"I was 'bout to give you all of me on all the weekends And all I wanted was apologies and all of your bed, uh Over my heels and fallin' on my head But all of my feels were already dead And if I could rewind it for you If you could remind me of What I felt before I fell for your idea of love out here"

"Love is when you try to place it out your mind But you can't turn the radio down And you can't think of anyone else And love is when you try to make it out alive"

When my mother said a reluctant yes to the transfer student program, I'm guessing she hadnt expected me to end up dorming with five other guys, Theo Ramírez, Mateo Jameson, Logan Haidenson, Mason Camino, and Stiles O'Brien, at the American boarding school they sent me to. Not that I can't be trusted with boys, because i can be, mainly because I've had close to no experience with boys. But my mom can get crazy about sleeping near boys, especially since that's how she ended up with me at 16 and got kicked out, but she wouldnt kick me out ofcourse.

I was imagining a clean room with two or three girls, with neat beds and clean walls, so you can imagine my shock when I walked into dorm 405 and saw the drawn on walls covered in posters of half naked girls, the messy beds and rubbish all over the floor, and even worse when i saw the five boys smoking out of the window. Quickly! Make a run for it now! i was about to quickly get out to talk to the school counsellor but i was stopped when one of the boys, a tan skinned and curly haired boy, who was one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen, turned around and smirked at me.

"Fresh meat is here, boys." He slapped the shoulder of the guy beside him, making the rest turn around. Three of them, including the first one, wore handsome smirks, the other two with pretty smiles. It was intimidating how they all looked attractive in each their own way.

"The name is Theodore Ramírez, or Theo. What's yours, pretty?" the boy said. He ran his hand through his curly hair as the group looked at me.