Here is another story that i like this is one of my favorites
Chapter 1
[FONT="]Never in my life did I think I would be sitting in a dorm room at Yale University. My parents always pushed me to do well in school and told me from a young age that I had big shoes to fill. They sort of shoved academics down my throat, and didnt encourage me to join any sports during my high school career. From the time I was thirteen, my parents drilled into my head that I needed to get good grades so I could get accepted to a good college on scholarship. Well their wish finally came true.
Before I get too far ahead into this, I should tell you about myself. My names Christian Costello and I come from a family of professionals. My fathers a well known cardiologist in the tri state area, my mothers involved with politics, and my sisters on her way to the top of a banking company. So you can guess that I have a lot of pressure to do well in college.
I think my parents want me to become a lawyer and work in the city everyday, but I dont see myself doing that. Ive always been amazed at how the muscles in the body work together in unison. I think I want to be a physical therapist or something to do with sports medicine. Im currently taking business classes, but when this semester ends, I think Im going to switch into some field of medicine.
In case you didnt catch on what race I am from my name, Im Italian. My great grandparents left Italy not too long ago in search of a better life and eventually found it here in New York. Ever since then, thats where my family resides.
My familys originally from the southern part of Italy, so you can imagine I have pretty dark olive skin. I dont really get white when winter rolls around, and by the time summer comes, I become a nice shade of brown. The weirdest thing about my body would have to be my eyes. I have these steel blue eyes that almost look grey depending on what color Im wearing that day. You dont see many Italians from the south with natural blue eyes. I also have black hair that I like to keep short, since its low maintenance. Occasionally Ill spike it when I go out with people, but thats on a rare occasion.
As for my body, theres nothing really to talk about. A lack of sports and exercise have left my body with nothing. I have some muscle in my legs and arms, and maybe a little in my shoulders, but thats pretty much it. I dont look anorexic but I certainly dont look like Im on steroids. I guess you can say I have a normal body. Im roughly around five foot eleven inches, and probably around 150 pounds. Like I said, normal.
Another thing that you should probably know about me is my sexuality. Im gay, and found out when I was sixteen. I never really liked girls growing up and always found guys more interesting. During sophomore year, I guess you can say I experimented. Me and this junior fooled around and pretty much did everything you could imagine. From there, I probably fooled around with another two or three guys, just to make sure I was gay. Trust me, Im not a whore or anything, but hormones and curiosity can really get the better of someone.
You also may be thinking, since my parents are well-known professionals, that they werent accepting of me when I told them I was gay. Youd be wrong though. My mom completely supported me when I first told her and wanted to know about everything I was going through and things like that. My dad wasnt as accepting of my mom, but he wasnt a complete douche about it. I feel like he still doesnt completely support me, but he still calls me his son, and thats good enough for me.
A majority of my friends from high school supported me too. A few of my guy friends were creeped out by it and stopped talking to me though. It was their lost in my eyes.
So now that you know a little about me, the real story can begin.
* * *
It was nine in the morning of my first real day of college. Classes officially started today and so has my life as a college student. My dorm room didnt feel like my old bedroom in my parents house but it was starting to feel homey. I had my own room to myself because of my scholarship. Supposedly the college administrators felt that if I were given my own room, I would have more time to study and put my brain to good use.
In addition to my own room, I have my own bathroom. Its definitely going to come in handy though. I never have to wait for it to be free or plan my schedule around a roommate. My parents told me that I was going to get lonely because I wouldnt have someone in my room at all times. I like having my own time to myself though.
Since it was the first day of classes, I decided to actually put effort into looking good. I grabbed a quick shower, shaved my face real quick, and put on some nice clothes. It wasnt too hot in Connecticut yet, so I grabbed a pair of dark denim straight legged jeans. I grabbed a burgundy short sleeved shirt and put a blue zip up hoodie over it as well. I also put deodorant and cologne on because I hate not smelling good. Everyone should have their own distinct scent, and colognes the easiest way to accomplish this. I brushed my teeth real quick, threw some gel in my hair to spike it up, grabbed my books, and left for class.
