His eye caught movement at the school gate and automatically searched for the face he had seen every day for the last three days. He found her blue eyes, sad blue eyes that told the tale of a lost and hurt girl. Her blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail and the ends of her hair swished just below her waist where her school uniform shirt met her skirt. She looked good in the white and blue school uniform. Jason would have thought so too.
He watched her as she crossed the street and made her way to the bus. He saw her fear when someone grabbed her from behind but she relaxed when she saw the younger boy behind her. They had the same eyes, and he knew from the last few days that the boy was her sibling.
He understood her fear. He found her too late to stop it but stopping it would have ruined his best friend's life and a part of what he was. He wouldn't have stopped it even if he was in time. He wished that what happened could have happened differently but it was too late now. What happened happened. She would not understand it now but someday she would.