(Macas P.O.V.)
"Here Odd, I'll take that back now." I say as I take the box back from Odd.
"Come on, we'll take you to your room now…" Ulrich says, gesturing to me to start walking with him.
"Hey come on, let me take your backpack then, there is no way I can't carry a damn backpack!" Odd says as he runs to catch up with me.
"Okay, here you go…" I notice Ulrich's eyes widen as I shift the box to one hand so I can take my backpack off, but I say nothing.
Jeez Ulrich, it's not that amazing… I guess I got pretty strong moving those boxes all the time while my dad moves around…
"I hope you can handle this Odd, it's only about 20 pounds."
"Hey Macas, how did you manage to fit all that stuff into one small box?" Ulrich asks me.
"My family moves usually every couple of months, I got pretty adept at packing boxes."
"Why does your family move so much?"
"My dad has an international job, it takes him all over the world."
"Cool.Since you live all over, where would you consider home?"
"Umm… I guess my last house in America, we stayed there for about 2 years…"
"Where were you born?" Odd chimes in.
"Ironically, that same town. What about you guys? Birthplaces? Move often?
"Born and raised in France, I've only moved twice." Says Ulrich.
"Born in America, lived there for about 7 years, then moved here. Stayed here since." Odd says.
"Is this it?" I say as we walk around a corner.
"Yup, this is our hallway, I'm not surprised you couldn't find it, you kinda have to know where you're going." Says Odd
"352…353…354, this is it. Thanks guys."
"Come on, we'll help you get unpacked."
Wow, these guys are pretty nice, much better than Sissi…(Ulrich P.O.V.)
We walk inside and unpack Macas' stuff; it's amazing how much stuff he jammed into one medium box and one large one.
"Hey, Macas, even though I'm basically computer handicapped, I still know that you usually have monitors along with the rest of your setup. But there isn't any in here." Odd says.
"Actually you're right. I have my 3 monitors being shipped to me from America. I just hope they make it intact."
"3 monitors? That's more than even Jeremie has!"
"So I'm assuming that Jeremie is the resident computer geek?"
"Yup that's Einstein alright." Odd says as he dumps the contents of my backpack onto my bed.
"So Ulrich, you're French, Odd's American, I'm American, Jeremie seems to be French too…" Macas says, listing us all off in turn.
"Yup, you guessed right." Odd interrupts.
(Back to Macas P.O.V.)
"…and Yumi is?" I say.
"Full-blooded Japanese." Says Ulrich, turning around so I won't see him slightly blush.
Okay, I think Ulrich likes Yumi… just a hunch."But what's Aelita?"
"Uhh…" Ulrich says glancing nervously to Odd.
"She's my cousin from Canada."
"Oh yah… right." Ulrich says, obviously relieved for some reason…
"Okay, thanks guys, I can handle it from here." I say, hoping I can get a chance to set up my computer now.
"Sure, if you need us, we'll be over in our dorm for a while. Number 349, it's just down the hall." Ulrich says as he and Odd leave waving goodbye.
Okay, now to computer business, I hope my monitors get here soon and in one piece.
I take off my jacket and start putting my clothes in the closet.
"Oh, and Macas…" Odd poked his head back in, making me jump, grabbing my jacket really quick and putting it on before he notices. Luckily, he was looking at my CD collection.
"Yah?"
"Lunchtime is at 12:30, don't miss it, we'll see you there!" Odd says looking very excited and leaving again.
"Thanks Odd, I'll be there!" I call after him.
Lets see it's right now (pulls out clock from box) 11:49, I have plenty of time to do whatever. As for Odd, I really hope he didn't see. I don't want to think about what he would say if someone found out that… no, don't think like that. No one's going to find out!
(Odd P.O.V.)
"Hey Ulrich wait up! I forgot to tell him something!" I say, Ulrich gives me the look, the kinda look that says what-now-if-it's-not-important-who-cares look. I have a feeling he was thinking about his precious Yumi…
"What did you forget?" Ulrich says, kinda exasperated. "If it's about lunch, hurry up and I'll be in our room finishing that music assignment due Monday."
I say nothing but give him a you-read-me-like-an-open-book kinda look and take off running back.
I run back and peek my head in.
I can do nothing but stare at the many bruises that cover his arms. Most of them look new, as though he got them just before arriving.
I wonder where he got all those from… there's too many to just be from falling down the stairs, or tripping on the sidewalk…
I give a start as I realize I've been staring at him for like 2 minutes and remember what I was going to say.
Ok Odd, don't say anything. This isn't your business and if he wants to talk about it, he will… wait, what was I going to say? Oh yah…
"Oh, and Macas…"
Wow, he jumped like a foot in the air, he must not want anyone to know about it…I pretend to look at his huge collection of CD's as he hurriedly puts his jacket on, covering all the bruises.
"Y-yah?" He says, stuttering a little.
"Lunchtime is at 12:30, don't miss it, we'll see you there!" I put on a fake excited smile and leave the room, jogging quickly down to my dorm.
Should I tell Ulrich about this? No, I don't think so… if Macas want's to tell us, he will.