Amelia's pov   

       "... I have to go. Tell Dad I love him, right? Bye"   

       I'm depleted from family dramas. Are you satisfied? Are you having fun? Have fun!... Follow your brother's footsteps, darling. Who's the guy? Send us pictures. Put the books away. Don't be that rigid…yadda.   

       Alex knows how to steal my attention, what is he… bullying that kid?   

       "Bless you, strong sirs"   

       The poor kid is terrified. What's wrong with his face? Seriously? Is he happy right now? Hmh.    

      I have been rescuing kids like him since my first year. From my big brother, who is Alex's master.  

        Alex is the worst, he coerces the feeble, whereas my brother bullied the giants. He graduated from this same institute with a BA.   

        Alex and his goons terrorize the campus now, always begging for attention from whoever they feel threatened by.  

        From best freshman players, wealthy, smarter, top dressed, and whoever they have competition over girls with. This poor boy doesn't meet the criteria. He's just a normal kid, a dictionary definition of that.    

      He and his goons perform terribly in classes, the only thing keeping them here is their excellence in sports and the hand-outs their families donate to this particular university. My family is guilty as charged, all because of my brother.   

       I'm not taking a walk because it's what I do, not today. There is a conflict in my mind which is clogging my thinking, walking eases my anxiety.   

       I hardly have bad days.