"Everything is not ok," Preston thought, frantically scanning over his map of the university. His amber gaze kept darting from the paper to his surroundings. "I'm going to get lost..."

He stifled a groan and whipped out his phone. He moved off the sidewalk and took a seat on a nearby bench. He sent a quick text to Max.

FuckingAdorable: Max, I'm scared. I'm so going to get lost here!
HethinksI'mcute: what did you tell me on my first day?
HethinksI'mcute: hm...
HethinksI'mcute: "we'll be fine"?
FuckingAdorable: Damn you for actually listening.
HethinksI'mcute: Pres, you'll be ok
FuckingAdorable: Are you sure?
HethinksI'mcute: positive
HethinksI'mcute: if being cute was a class, you'd pass it
FuckingAdorable: Awwww, babeeeeee!
HethinksI'mcute: what? It's true
FuckingAdorable: Stop, you're making me blush!
HethinksI'mcute: aw
HethinksI'mcute: sucks I'm not there to see it

The college student pulled up the front of his sweater to hide his red face. He snapped a photo and sent it to his boyfriend. Right as he hit send, someone called his name.

"Preston?"

He glanced up towards the voice. "Harrison!" The dramatic teen got up and hugged his friend. "I didn't know you were going here!"

The other laughed and hugged him back. "I didn't either." He pulled away, looking his friend up and down. "Dammit, you're still taller than me."

"I can't help that I'm five eleven!" he said defensively. The strawberry blond rolled his eyes fondly. "Yeah, yeah. I think I saw Neil earlier."

"Really?" Preston asked, responding to another text. The teen nodded. "Wanna go meet up with him?"

He smiled and put his phone away. "Sure!" Standing up, he followed the magician down the sidewalk. "Yay, I'm not entirely alone..." he thought happily.