It was a weird ride going to college. But what was weirder was that he wanted to come with me.
"You cannot come inside," I said when I saw him behind me at the door.
"I am ordered to," He simply stated looking directly into my eyes. There were people around and were doing what they do, staring. At me, and more precisely at him. And he was looking at my eyes and I was trying not to look into his eyes.
"You are not allowed in," I whispered spoke so only he could hear.
"I have a permission letter," Be said, pulling out a document from his jacket and showing me.
"Permission letter? From who? How?" I asked. All of this was happening right in the middle of the stairs, which were covered with people, all wanting to know what I was doing with him.
"Your father, he got it from the direc
