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Realistic or Modern Crows Academy For Boys

Nick was dropped off by his parents for his second year at crows all boys boarding school. Nick was overall happy to be back to see his friends that he had made last year. Also he was told by the basketball coach at the of last year that he would be expecting nick to take control of the team this year.


Nick smiled as he looked around at the beautiful campus seeing many beautiful boys as well. He finally guy to roserie house where he would be staying for the year. He smiled as he walked in and licked a room. He went and unlaced everything and then threw on his basketball team hoodie as he went outside to go find some of his friends.
 
Sebastien Vallencourt,


Sallos Home.



The day had started off as bright and sunny and this woke Sebastien up from his very comfy time of being asleep. His alarm hadn't gone off yet and he had more than ample time to go back to sleep. Alas he chose not to and instead shed his clothes and hopped into the shower turning the hot water way up to help relax his muscles. Today was Monday, first day of a new year at the Academy. Sebastien was in his fourth and final year at The Academy, was sort of saddened by this fact. He loved it here, and wished that he didn't have to graduate. Time was moving too fast.


Sebastien had arrived a couple days ago and been given his room assignment early, considering his family were wealthy patrons of the Academy. He put on his uniform symbolizing his place in Sallos Home. This year he was making a run for Vice-President of the Student Government and he would also be apart of the Poetry/Creative Writing Club. He couldn't wait to see some people, though others he was quite pleased that they had graduated. He walked towards the entrance to the Academy to help the faculty steer students towards their respective dorms and what not. He was also Dorm President this year, the head of Sallos Home. Of course it was a mainly ceremonial title, though he did have responsibilities in making sure everyone in Sallos Home did as the Academy desired and followed the rules.


So many students were arriving and so many cute boys seemed to be in attendance this year. He was excited though he would have to keep whatever happened to himself so as to keep his parent's from knowing that he was gay. Many people didn't know and the few that did were sworn to the utmost secrecy on the matter. He smiled and waited as the students filed past and he helped a couple boys with directions to Sallos Home, one of them had been very attractive yet very straight so any hope of an early year fling was nil and none. He waited to see if any other students required his help, he also began to play with his hair hoping that is looked nice.
 
Lanious stuck his tongue out at the retreating car. Mom was so mean confiscating half his sweets. It was useless anyway since he always had a separate stash shipped to the school. It should here in a few days. Turning he smiled and happily waved at everyone as he skipped into the Valient house and received waves back.


He loved this school. Not only was it the closest thing to a set home that he had but there was also so many cute boys. He sent them one last smile as he walked into the valiant house.


He was one of the last boys there so had a limited number of rooms to pick from. It wasn't an issue though since he had claimed a room as his own last year. Opening the door he was glad to see it empty.


After unpacking his stuff he took a quick shower before changing into his uniform. Unlike the other boys his was styled differently. Instead of pants he had a black skirt. He also added other things to his.


Forgoing his jacket and tie he tugged on his panda hoodie before changing into his knee high white fur boots. Grabbing his messenger bag full of his art stuff and candy and his neon head phones he skipped out and began to try and find his friends.
 
Hamish brushed his sandy blonde hair from in front of his blue eyes, his cheeks a slight pink from the soft rays of the sun he had earned from standing in the sun. The Scottish boy tugged his leather luggage with him, visibly struggling with the weight as he tried to tug the bag over to the location which he knew to be the Litrim home. They were told to set up their belongings in their assigned dorms with what items they brought then meet in the auditorium when the clock struck 1. This allowing each student depending on their arrival time at least four hours to do what they may wish, whatever that may be.


Hamish was a third year, though he may not look the part it was true. And he was fairly known in the musical department, his vast knowledge on the many different instruments he came in contact with was remarkable. A single stare or a grazed touch of either a brass, woodwind, or string instrument and he'd be able to name more then a single thing of its brand or origin.


His father would always be impressed by this, bringing him different instruments for the reason that he knew Hamish enjoyed it. As his mother which he was currently living with was never able to see the pleasure in a skill.


At the memory of her confronting him on him needing to improve other subjects the bottom of the luggage he was carrying crashed to the ground as it got caught on the corner of a wall causing him to stumble over his feet.


"Eep," he squeaked out quietly as the tip of his shoes tripped over his bags edge before finally collapsing to his knees scruffing the knees of his used to be clean pants with the dirt.
 
Hayden fiddled with the sleeve of his shirt before his brown-amber eyes were sneaking glances across to other students. So far he managed to label all of them. It was a bad habit he shouldn't have taken on but he still did it anyway. He sighed as he dragged his luggage with him and tousled his blonde hair in tight hands.


"So it seems I've landed in trope, Jesus I need some whiskey" he spoke to himself as he walked along.


He packed lightly, the only major luggage he brought with himself was his cello, paints and brushes. And even that he wouldn't be using often either. He still wondered as to why he decided to attend. Maybe it was a drunk night at a bar and he agreed to go. It wouldn't be the first time that it happened after all. His mind was too hazy anyway. He sat down on a pathway not really caring for whoever gave him strange looks or stares. He was tired and needed to rest. He glided his fingers along the strings of the cello before getting up again.


