I huff and sit in front of Mia during lunch.
"Alex?" She looks up in amazement.
"One and only." I respond dryly.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were home sick."
"I was." I confirmed. "Until a particular somebody texted me that my brother was about to commit murder."
"Oh." She mutters.
"How's he?"
"Who are we talking about here?" I ask.
Because I know two people I'm worried about.
"Who else? Alec."
"Well, I attended to the bruises on his knuckles and he's alright since he's shouting he loves me at every chance he sees me."
"Yeah he's alright." She nods.
I pick on my food. I glance towards Matt's seat to find it empty.
Wonder where he is. Wonder how bad he's injured. Wonder if he's alright.
"Okay, I'm just going to ask." I turn to her and she sighs. "What th