As I was closing the door, the girl who lives across the hall from me was leaving as well. If I was a straight guy, she would have definitely been my type. She has long straight brown hair that has long bangs that covers part of her left eye. She also has light brown eyes and long eye lashes. Overall, she has a smooth face with smooth features. Shes a very pretty girl.
Hi!. She said cheerfully.
Christine, right? I met her the day I was moving my things into my dorm room.
Yep, but I like when people call me Chrissy. I nodded. I want to say that your name is Christian.
I nodded again. We started walking down the hall towards the elevator.
What class do you have right now?
I think I have Economics right now. I quickly checked the schedule in my phone to double check.
Me too! She was way to hyper for nine thirty in the morning.
Do you know where the building is on campus?
Yep.
Oh good, because I dont. I smiled.
We were now outside and the brisk air ran through our bodies.
Are you from New York, Christian?
Yes .is it that obvious?
Kind of, yes.
Damn. We both laughed. And Ive been trying not to sound like Im straight out of the city.
It isnt working that well. She seemed like she had a sense of humor. So do you have a girlfriend that you left back home or some story like that.
If I tell you something about me, will you promise not to tell anyone else, until Im ready to share it with the whole campus?
She nodded.
I dont like girls. She stared at me blankly. Im gay.
Really! She was screaming again. Ive always wanted a gay friend!
Can you try and keep it down, I dont want to advertise it to everyone just yet.
Sorry. She paused as we were walking down a pathway. Why are all the hot guys gay?
Im not that good looking.
Yes you are, Christian. I was going to try and get with you if you were straight. But I guess thats out of the question. She giggled.
Not all gay guys are good looking you know.
Yeah, but where I went to school, all the gay guys that came out were all hot.
Lucky, not many people in my school were good looking that were gay. I think thats why I didnt settle down in high school . Whats your story if you dont mind me asking.
We were getting closer to the academic buildings now.
Well, I had a boyfriend for three years in high school and we pretty much did everything together. We never had those stupid breaks that a lot of people do while theyre in a relationship. We stayed committed to each other every single day of our relationship. Weve talked about what would happen when college came around and we originally decided that we would stay together and do the long distance thing. As the day got closer for us to go to college, we both decided that breaking up to meet and experience new people would be better for the both of us. Were still really close though, and we still text and call each other like normal. I kind of miss him.
I think you made the right decision.
Why do you say that?
Because college is a new slate where you get to be whoever you want to be. Its a time where you get to start fresh and meet a bunch of new people. Plus, if you stayed with your boyfriend, you wouldnt of seen the different possibilities in other people in the world.
I guess so. There was an awkward silence between us. So howd you get accepted here, besides your good looks.
I blushed a little. Well Im kind of smart.
What do you mean by kind of?
Like almost a full scholarship here.
So you meant, youre really smart.
I guess so.
I wish I got a huge scholarship like that here, Im on financial aid, and have to get a part time job to pay for the extra costs here.
Well if you ever need help with anything, dont be afraid to ask.
She hugged me.
When we arrived to our class, we kind of split up. She instantly went to the back of the class and sat at a table with another girl that she seemed to have known already. I instantly went to the front of the class and took an empty table. I was expecting for the room to be huge with all of those little individual desks that have that stadium seating going on. This room wasnt like that though. It was a normal rectangular room that had windows along the back wall and a bunch of black boards on the front one. There were also three rows of five tables in the middle of the room. Each table sat two kids, so there had to be a decent amount of people in this class.
The class eventually filled up and there were only a few open seats left. One of these seat was right next to me. I knew it wasnt because of the way I looked or smelt because of what Christine had just told me. It had to be because it was the first desk in the row and no one wanted to sit that close to the professor.
When the professor came in, everyone instantly stopped talking and watched him close the door and walk to the desk in front of the room. He didnt seem to be that old, but he wasnt exactly young either. If I had to put an age on him, Id say late forties, maybe early fifties tops. He seemed to be in good shape and had all of his hair still. He started to scan the room quickly glancing at all the faces and then stopped on mine.
Christian Costello, I presume? He stuck his hand out. Im Professor Huckins, its a great honor to meet you.
I shook his hand.
