"You shouldn't have done that, Mickey." She said and sighed as she dabbed a cotton ball on the cut on my cheek. "You should've atleast heard his side of the story." She scolded.

I rolled my eyes slightly. Typical Evie. I swear she's going to get gray hair from how much she worries. She's been like that since we were kids. "Your side is the only one that matters." I told her.

The kid I hit deserved it anyway. Somehow, Evie's tiffin box had ended up in that guy's bag. She'd been saying it was an accident but I know my Evie doesn't make accidents like that.

Her eyes were slightly furrowed in concentration as she tended to the cut on my cheek. That guy actually managed to throw in a punch at the beginning, but that was the end of it. I almost hoped he would make it fun for me, but nah.

"You still have to stop fighting everyone. Violence isn't a solution to everything." She chided.