My Prince

So it all started when I was 14. I went to a boarding school in a city which I wont say. Now I knew I wasn’t Gay but I knew I wasn’t straight. Not many guys caught my attention except for one. His name was Connor and he was a few months younger than me, and in a grade lower than me. I knew him because he was friends with my friend Steve’s little brother. Since Steve’s little brother liked to tag along with Steve a lot, Connor wasn’t far behind. In my opinion he was utterly perfect. He had shoulder length brown hair (which was a turn-on of mine. Even after all these years, I have to admit it still is) and big, round green eyes. He was short and somewhat skinny but his face was round and cute. This made him look so innocent and pure. I was bound to change that if it killed me.
As for me, I was taller than Connor but not by any means a tall guy. I had jet black hair and hazel eyes that I thought kind of resembled Connor’s. I was skinny and I had just got my braces off so my teeth were pretty perfect which I though made me look more attractive.
Alright so on with the story. I was in my room listening to my friends talk about whatever we talked about back then. I lived alone which most saw as a rare privilege but I was always lonely. Then one of the staff members opened my door and said to report to the principle; Mr. Barlow’s office. My friends started ooh’ing saying I was in trouble so I kicked them out. Upon entering Mr. Barlow’s office I noticed he was stressed out about something, which he always was when someone gets in trouble.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, “Did I do something, sir?”
Mr. Barlow raised his head from his hands and said, “Alex, how would you like a new roommate?”
I liked the idea so I nodded and said, “Yeah sure, is it a new student?”
“No, it is Connor Graham,” he said as my heart exploded into a million pieces, “I’m afraid something has come up and he has to switch roommates.”
“Okay,” I said, trying to keep calm, “but can I ask what came up?”
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you,” said Mr. Barlow. I really wanted to know what problem Connor had so I kept on trying to ask what happened.
“Come on, sir,” I said, “I’m going to find out eventually and from kids that are gonna mess up the story so shouldn’t I hear from a reliable source about who’s gonna be living with me for the rest of the year?”
“Very well,” said the principle, “sit down and I’ll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone.”
“I promise,” I said.
“Alright,” he said, “All I can tell you is that Connor and his roommate, Ben Hubbart(Steve‘s brother), got into and argument about a girl that turned physical. Connor has some bruises but I’m afraid Ben fell down some stairs and has a broken arm. So, since both of them were very well-behaved students before this, I decided to switch their roommate assignments to more responsible older boys.”
(SHIT!!!!) I thought, (Connor fights dirty!!! That’s so fucking hot!!!!) Connor was a very shy boy so it really surprised me that he would do this.
“I see,” I said, “So is that all?”
“Yes that’s all. Connor will move in on Monday so that will give you the weekend to prepare.”
“Thank you” I said.