He decided he needed help so what better to do than ask. That and he was hoping to miss the 1 o clock 'gathering' that had been planned.


"Excuse me" he said tapping someones back and had no idea who on Earth the person was.
 
Sebastien turned around as someone seemed to be poking his back . A blonde haired student was there carrying his cello among other things. Bastien smiled and asked, "Is there anything that I can help you with? Oh and my name is Sebastien," he said sticking out one hand hoping to shake the other student's. There were any number of things this student could need and why he had chosen Sebastien was beyond him. Surely he saw the teachers there in their uniforms. The other students seemed for the most part to have filed on going whichever way there dorm was.
 
"Kol" he said with smirk, he took Sebastians hand and shook it.


"Mind if I call you Bastien? Actually, never mind I'm probably going to call you it even without permission" he said looking around still with that same smile on his face. It was charming in its own way yet it showed an aura of confidence.


"Yeah I was going to ask if you know where I could get alcohol from? I'm in need of scandal and low companionship" he spoke half satirically but also with a serious tone as well. He gave the boy another daring smile before a small wink.


"You could come too if you want".


@Maven
 
Blush crept across Bastien's face. He didn't know if Kol was kidding or not. He though he might as well give him a straight answer. "Yeah, my dorm room has some. Since I'm Dorm President, they tend not to check my room often. Also call me Bastien, I don't mind... hell everyone calls me that anyways." he said smiling. "Which House do you belong to anyways?" he said secretly wishing Kol was in Sallos House, but knowing by the instrument and luggage it was not likely. He felt a deep stirring in his chest thinking how cute Kol was. His hair... his eyes... oh no. no no no the eyes, they seemed to captivate him and portray a kind of deep emotion that Bastien couldn't quite figure out.
 
Hayden gave a genuine smile this time before chuckling and shaking his head. "You don't need to be so nervous around me, I'm a student after all" he said whilst looking towards the direction of Sebastians dorm. He raised an eyebrow at the statement. A large part of him didn't actually expect anyone to have any alcohol but what did you know. "Litrim house, don't know why I got put in there honestly. I think it was because I was a bit too gobby for the other ones" he laughed. He looked at Sebastian through his dark eyelashes to see for the first time that he was blushing. He raised an eyebrow but didn't really say anything.


"Anyway, so where do you want to go first, mine or yours? In all certainty though the pleasures all mine" he said with a small smile as he stepped aside and let Sebastian lead the way. He wondered if there was anyone else in the school he could talk to or not.
 
This comment by Kol only made him blush more. He stuttered in his response. "W..w..well we could go to yours and put your luggage down and get you settled in. The we could head to the Auditorium after which if we have time we could get a drink from my dorm?" he said a sheepish grin crossing his lips. Litrim House, Home to the Musicians. He smiled thinking of his freshman year when he was in Litrim House because of his ability to play the harp. He quickly realized that wasn't the House for him and moved his sophomore year to Sallos. He looked at all the luggage Kol had with him. "Would you like some help carrying this to your dorm?" he said motioning to the luggage.
 
"Isn't the large gathering happening at the Auditorium?" He said with a sigh as he lifted his luggage and murmured a small yes to Sebastien for the help. He walked towards the house to look around at all the other students there. He wondered to himself just how the hell he stood out from all these people, not that he really cared. He still had no idea how on earth he even got into the school. "So, Bastien. What do you exactly do? Or what are you interested in?" He said taking in all of his surroundings and looking back at the boy through distant eyes. "I pack like so try not to be too shocked by the massive amount of weight on your shoulders" he laughed with a shake of his head.
 
"Yes the gathering is in the Auditorium. Unfortunately." he said as he sighed and picked up some of the luggage and began walking with Kol to his dorm room to help unload his things. He couldn't help but smile to himself. "Well I am the Dorm President for Sallos Home, so I effectively run that dorm... kinda at least. I really do appreciate poetry though. I sing, but not really publicly. I ride horses and sail. I play the harp but Litrim House was too competitive musically and my interests were elsewhere so I transferred to Sallos. Sorry if I dragging on and on." he said looking nervously at the ground. Sometimes... most of the times when he was nervous he would talk. Other times he would just be silent. He looked as they entered Litrim House, he felt really out of place now as his red and white uniform made him stick out like a sore thumb.
 
Alton finally arrived to campus. He carried a few bags in his arm as this was his Sophomore year here. He entered the Roseire house and picked his room down the hall. He unpacked all his clothes and other stuff. Alton Sat on his bed unlacing his shoes. He threw tossed them across the room where they landed a few feet away. He jumped back down onto his bed where he slowly dozed off.
 
