Kurt carefully placed his suitcase down on the sidewalk, making sure that it wouldn't roll away with the strong winds. He was happy to be back for his last semester of military school, anything to get away from his father—although he was still very cautious to leave his sister alone with him again. She may be 14 years old now, but she still needed protection—and Kurt knows now that the only way to provide her that is to finish school, especially after he stayed back for two years from sneaking out late at night just for that reason—to make sure his sister was ok.
He smiled at her, opening his arms for a hug. "You know you're going to miss me." Sarah scoffed, returning the hug. "Yeah cause I'm really going to miss you waking me up early for no reason. Vacations are supposed to be for sleeping in." Kurt chuckled, waking up early had become a normal after joining a military school—besides he had always been an early riser. "Well I guess the next time I see you will be at graduation, finally free from anyone telling you what to do. Must be nice."
"You have no idea." Sarah glanced over her shoulder, staring into the car. "I guess dad isn't saying goodbye."
"Guess not," replied Kurt, watching his father grip the steering wheel of the car with his right hand. "I'll call you later this week, just to make sure you're settled," Sarah said, giving Kurt one last hug. She jumped in the passenger side seat, and waved goodbye. Kurt waved back, watching his family drive out of distance. Letting out a deep exhale, Kurt grabbed his suitcase and headed inside. There weren't too many people back yet, but everyone had the entire day to return, so it wasn't too shocking. As much as he loved his sister, Kurt wanted to go back as early as possible to get some distance from his father.
Stopping for a moment, deciding if he should pick up breakfast first or unpack, Kurt saw a group of three people up ahead deep in an argument. "I don't care if you don't want him to go here. It's my decision as the parent, and it's final." The girl who had clearly not liked that response gave a frustrated cry. Not wanting to eavesdrop on any more of the conversation, Kurt continued forward, glancing down at his untied sneaker. When had that happened? Being distracted, Kurt walked right into someone, his embarrassment already catching up with him. He went to apologize, but when he looked up he was caught off guard at the look the girl was giving him. "Watch where you're going, asshole." She stormed passed him, Kurt glancing back at her. Kurt can't recall ever seeing someone with such bright green eyes, but so much anger. Right, sorry, Kurt thought sarcastically. He turned around to be greeted what he assumed was maybe the girl's guardian. "I'm sorry about that, Remi has quite the temper on her. She doesn't want her brother attending this school, but she doesn't seem to accept as her mother I get the final say." Mother, for some reason that didn't seem right to Kurt. He wasn't sensing a motherly vibe off her, especially when the boy, who Kurt can only assume to be Remi's brother, stood a couple feet away from her and not side by side. It wasn't his place to judge though. "What's your name?" The lady asked, smiling at him. "Kurt Weller, Ma'm."
"Well Kurt Weller, I'm Ellen. Ellen Briggs."