My brother, Mikki, fit in more than I did in the academy. We were in the same class, I had skipped a grade.

Mikki learned quickly that we didn't need to be quiet or follow all the orders given. He was liked my all of our class, I on the other hand had a very hard time adjusting. I was always was quiet and didn't know when it was appropriate to speak. Mikki always tried to help me, the kids in the class knew our past. They just knew us as the war hero's children. 

The girls in the class tried to get close to me just so they could get on my brothers good side. I thought they were my actual friends. I was wrong.

I walked past the girls locker room to change for the army education class. I heard them talking. How they were going to use me. I didn't know what to do so I ran to my dorm room. Mikki and I shared the room. When I didn't show up he figured what was going on. From then on he ignored all the girls in the class for my sake. 

Back then I was getting better, I started to know when to talk and when not to. That incident changed me, I became more reserved.

I only talked to the teacher and my brother. At one point they called my father.

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A tall, handsome, muscular walked slowly into the building. Children could be heard, running, talking, laughing.

"Sir, you came." said a very formally dress man.

"For my only family, of course I would." said the tall man.

"The children are all excited to meet their war hero."

"Hmmm"

The two men continued to walk. As they passed classrooms children would jump out their seats and run after them. They were all cheering. 

The men stopped after they reached a particular classroom. The tall man looked lovingly through the window. 

In the classroom the children could hear the bustle from outside. They were excited, they knew their favorite person was coming. As the door opened, two children came running.

"PAPA!"

They hugged the muscular man.

"Mikki! Kristi!"

The tall man broke into a smile as he picked them up. Even though the two kids were fourteen and fifteen, they acted like small children in front of their father.

Every student was jealous if them. They wanted a famous war hero as their father.