Cars littered the streets. Today was move in day, the day student enter their college dorms. The best school in the country was Voltron University. Everything was displayed in the school. Art, music, performing arts, culinary, cosmetology, sports, science, literature, math, social studies, psychology, military, and business. People from all over came to this school. An artist from south Korea, an astrologist from Japan, a chef from Hawaii, a performer from Mexico, a scientist and astronomer from America, a small group of police officers from Canada, a social study major from France, a handyman from France. At least that is what they wished to become once they left the school.

The passenger car door opened with a loud scream, alarming the girl pushing the door, and her brother who sat beside her. The girl sighed slipping out of the old red mustang and slowly closed the car door. Her brown hair feel in a curly mess ending a little under her ears, her bangs hid her for head creating an uneven range of mountains. Her brown eyes looking through the circular glasses staring at the school. She wore a simple green sweater, that was one size too big for her. Her shorts, falling just above her knees were a light brown. She wore brown combat boots.

Her brother handed her a box annoyed he was still doing all the lifting. His hair matched his sister, and his eyes shimmered the same colour through his circular glasses. He wore a grey hoodie, with blue jeans underneath. His brown converses poked through the bottom of his pants. Handing boxes to his sister, and friends he made the trip to collect their stuff twice. Having twelve level buddies was helpful. Two were mean and only made the run to collect a dolly before leaving.

“Katie, I think this box is yours. Did you label any of your boxes?” The brother yelled down the hall to his sister. Her door was open as she unpacked. She could barely make out what her brother had asked. Popping her head out of her room she looked towards her brother’s door.

“What!? I can't hear you. Something about boxes?” She called back. Huffing she walked towards her brother’s room. “Matt, what was it you asked… that's my box! Give me my box.” Katie yelled running over to take the stuffed green cat out of Matt’s roommate’s hands. She huffed as she carried the box down the hall to her room. The box was light, it held a bunch of stuffed animals. Mostly green or brown.

“Do you want help?” A soft voice asked. Katie turned to see a boy with sparkly blue eyes.

“Uh, sure thanks. Don't touch this box,” Katie said placing her hand on a box by her closet. “This is my clothes, we don't want that.” By this point Katie was wearing a green tank top and brown shorts.her hair was pinned back into pigtails. The boy moved and started to help Katie. “I am Katie by the way. What is your name?”

“I'm Lance, how has the moving been treating you?” Lance made simple talk. Katie replied and they talked as they unpacked. “Okay quick question. You look a lot like Matt as it is, why did you decide to cut your hair?”

“The glasses are fake too. It just kind of happened after our father died. I didn't know what else to do to feel closer to him, so I looked towards Matt for help. Becoming him for a while did help. But I'm lost again.” Katie mumbled the last bit. Her eyes grew dim and foggy. Tears threatened to fall.

“I lost my younger brother last year. He was only sixteen, and he was sick. Cancer, so he eventually got fed up with all of this stupid otherworldly shit we must deal with, and disappeared. Once he was found there was a bullet in his head and a note in his pocket. “Good bye, I'm sorry and I love you.” Was all it said.” Lance mumbled loud enough for Katie to hear.

“My dad was a scientist he was working on something that he knew was dangerous. One day his building caught fire and… lots of people died. My dad was one of them. Some say the fire was purposeful to hide and throw away their science, others say the fire was their punishment for playing with things they shouldn't have. I say the fire was a disaster.” Katie mumbled back looking at the boy who was crying near her.

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Katie eventually joined the group she wore a grey T-shirt two sizes larger than her size. She had black shorts peeking through the bottom of her shirt. She gave a small yawn and sat beside her brother on the floor.

“Hey Matt, can I play with your phone?” Katie asked. Matt looked at her then his phone.

“No, the last time you played with it. I accidentally blew it up the next day.” Matt sighed grabbing his phone.

“This time will be different. I will not add that self destruct safety precaution. Robots and technology will rule the world one day just wait and see. I wanted to add a game I made. Please! I just want to hack a game.” Katie whined. Matt sighed and handed his phone over. Katie smiled as she fiddled with the phone playing with it. Matt took his phone back eventually yawning as he went to his room to sleep. Katie was already fast asleep on the floor.

“Guys, you can't just leave someone in the middle of the halls asleep. A soft whisper yelled. Two strong arms lifted the girl and walked towards her open room. A box sat at the door holding it open. Gently laying the girl on her bed, the boy sighed. “Sleep well, you are on a bed now.” He whispered tucking her in. As he turned to leave he felt a small tug on his sleeve. He turned at looked at the girl.

“Hey, cute boy, what's your name?” She whispered. His face grew red with the unintended compliment.

“Shiro, I'm Shiro.” he answered and slowly made his way back to his room.

“Shiro your face is red, what happened?” His roommate asked. Shiro looked at the boy, his dark hair falling into his face.

“I am screwed.” He answered laying on his bed. "I'm dating Allura and falling for my best friends sister. But she is really cute." Shiro whispered.

"We'll figure out which one feels right. Dating Allura you've done for a while now, but Katie, if you love her and she makes you feel like you two are ment to be. I say go for it." Keith whispered.