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 immediately a