Ren decided to leave his dorm room. He had arrived the day before since he was in Tokyo for the summer break. He spent most of the break playing chess with his grandpa or drawing flowers for his mom. he was relived to return to the school so he could finally have his alone time. He wanted to just stay in his dorm but, there was the beginning of the year gathering in the auditorium. He sat up on his bed and put on his school uniform. He combed his reddish brown hair before grabbing his sketch book and a random book to read if he got bored. He pushed his way past other students as he left the Valient house. As he walked out he noticed a lot of students were already heading to the auditorium. A few boys stared at him, he recognized them from last year. It seems some of the others thought he was eye candy. He rolled his eyes at the thought and made his way to auditorium. He wondered if he would have yet another year without a muse, he couldn't seem to find anyone that tickled his fancy or rather, he didn't really talk to anyone last year. He decided to sit on a bench outside of the auditorium so he didn't have to be I such a crowded place. He decided to read the book he grabbed which, was a copy of 'The complete collection of Edgar Alan Poe's poetry' and started reading it.
 
Alton awoke from his sleep and quickly remembered the gathering in the audituorium. He quickly tied his shoes and threw on a tshirt that read something about a band he used to like. He walked to the audotiurium where he caught up with dozens of friends. Some from the multiple sports teams he was on, others from who knows where. Alton thought it was a little to stuffy so he wandered outside to a bench next to a kid reading a book. He sat back and put one leg over the other. He looked at the cover book an attempted to start a conversation with the other kid. "So you like to read the poetry of Edgar Alan Poe?" his cheeks flooded with embarassment as he knew nothing about Edgar Alan Poe. He remebered learning about him in the seventh grade but, like always, never payed much attention. "Uh, My favorite poem was the one with the guy, what was it, The Crow?"
 
Lanious was disappointed when he couldn't find any of his friends but shrugged it off. The assembly was about to begin and he would probably find them there. Smiling brightly now cheered up he began skipping to the auditorium.


Walking in he smiled brightly at everyone waving hi to them. He had friends in all the houses so wasn't surprised when they waved back. He didn't see any of his friends yet but knew they would be here soon. He ran up one of the aisles and sat in one of the seats at the top. Eagerly he kept an eye out for his friends.
 
Ren didn't even look up.


"The Raven."


He spoke with a slight Japanese accent, after spending time with people from many other countries he picked up a lighter accent.


"And yes I enjoy his poetry."


He continued reading the short poem called 'The City in the Sea'.


"I enjoy drawing pictures of the places and people he describes. Gives me something to do."


He usually did not talk this much but, he decided this year to actually talk to people who talked to him.
 
Alton felt a faint smile crack over his face. "Yeah.. that one." Alton eyes jumped from place to place scanning the campus around him. . He hummend the tune to a few diffrent songs as he slouched over in the bench. He let out a breathe of air and slipped his hands into his pockets. "So, um. Whats your favortie poem by him?" He asked with an akward tone. He had never had an ctual convesation about a book or poem. He just thought of that stuff as boring.
 
Nick had walked around the campus saying hi to friends when he saw them. He eventually made his way to the auditorium where they were all suppose to be. He smiled as he saw some more friends in there. He eventually took a seat up top.
 
Ren flipped to the next page. To a poem called 'The Sleeper.'


"My favorite? Well, besides The Raven, I enjoy one called A Dream Within a Dream."


He could tell this conversation was awkward for the other boy. Didn't know the name of Poe's most quoted poem, seemed distracted. Ren wondered why this guy was talking to him. Ren never gave off the 'Hey look at me' energy so he was quite curious.


"You don't read much do you?"
 
After having helped Kol place his things in his room Sebastien received a call saying he needed to be in the Auditorium asap. He bowed to Kol and departed saying he would find him after the Assembly. He took off at a fast walk towards the Auditorium making it in and finding out that it hadn't even started. "Great" he said exasperated, "Made it." He took a few deep breathes and collected himself before proceeding to sit with the other dorm Presidents and some faculty at the front. He looked out at all the students and mused to himself, "This is going to be another long year." One of the faculty turned around and greeted him and agreed about his statement, making the two of them laugh. He hoped Kol had gotten ready and would make the Assembly in time, he felt bad for having left him so quickly but apparently he had to be here. He wished he could sit with the other students but because of his position as Dorm President, he didn't have much choice.
 
Alton felt somewhat offended but couldn't complain because it was true. "Yeah.... Not alot. Dream within A dream, Is that the one where the guy is in the hotel with his family and he goes nuts and kills them all?" Alton knew that wasn't the story but it's not like he would be able to make friend any other way.
 
After begrudgingly settling into his new room, Hayden made his way down to the Auditorium. He wasn't really sure if there were any certain seating arrangements so he just sat wherever he pleased and leaned back. He sighed as he rested his neck. This day was sure dragging on and all he wanted to do was honestly sleep. Though he was rather smart, he was also a rather lazy student too so he didn't really put that much effort in.


"I need some Aspirin" he said to himself as he looked around at all the people in the Auditorium. He was glad he brought earphones with him otherwise he would actually have to listen to what half the people were saying. He pulled out a pen and a piece of paper before studying the scenery around him. It seemed to he busy but something weird too at that. Some people were friendly and some people weren't.


"You can smell the pompous off all of them" he said.
 
Ren felt like he was giving a lecture.


"A dream within a dream is about a man who cannot tell whether he is dreaming or not."


He looked up and noticed most of the students had gone in.


"I think the assembly is going to start."


He stood up and grabbed his things and went into the auditorium sitting in the first empty seat he fund, which was next to a guy with headphones in. He continued reading his book.
 

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