"Is there a reason you're following me?" A curt voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked beside me to see Leo waiting for the elevator as well. My eyes widened slightly. I didn't even realize he was there.
"Oh, I'm not following you. I didn't get a chance to unpack earlier, so I'm heading to my room," I explained quickly. He scoffed but didn't say anything else on the matter. We both took the elevator to the second floor and got off. The more I looked at it, the more it looked like I was following him. It got even weirder when we both stopped at the same door: 210. He sighed before taking his hands out of his pockets.
"Use your key if you want to prove that you're not following me," he said without even looking at me. I fumbled getting my room key out of my pocket before I stepped around him and unlocked the door. He brushed past me into the room with me following suit. I closed the door behind me and shuffled further into the room.
"I-I guess we're roommates," I muttered.
"If you're going to say something, speak up. There's no use for being timid, especially in a competitive place like this," he snapped at me and he finally turned to look at me. I found myself nodding before I could stop myself. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose briefly.
"My name is Leo. I swim. That's all you need to know about me. I don't like a lot of noise, so don't bother me with sounds. I keep the room clean and I expect you to do the same. Don't touch my things, ever. Cooking is not allowed in the rooms. Don't leave anything in here that smells. I don't care if the smell is good or bad. Keep your dirty clothes off the floor, and keep your things confined to your areas. There, I think that about does it for the rules of the room. Any questions?" He rattled off quickly. I'd barely spoken two words to the guy and he already seemed annoyed with me.
"Have I offended you somehow?" I asked unsurely. His eyes snapped to mine. I guess he wasn't expecting that question.
"I don't like people, and I don't like people in my space," he answered.
"Well then can I add a rule?" I asked. He seemed curious as he crossed his arms and waited.
"Don't walk around naked, and knock before you enter the bathroom," I continued. He thought for a moment before he nodded.
"Okay, deal," he agreed. He turned on his heels and went to his bed area. I sighed and dragged my luggage up the ladder to the loft and began unpacking. This new roommate was going to be a pain in my ass. He seemed arrogant and hard to handle. After I finished unpacking, I made sure to hide my girl things inside the bean bag provided in the loft. It was the safest place I could find. I checked my schedule before checking the time. It was lunchtime and next was sport time. I packed my issued gym clothes into my backpack quickly. I climbed down to see Leo already grabbing his backpack. He stared at me as I stared back at him.
"Can I follow you to cafeteria? I don't know where it is," I asked quickly. He sighed before walking past me.
"Just this once," he allowed. I grabbed my ID, meal card, and room key before chasing after him, locking the door behind me. As I walked down the corridor next to Leo, people stared. I could tell that no one really hung out with Leo by their reactions. We left the dorm and took the walking path to the main building. Inside, we passed the front office and got to the cafeteria. It was huge with tons of seating and food options. The entire back wall was covered in windows, filtering in a lot of sunlight.
"I take it you can handle it from here," he said as he continued walking. I stopped as I sighed and shook my head at him. He was so unsociable.
"It's not everyday Leo talks to someone. You must be new here. I'm Easton; swim team," someone said from behind me. I turned to see a tall guy with blonde hair and hazel eyes. I held out my hand to him.
"I'm Sky; fencing," I smiled back at him. I thought a moment before opening my mouth again.
"Is it common to ask or give your sport when introducing yourself?" I asked curiously. He chuckled and swung an arm around my shoulders as he led me to the line for food.
"It's expected here. Everyone here is here because they're exceptional at some kind of sport. Most guys here are Olympic bound. Your sport is apart of your identity," he explained.
"Wait, so you're on the swim team with Leo? How do you deal with him being so prickly?" I asked. He sighed as we waited in line.
"He wasn't always like that. He used to be on the junior Olympic team. There wasn't a race he couldn't win. Last year, some kind of accident happened, and he's been like this ever since. He also couldn't compete anymore after that. He false starts every time," Easton explained.
"What accident?" I asked. He shrugged.
"No one really knows. It happened during a break. Some say it was a car accident, others think he witnessed a murder, but it's all speculation," he explained. We got our food before taking a seat at an empty table.