Chapter 19

Seven’s POV

“Atlas, how are you?” Sean was calling.

He called every day after lunch since I had been here. He was mostly calling to know if I was getting comfortable being here. I wish I could tell him that I was tired already and I was getting bored being alone.

“Fine, Sean, when are you due to be here?” I asked.

We had never been the type of siblings that hid the way we felt about being in the same place. Sean was the better version of me. He was what I wanted to be when I was his age or when I decided to get my life together.

I didn’t mind that he was always buried in his computer most of the times we were together, he always made time for me if I requested it.

That was how he was, and I was grateful for that.

“Very soon, I just need to dot my I’s before I leave Atlanta,” he said.

I sighed, I wish he could be here so I could tell him what I have learned so far from being at the same table with the well-informed students.