Travis finished buttoning up his shirt, leaving the ends untucked. Living in a Condo near the school had it's perks, but also had it's faults. He could leave a few minutes before the bell, but students would know where he lived. His bedroom was bare, with only a bed, a dresser, and mirror. He had no TV, and no computer. He did have what seemed like a million books lined along the wall on shelves, that covered each direction all ranging from history to mythology to astronomy and so on, with a small couch in the corner where he could sit and read. Running his hand through his short blond hair, he gave himself one final look over, before decided to leave. Grabbing his books and his Violin, he began the short walk to school from his condo.