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Dear Justin,

It's been a weird week honestly. Harry and I've been hanging out a lot lately. With you gone, I thought I would become lonely but since harry... I guess I was wrong. Dad has been quite sick lately, I don't know but he keeps complaining of mild headaches. Mother advised him to visit a doctor but he refused. I hope he gets better. Justin, please talk to him and tell him to get an appointment! He doesn't listen to me, I think you can convince him. 

I hope that you'll write back!

 Miss you.

  Your sister,                                                                                                                            El :)

"Dad, I am going out! Will be back till dinner!"- I say as I fold the letter and stick a stamp on the envelope.
I need to post it today then only it will reach on time! I just don't understand what type of college doesn't allow students to use emails or messaging apps. I mean we're in the 21st century already. What kind of college is he in? Or is it a prison? What is it?
I post the letter in the letterbox which is quite close to my house as I ride my bicycle.

Should I explore the town? I've almost covered half of it with Harry. But I guess I need to explore it on my own. Anyways, I'm being dependent on Harry a lot these days and I think I need to stop. I was never the one to make friends and be dependent on them for mere things that I can do myself. But with Harry... He makes me want to lean on him for everything. He makes me feel that I can do anything if I'm with him.
I start paddling rashly rather slowly letting the cold wind hit my face as the thought of being dependent on someone else other than my brother crosses my mind which makes me miserable and I hate it. I guess I'll just go home and complete my assignment so I turn my bicycle and start moving towards my home.

I leave the bicycle on the front porch on reaching and go inside the house.
"I thought you'd be home by dinner"- Mother says as she glares at me. This bitch again, I'm honestly in no mood to deal with her right now. Like I'm already in such a horrible mood and then you expect me to answer the non-essential, non-obligatory, annoying questions of her half of which don't even make sense.
"Yea"- I reply clearly annoyed by her presence. She grits her teeth in her mouth as her jaw tightens at my answer. I glance at her for a moment and decide to leave before she says anything, not taking any of her bullshit. I go to my room to proceed with my initial plan which was studying. 

Next Morning :
I woke up only to find that I was sleeping on my desk. I see my notebook and pen lying next to me with my completed work. And, What? I can't believe it, I completed my homework that has been pending for ages! This is going to be quite a treat for my teachers. They've been going easy on me since I was new but it's been a week now since I started school and every bit of my assignment was overdue. But not anymore. I squeal in happiness as I stretch my back, straightening it.

I quickly put the stuff in my bag as I glance at the clock. It's already 7 a.m. and I need to reach school by 7:30. I change myself into whatever I can find in my closet. I put on my hoodie's cap as my hair is not in the condition to be seen.

I hurry down the stairs and see my dad at his usual coffee table. I give him a quick hug and leave the house. I gotta ride on my bicycle today. I cringe at the thought. Not that I don't love my bike or anything I just think that I am a little too old to ride a bike. I mean it's my senior year I am supposed to be driving a car by now but what am I doing is riding a bike!

I paddle as fast as I can and within half an hour I am in front of the school. Honestly, if I had a car I would be here in 15 minutes. Now I know that my dad is so rich then why don't I have a car? Well, it's because he is afraid of cars. He himself doesn't own a car! I don't know what kind of phobia it is... But whatever it is it annoys me... in fact, everyone.