Story: A Valentine's Story

I don’t know when it started. Me waiting for my big brother to pick me, the invisible little girl, up after school. When we were in primary school I’d wait for him to finish his classes and killed the time drawing, writing, observing people, listening to his teacher talking, doing anything to kill the time. His lessons usually stopped an hour after mine. My brother was my best friend for a long time, till Matt showed up, and also tagged along, first walking, and then in the car. My brother and Matt never really got along, but tried for me.
As I said, I didn’t know when it started, Tony, my big brother, taking me home. But I know when it ended, halfway into my freshman year. Valentine’s day to be precise. And I’ll never forget.