Evan slowly stepped out of the car, looking around him. He could feel his heart clench and his palms start sweating. Closing his eyes, he took a few deep breaths to calm his racing heart. He was faintly aware of his mom and dad stepping out of the car as well. His mom - it always felt wrong to call her by that, even if he'd lived with her as his mom for the past 11 years - smiled at him, and he managed a weak smile back.
"Are you ready?" she asked excitedly, a smile on her face. Behind her, his siblings - Jason and Alexis - stepped out of the car, already looking bored.
"Y-yeah." That was all he had been able to manage. He feared that if he continued, he'd just turn into a stuttering mess. He was aware of the way his dad looked at him, and pointedly refused to make eye contact. After a moment, he spoke up.
"Well, let's go find your dorm then."
After a long moment in which they searched for someone who actually knew anything on campus, they were able to find where Evan would be for the next year. He gulped and stepped over to it. They had gone to get all his stuff, wanting to get him all settled in. He was almost positive that they just wanted to get rid of him already.
Evan had wanted to stay with his mom. His ireal/i mom. Heidi. Not with his dad and, later, the woman he married. And he almost would have, too. But something had happened - as a 7-year old, he never really understood what, and was now too scared to ask - and he ended up going to Colorado with his dad. After a year, he got married to Megan. A year after that, they had their first kid, Jason. And later they had Alexis. He'd never really felt comfortable with any of them. He generally tried to avoid them whenever he could.
Sooner than Evan would have liked, they reached his dorm. Taking a deep breath, he held one of the boxes he had brought and started the trek up the stairs to his room. He was on the 3rd floor, so it wasn't too bad. Still, he wondered why they couldn't have just installed elevators. It would have made his, and he's sure many other's, lives easier.
By the time they reached his room, Evan was out of breath. They had managed to get everything in one trip - he didn't have a lot - so that was nice. He caught his breath in front of the door for a bit and listened to see if anyone else was in there. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be the first one there or not. After a moment, he gave up trying to tell - either no one was there or they were really quiet - and opened the door.
The first thing he saw was the large boy, roughly his age, with long dark brown hair that was slightly curly, and had on a black hoodie and tight black jeans. He was staring back at him, and he noticed that he had blue and brown eyes.
Looks like he wasn't the first one here.