Bound Shadows

After my last class for the day ends I head off to find my dorm, "Alright, so I'm in Dorm C," I mutter to myself. I make my way to the dorms located outside the school. 'God, I hope I don't someone too crazy for a roommate,' I think to myself. I stop in front of a two-story, house-like building with a silver C emblazoned upon the door. 'I guess this is the dorm, reminds me of back in London.' A sigh escapes my lips as I use the key that I was given, along with my schedule, to unlock and open the door. I push open the door to find one of my roommate on the couch, watching TV.

"Oh, hey Neiro, so you're in this dorm?"

I recognize the blue hair immediately, "Hey Vinyl, uh yeah I-I guess we're roommates." I pick up my stuff and ask, "So, uh, is there an empty room upstairs?"

"There's an empty one right by the top of the stairs," Vinyl answers. I take my stuff upstairs and throw it on the bed in my room. I walk back downstairs.

"So, when do you think the next occupant will sho-" I get cut off by a knocking at the door.

"I guess that's them," Vinyl says with a smug grin. I go to the door and open it to see who it is. A boy with short, shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, and light skin is waiting outside. He's almost my height, average weight, and not too scrawny. He's wearing a bright, yellow jacket, a pale-blue T-shirt, faded jeans, and a pair of red sneakers.

"Hi, I guess you're one of my roommates? By the way my name's James Malheigh," he stated rather enthusiastically. He walked past me into the dorm.

"Uh, I'm Neiro Alneron and the other person here is-"

"Vinyl Scratch," she finished my sentence. James says a quick "hello" and takes one of the available rooms on the ground floor. I pull out my headphones and start listening to Harder Better Faster Stronger by Daft Punk. Vinyl is able to hear my music because of how loud I have it turned up.

"Hey, play that without the headphones, it sounds cool," Vinyl yells over the music.

" 'K," I unplug the headphones and the song blares across the dorm.

"Man, I love this kind of music, then again sometimes I work as a DJ and this is the kind of stuff I play but whatever," Vinyl says as she starts dancing a bit and James just seems a little bored.

"Is this really what you people call music, it's horrible, it's just a lot of highly annoying and repetitive noise and the words are edited horribly, honestly, they sound like they were made from just editing alone," James complains.

"Oh, so would you like for me to play something else then?" I ask, clearly agitated.

"Yes please," James says calmly.

"Alright then," I change the song to Pain by ThreeDaysGrace, "Is that better?"

"I can stand it," James said trying to see how far he could push me.

"THEN WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU WANT TO LISTEN TO?!" I yell at him.

"What do ya' got?" He replies calmly.

"Ugh, you know what, forget it," I give up, "I'm going to bed," I walk up to my room and slam the door shut after I walk in.