Scott's pov.

My relationship with father was strained, it was strained because the more I grew up the more we drifted apart.

The more the more I found out that I did not have the same scope of interests like him, the more he also found that out.

Plus he also had work. He had work and so I had stuck with mum for most of the time.

Well it's not like she wasn't sufficient, she was sufficient, she was enough for me considering the fact that we also loved the same things.

We loved the same things and I'm guessing at this is why I actually loved mum more.

This is why I miss mum more because she was that person who made me feel myself.

She was that person who was simply around so when everything was crumbling around me, she was that person i went to so i could ask questions about exactly how I was feeling, and for most of the time she was accommodating.

She was really accommodating and no matter how much she berated Arya at the fact that she was getting involved in relationships at such a young age, she never failed to give me advice.

She never failed to give me advice when I started feeling this sudden emotions for a new girl in our class, she never stopped to give me advice on what I could do when I was not so sure of my emotions anymore.

It was always advice, advice and advice all the way with her and that's what I love her for.

I love her for it because I felt advice made the base rock for a stable life.

Considering the person who was saying this, I'm considering the person who was saying this and I have to say that she gave really good advice, she gave really good advice, she gave really sound advice and I'm guessing that is why Arya and I and so different.

I'm guessing that is why Arya and I are so different because she was a daddy's girl and I was a mum's boy.

She wasn't dad's guy and I was a Mama's boy and so we were totally two different people.

Father didn't really understand exactly the intricacies of high school relationships and so when Arya had regaled him with tales of how many boys she liked in class, and how many boys liked her back, he let her know everything about the intricacies of relationships, he let her know everything about the intricacies of relationships but yet I never knew anything of it because Mum told me that it was not healthy for me at my age.

She told me that it was not healthy for me at my current age as I would get roped into things that i didn't want to.

She made me learn before I went out.

That was something i had never heard of before and it is always her that I carry with me.

It is that inquisitive mind of hers that I feel i carry with me.

It is almost something of a genetic deposit because I feel it, i feel exactly how much she loved me, I feel exactly how much she loved me to simply give me such advice on such a variety of stuff.

I'm guessing that is why I have never experienced the sensation that they call heart break and yes, that is why I've never experienced the phenomenon but they call a separation when my sister has experienced it five times.

She has experienced it five good times and I almost begin feeling sorry for her.

I begin feeling sorry for her when I turn back and I see her face light up.

A ripple goes through the crowd.