I read in your file that you had a perfect 4.0 GPA for your high school career. I nodded. And youre also here on a full ride scholarship.[/FONT]
Chapter 1
[FONT="]Never in my life did I think I would be sitting in a dorm room at Yale University. My parents always pushed me to do well in school and told me from a young age that I had big shoes to fill. They sort of shoved academics down my throat, and didnt encourage me to join any sports during my high school career. From the time I was thirteen, my parents drilled into my head that I needed to get good grades so I could get accepted to a good college on scholarship. Well their wish finally came true.
Before I get too far ahead into this, I should tell you about myself. My names Christian Costello and I come from a family of professionals. My fathers a well known cardiologist in the tri state area, my mothers involved with politics, and my sisters on her way to the top of a banking company. So you can guess that I have a lot of pressure to do well in college.
I think my parents want me to become a lawyer and work in the city everyday, but I dont see myself doing that. Ive always been amazed at how the muscles in the body work together in unison. I think I want to be a physical therapist or something to do with sports medicine. Im currently taking business classes, but when this semester ends, I think Im going to switch into some field of medicine.
In case you didnt catch on what race I am from my name, Im Italian. My great grandparents left Italy not too long ago in search of a better life and eventually found it here in New York. Ever since then, thats where my family resides.
My familys originally from the southern part of Italy, so you can imagine I have pretty dark olive skin. I dont really get white when winter rolls around, and by the time summer comes, I become a nice shade of brown. The weirdest thing about my body would have to be my eyes. I have these steel blue eyes that almost look grey depending on what color Im wearing that day. You dont see many Italians from the south with natural blue eyes. I also have black hair that I like to keep short, since its low maintenance. Occasionally Ill spike it when I go out with people, but thats on a rare occasion.
As for my body, theres nothing really to talk about. A lack of sports and exercise have left my body with nothing. I have some muscle in my legs and arms, and maybe a little in my shoulders, but thats pretty much it. I dont look anorexic but I certainly dont look like Im on steroids. I guess you can say I have a normal body. Im roughly around five foot eleven inches, and probably around 150 pounds. Like I said, normal.
Another thing that you should probably know about me is my sexuality. Im gay, and found out when I was sixteen. I never really liked girls growing up and always found guys more interesting. During sophomore year, I guess you can say I experimented. Me and this junior fooled around and pretty much did everything you could imagine. From there, I probably fooled around with another two or three guys, just to make sure I was gay. Trust me, Im not a whore or anything, but hormones and curiosity can really get the better of someone.
You also may be thinking, since my parents are well-known professionals, that they werent accepting of me when I told them I was gay. Youd be wrong though. My mom completely supported me when I first told her and wanted to know about everything I was going through and things like that. My dad wasnt as accepting of my mom, but he wasnt a complete douche about it. I feel like he still doesnt completely support me, but he still calls me his son, and thats good enough for me.
A majority of my friends from high school supported me too. A few of my guy friends were creeped out by it and stopped talking to me though. It was their lost in my eyes.
So now that you know a little about me, the real story can begin.
* * *
It was nine in the morning of my first real day of college. Classes officially started today and so has my life as a college student. My dorm room didnt feel like my old bedroom in my parents house but it was starting to feel homey. I had my own room to myself because of my scholarship. Supposedly the college administrators felt that if I were given my own room, I would have more time to study and put my brain to good use.
In addition to my own room, I have my own bathroom. Its definitely going to come in handy though. I never have to wait for it to be free or plan my schedule around a roommate. My parents told me that I was going to get lonely because I wouldnt have someone in my room at all times. I like having my own time to myself though.
Since it was the first day of classes, I decided to actually put effort into looking good. I grabbed a quick shower, shaved my face real quick, and put on some nice clothes. It wasnt too hot in Connecticut yet, so I grabbed a pair of dark denim straight legged jeans. I grabbed a burgundy short sleeved shirt and put a blue zip up hoodie over it as well. I also put deodorant and cologne on because I hate not smelling good. Everyone should have their own distinct scent, and colognes the easiest way to accomplish this. I brushed my teeth real quick, threw some gel in my hair to spike it up, grabbed my books, and left for class.
