Danny and Kevin lived on the same floor in
the freshmen dormitory, but the similarities ended there. Kevin was
slim and tall and impossibly blonde, and Danny…well, wasn’t. He was
a stocky guy with dusky skin and dark hair that fell to his chin.
He wore it in a half-ponytail, just the top and sides pulled back,
and lived at the opposite end of the hall, as far away from Kevin
as possible without going into the next building. During the first
semester they didn’t say two words to each other—the only reason
Kevin knew Danny’s name was because it was taped to his door like
everyone else’s. He was a rumored pothead; Kevin joined the swim
team and worked part-time at the pool. They were, quite literally,
worlds apart.
Then two weeks ago came spring break. Most
students left campus i
