Chapter Three

Meeting and Greeting

Point of View: Grem Hood

"Let's see, ninety-four, ninety-five, ninety-six, here it is," I said to myself and stopped at the door of our dorm. "Grem, who are they?" Acer asked and nodded to two other cars heading toward us. "They might be our room-mates," I said looking at my paper. Soon, the other cars had stopped in front of us, and looked a bit confused.

"Hello, chaps," said the car on the right. He was a light green car, and sounded like he was from around here. "Guten-tag," said the car on the left. This car was very small, had glasses, and a bow tie. "Hey," I said figuring that they were our room-mates. "S'up," Acer said, giving the other cars a slight glance. "Do either of you have a key?" I asked, making conversation, and also because I didn't. "I've got a key. Room ninety-six, correct?" said the green car. "Yep," said Acer and we unlocked the door.

Point of View: Acer Hood

After we got into the room, we started getting to know each other more. "S-so, uh, what are your names?" I asked trying to get things started. "My name is Miles, Miles Axelrod," said the green car. "Und, my name is Alexander, Alexander Zundapp," the smaller car whom was staying close to Miles said with a thick German accent.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Grem, and this is my brother, Acer," Grem said and motioned his tire toward me. I just glanced in their general direction. I had never been one to talk much with new cars. 'Wait, Alexander looks like a Zundapp Janus 250, a lemon model,' I thought to myself, recognizing the shape of Alexander's body. 'But, what about Miles,' I continued to think, unsure. I mentally shrugged; I would figure it out later.