Chris and his other friends, cheered for him. They never knew that Brad had so much strength in him. Brad was very skinny for a nineteen-year old. He was sporting a maroon s.h.i.+rt over a white t-s.h.i.+rt paired with ash-colored jeans and a pair of white sneakers. He looked das.h.i.+ng as always. The girls in their college swooned over his handsome looks and his recent performance but he paid no attention to it. He was crowned as a genius painter today. But look, what happened! People couldn't take it and came to bother him. So, he did not bother about Samuel any further and left with his group of friends.

"Brad, that was awesome, bro!" Chris said as soon as they left the college. It was nearly midnight. They studied in the night s.h.i.+fts. They walked over the University Heights Bridge as they chatted among themselves. They made fun among themselves and chatted mostly about the fight earlier.

"Bro, you are just amazing!", Aiden thought of that kick and laughed out loud as he commented. But his face, soon turned into a scowl as he lowered his voice and said in a tone that only they could hear, "Won't you get into trouble for kicking Sam so hard? What if he goes to his father and complains about you? I heard rumors that his father is a great man, who is going to become the next mayor. If he does anything to you…" He did not continue, the meaning of his words apparent.

"I will just go and apologize on your behalf then.", Zain said and was about to turn back, when someone caught his wrist. When he turned around, he saw Brad holding his hands. Brad said with a calm face, "I know my limits. I also know the consequences of beating him. But always remember that we study in a college, and his father has no courage to do anything at the College. Did you forget that our Dean is strict regarding this?"

After a lightbulb moment, Zain thought that whatever Brad said was right, but he was concerned about his friend. He did not want him to fall in their trap. Brad sensed his friend's concern and sighed gently. He was moved by the genuine concern of his friends. They did not choose to be friends with him due to his money, rather they were true friends. So, he thought that it was necessary to tell them his ident.i.ty.

"Um, actually guys, I have something to tell you." Brad said as he sighed again. He knew that he needed to come out clean with his friends. They deserve to know. When everyone looked at him, he said, "Not here. Let's go to the nearby restaurant. I'll treat you all to a meal, and we can chat there." Their gloomy faces turned bright upon hearing that Brad was going to treat them to a meal. They cheered again. They crossed the bridge and went to Taqueria Emilio, a Mexican restaurant. They ordered their favorite dishes. Brad ordered 4 Tacos Dorados (which consisted of crispy roll tortilla, chicken with beans, lettuce, tomatoes, sour cream and cheese). Aiden was the next to order, and he Quesadillas (which basically is a home-made corn tortilla). Zain ordered Burrito, and Ryker ordered Tortas (which has chicken cutlet, lettuce, tomatoes, beans, cheese, mayo, jalapeno, avocado, and Oaxaca). Chris did not order anything, as he wanted to share have a share in everyone's dish. He thought that ordering more will waste food, and he was never the one to waste food. They ordered numerous soft drinks and then Chris asked suddenly, "Brad, what did you want to tell us earlier? Tell us now."