As I was closing the door, the girl who lives across the hall from me was leaving as well. If I was a straight guy, she would have definitely been my type. She has long straight brown hair that has long bangs that covers part of her left eye. She also has light brown eyes and long eye lashes. Overall, she has a smooth face with smooth features. Shes a very pretty girl.
Hi!. She said cheerfully.
Christine, right? I met her the day I was moving my things into my dorm room.
Yep, but I like when people call me Chrissy. I nodded. I want to say that your name is Christian.
I nodded again. We started walking down the hall towards the elevator.
What class do you have right now?
I think I have Economics right now. I quickly checked the schedule in my phone to double check.
Me too! She was way to hyper for nine thirty in the morning.
Do you know where the building is on campus?
Yep.
Oh good, because I dont. I smiled.
We were now outside and the brisk air ran through our bodies.
Are you from New York, Christian?
Yes .is it that obvious?
Kind of, yes.
Damn. We both laughed. And Ive been trying not to sound like Im straight out of the city.
It isnt working that well. She seemed like she had a sense of humor. So do you have a girlfriend that you left back home or some story like that.
If I tell you something about me, will you promise not to tell anyone else, until Im ready to share it with the whole campus?
She nodded.
I dont like girls. She stared at me blankly. Im gay.
Really! She was screaming again. Ive always wanted a gay friend!
Can you try and keep it down, I dont want to advertise it to everyone just yet.
Sorry. She paused as we were walking down a pathway. Why are all the hot guys gay?
Im not that good looking.
Yes you are, Christian. I was going to try and get with you if you were straight. But I guess thats out of the question. She giggled.
Not all gay guys are good looking you know.
Yeah, but where I went to school, all the gay guys that came out were all hot.
Lucky, not many people in my school were good looking that were gay. I think thats why I didnt settle down in high school . Whats your story if you dont mind me asking.
We were getting closer to the academic buildings now.
Well, I had a boyfriend for three years in high school and we pretty much did everything together. We never had those stupid breaks that a lot of people do while theyre in a relationship. We stayed committed to each other every single day of our relationship. Weve talked about what would happen when college came around and we originally decided that we would stay together and do the long distance thing. As the day got closer for us to go to college, we both decided that breaking up to meet and experience new people would be better for the both of us. Were still really close though, and we still text and call each other like normal. I kind of miss him.
I think you made the right decision.
Why do you say that?
Because college is a new slate where you get to be whoever you want to be. Its a time where you get to start fresh and meet a bunch of new people. Plus, if you stayed with your boyfriend, you wouldnt of seen the different possibilities in other people in the world.
I guess so. There was an awkward silence between us. So howd you get accepted here, besides your good looks.
I blushed a little. Well Im kind of smart.
What do you mean by kind of?
Like almost a full scholarship here.
So you meant, youre really smart.
I guess so.
I wish I got a huge scholarship like that here, Im on financial aid, and have to get a part time job to pay for the extra costs here.
Well if you ever need help with anything, dont be afraid to ask.
She hugged me.
When we arrived to our class, we kind of split up. She instantly went to the back of the class and sat at a table with another girl that she seemed to have known already. I instantly went to the front of the class and took an empty table. I was expecting for the room to be huge with all of those little individual desks that have that stadium seating going on. This room wasnt like that though. It was a normal rectangular room that had windows along the back wall and a bunch of black boards on the front one. There were also three rows of five tables in the middle of the room. Each table sat two kids, so there had to be a decent amount of people in this class.
The class eventually filled up and there were only a few open seats left. One of these seat was right next to me. I knew it wasnt because of the way I looked or smelt because of what Christine had just told me. It had to be because it was the first desk in the row and no one wanted to sit that close to the professor.
When the professor came in, everyone instantly stopped talking and watched him close the door and walk to the desk in front of the room. He didnt seem to be that old, but he wasnt exactly young either. If I had to put an age on him, Id say late forties, maybe early fifties tops. He seemed to be in good shape and had all of his hair still. He started to scan the room quickly glancing at all the faces and then stopped on mine.
Christian Costello, I presume? He stuck his hand out. Im Professor Huckins, its a great honor to meet you.
I shook his hand.
I read in your file that you had a perfect 4.0 GPA for your high school career. I nodded. And youre also here on a full ride scholarship.[/FONT]