better explain the layout of college. They call their groups of
about of 14 rooms "flats". Firstly there's the admin block, and 4 flats in
line with it, parallel to the road, creatively named flats A, B, C and
D. Flats A, B and C have upper and lower parts with 7 rooms on the bottom
and 7 above them. Flat D has upper, middle and lower parts. The weird thing
is that the college is built on a hill, so middle D is on the same general
level as lower A, B and C. Directly behind D, there are flats E and
J. Branching off from the middle of E (away from A flat), there are flats
F, G and H. There is a separate house which is known as flat I (it has been
converted into a flat with about 7 rooms in total). Finally there is K
flat, which is underneath the dining hall. It also has only about 7 rooms.

My room turned out to be in Upper J flat, so we hauled my stuff up and in
to my room. I had to share a bathroom with all the other people in Upper J,
but it had two toilets and two showers, so I thought that it wouldn't be
too bad. I wasn't looking forward to hauling my clothes 4 floors down and
back up weekly though. The laundry is built down one level further down
under J flat. It also opened out onto the ground, due to the slope.

Eventually, with the help of Mum & Dad, I was installed in my new room (a
bed and desk were in the room, along with a built in cupboard and chest of
drawers). The colleges have a network connection to the uni, which has
super-fast net, which the colleges get to use. I found that to be really
cool, it's faster than ADSL. Pity we only have so much download per month
(unless we want to buy more).

Eventually my parents had to head off around 5, and I said goodbye to
them. They wished me well, and told me to call anytime. I hate to admit it,
but I started to feel homesick as soon as they left. Once I had waved
goodbye I went into the dining hall and got some dinner. They have a sort
of buffet arrangement, and you can just get what you like. The food turned
out to be OK, not like some horror stories I've heard about college food,
but not as good as home cooked stuff.

After eating dinner (I was starving), I came back to my room to find some
people moving in next door. The guy's parents were moving some stuff in; I
guessed he was getting some more stuff from their car. I got into my room
and lay down on my bed for a while, after offering my help, which they
politely declined.

I dozed off eventually; it had been a fairly big day. I woke up at around 7
and felt wide awake. I played around on my computer for a while; I've got
some pretty cool shootout & strategy games on my machine. It helped pass
the time, as there really wasn't much to do. I had just finished a game
when there was a knock on my door. I replied "Come in".

In walked one of the hottest guys I have ever seen! He was about the same
height as me, with the most gorgeous chestnut hair. His eyes twinkled like
stars in the sky. He was super hot! I was struck speechless for a minute or
two. "Hi. I'm Tim Carter", this vision of loveliness said to me, in the
cutest voice. "H, h, hi" I managed to stammer out, "I'm Daniel O'Toole" I
added, trying not to look thunderstruck. "I've just moved in next door, so
I thought I'd introduce myself." I replied "I'm pleased to meet you. Where
are you from?"

"I live about a days drive from here, on a property, you?"

"I'm only about 2 hours from here."

"Not too far then"

"Yeah"

"Well, see you round"

"See you"

After Tim had left I sat down, feeling stunned. He was just incredible, and
lived in the next room! I knew that he couldn't be gay, but I can dream,
can't I? I went to bed soon after that, thinking about him.

The next morning Tim & I sat together for breakfast & chatted. We were
doing the same degree, so we were in the same courses for this semester. We
both weren't into sport all that much, and were intent on getting good
marks. It turned out that there was an introductory lecture for all 1st
year science students at noon, so we met up again and headed off for the
lecture. We were in the middle of the campus, when we suddenly realized
that we had no idea where the building was. Eventually we found someone who
knew where it was, and pointed us in the right direction. We weren't the
last people to arrive, and we didn't miss anything.

I managed to concentrate during the lecture, and took it all in,
surprisingly. I'm surprised that I could concentrate with Tim sitting next
to me. After the lecture finished, we head back to college for lunch.

"That lecture was boring, don't you think so Dan?"

"Yeah, I'm not entirely sure why we're supposed to go"

"I guess there's some weird reason."

For the rest of O-Week, Tim & I stuck together through all the O-Week stuff
that the college put on (fun stuff). We're not really sure why, but we
seemed to just keep gravitating toward each other without even meaning
to. I think I'm getting a crush on him. If I do, I'll need to keep it
hidden, as he'll explode if he finds out.


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