The wind blew briskly as the fall weather slowly pulled into the crazy town of Austin, Texas. Summer had come and gone in a flash. A young man looked up at the dorm building he would be staying at. This young man is Tavio Nitram, a freshman at UT Austin. He looked down at his legs, which sat perfectly in his new wheelchair. During his senior year of high school, a truck driver, a drunk truck driver, swerved off the road, hitting the young Spaniard, paralyzing him from the waist down.

He gulped again, his brown eyes looking back up at the school. His childhood friend, Gale Makara, ran into the building to get their room numbers and had yet to return, leaving the smaller man outside for all to stare at. Tavio played with the little Pikachu cell phone strap as he waited.

"Hey! Tavbro!" Tavio looked up to see his blond haired friend running back towards him. "We motherf*cking have the same room!" Tavio's eyes widened a bit, then broke out into a grin.

"That's great!" Tavio grinned up at the taller male. Gale stood an impressive six foot 3, making him considerable taller than Tavio.

"We do have another roommate though. Don't know who the motherf*cker is but he's stayin' with us." Gale scratched behind his head. "It's a three bedroom place. They put ya there because of your… ya know." Tavio looked down at his wheelchair and nodded.

"At… At least they, uh, thought of me." Tavio replied, smiling a bit. He looked up at Gale. "What's our room number?"

"Room 612. There's an elevator so we son't have to worry about stairs."Gale grinned a goofy grin. "Come on, Tavbro!" Gale walked behind Tavio and started to push his friend into the dorm building. Tavio chuckled and let his friend push him, almost running, to the elevator. Gale pushed the button and the elevator opened up for them. Gale pushed Tavio in and the doors closed. "Man, this elevator music sucks…" Gale commented and Tavio laughed. The Titanic theme really didn't fit as elevator music, you agreed. Finally, after suffering the terrible selection of so-called "elevator music" , the doors opened on the 6th floor.

"The sign says it's that way." Tavio stated, pointing to the right.

"Got it!" Gale responded, pushing Tavio towards the room. "There!" he pointed to a room with three names under the room number. Gale studied at the three names. "T. Nitram, G. Makara. And D. Strider…." Gale and Tavio exchanged glances before shrugging in unison and Gale opening the door. Tavio's eyes widened. The room was HUGE. Tavio had plenty of room for his wheelchair. Gale smiled at the huge smile on Tavio's face. Both jumped as they heard a sound from the bathroom. Gale slowly opened the door to reveal another young man standing there. He stood a few inches shorter than Gale, about five foot seven maybe. His blond, almost white, hair swept to the side a bit, almost covering his aviator shades he donned on his face. He slowly turned to look at Gale and Tavio.

"Uh… Hi?" Tavio said nervously. The other guy simply nodded at him and went back to brushing his teeth. "S-So, you're D Strider." The other simply nodded and showed them a notebook with his name on it. Tavio took the book and looked at the name. "N-Nice to meet you, Dave."

"Yeah, totally motherf*cking tight man!" Gale said, slapping Dave on the back in a friendly manner. Surprisingly, Dave just punched Gale in the arm in response. Gale grinned at the smaller boy. "I'm Gale, and this motherf*cker is Tavio." Gale motioned at the wheelchair bound boy. Dave simply nodded again and finished brushing his teeth. After he wiped his face, Dave walked out and showed them which bed he'd claimed before laying on said bed. Gale leaned down and whispered in Tavio's ear. "Bro doesn't talk much does he?" Tavio simply shook his head in response.

"He's probably tired. He's uh… already unpacked and all…" Tavio looked up at Gale.

"Good point, Tavbro. Our shit will be here tomorrow. Let's get some sleep." Gale rolled Tavio to one of the remaining beds before lifting him up, placing him on the bed.

"Thanks, Gale." Tavio smiled up at his friend.

"No prob, Tavbro. No prob."