Alex's pov

I looked out the window of the taxi to see crowds of New Yorkers bustling around the city, going about their day. It was never like that back in Nevis, everyone knew everyone and always stopped to talk to one another. My mind drifts to thoughts of my old home 

A voice jerks me back to reality "We're here, that'll be $25.69" I check my wallet and realize that I only have a 20. 

well shit. 

I grab my bag and prepare to sprint. Throwing the bill in his face, I call out "keep the change" and run for my life.

It's easy to sprint with the amount of stuff I'm carrying because I'm so broke that I only have 2 pairs of clothes and the bare necessities, along with my old beat-up laptop. Here's the thing... I like to dress more feminine, but I've never had the money to buy clothes, so I only wore hand-me-downs from my older brother. Plus if I had expressed the want to act even slightly less "manly" my father would have beat the crap outta me, and after he left we barley stayed off the streets.

As I push my way through the sea of humans I feel drops of water land on my head. Rain is what usually triggers my panic attacks, but this is only a drizzle so I should be fine... or at least make it to the dorms. Then I see some idiot spinning around in the middle of the sidewalk with a turtle umbrella and humming singing in the rain.

what a nice way to start my first day in New York, the greatest city in the world! 

John's pov 

I jump out of the Uber and notice that it's raining, just a light drizzle but its enough for me to take out my umbrella (turtles obviously).

 I've always liked the rain, it has always felt refreshing and renewing, who knows maybe I'm the son of Poseidon. 

Spinning around on the sidewalk just felt natural at the time, then again so did humming singing in the rain VERY loudly. (a/n- I fricking love that movie) 

NOTE TO SELF: NEVER DO THAT AGAIN

I continued walking, staring up at the skyscrapers around me, tipping back my umbrella and tilting my face toward the sky. Towering structures of glass and steel, so intimidating. 

Suddenly I bump into a tall man with a mass of curly black hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore a t-shirt that was half the French flag and half the American flag and jeans. I stumbled and fell, landing in a puddle.

"Oh! I am very sorry mon ami, are you ok?" he said and held out a hand to help me up. 

I took it and pulled myself to my feet, responding with "I'm fine, thanks" and a smile.

 He asked my name and I introduced myself. he said that he was from France and that his name was... y'know fuck it there's NO way I'm gonna remember that name so I'll just call him Lafayette, or laf for short.

I told him that I was going to college at King's, AND HE SAID THAT HE WAS TOO! 

We had been talking for a while when I remembered that I need to get to my dorms! 

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A/N- hey, I know this first chapter is horrible and short, but I just need to get through these first few chapters and then we'll be good. I have the plot planned out for the next bunch of chapters. a few things that I should mention:

I have 0 grammar skilz and don't know how the heck to use commas

there will be cursing and possibly smut in this book, but I'm not sure about smut yet

some of the chapters will be super short 

the writing in the first set of chapters will be shit cause I just have to set up the basic stuff

anyway, thank you for reading this, ur the best! (i honestly don't know if anyone is gonna read this) BYEEEEEE