I walk as silently as I can around the school halls, I don't need more attention from other people, my father gave me more than enough this morning as I feel my skin start to bruise from the beating that he gave me. Besides, I don't want to see those pitiful or hateful stares of these idiots who will never understand my situation. It's early in the morning and my body already feels like breaking so, I tried to avoid where the bullies hang out because, at this rate I won't be able to make it. I also need to hurry because, first period is going to start soon and, the last thing I need is a detention slip from my teacher.

Half of my day went smoothly, I was able to avoid all the misfortunes that I might encounter but, I know that there is still another half of the day for me to survive. I walk up on the familiar stairs that has been forgotten by all of the people within this school that lead up to a small rooftop with a perfect view with only me on it. It's already lunch time, and this has been the place I spend my time eating, resting and relaxing, ah my secret haven. Away from those idiots who likes to make my life worse than it is.

I never have to buy food from the cafeteria because, I am blessed with skills for good cooking. Today I made a lot of sandwiches just because, I want to eat a lot today. I'm already skinny, I don't want to be skinnier than I already am. I took a bite from one of my sandwiches and it's so delicious, damn, I really can cook. I took another bite and my thoughts had separated this world. All I think about is after highschool I will definitely go to college to specifically study about cooking! Ah my dreams, crushed before even I get close, I wish I have the money to study culinary arts. It's saddening that my dream will always just be a dream and nothing more.

I continued dreaming for about few minutes before the door swung open and a guy emerge behind it running towards the ledge screaming he's the king of the world while admiring the view. I tried not to laugh so hard because I don't want him to know about my existence but, because I'm an idiot I did. To my actual horror he turn to with a wide grin on his face.

There he is, a godly man stands in front of me. My heart is beating so fast that it feels like it will explode out of my chest. I have never felt like this before, I don't want this. It's a bad thing that I'm starting to feel, I'm becoming vulnerable. No, I have to suppress my feelings. I don't want to be hurt again, and what if father finds out? I'll become a dead meat if he does, I don't want more cuts and bruises. There's so much my weak little body won't be able to take another. This has to stop, it is a sin! Do not think about it, I need to be strong. I have been through things like this, I can suppress my feelings. I have absolute control or, so I thought.

"Hi there, I'm the new kid." And he reach his hand out for mine, I just look at him. "I'm Keithaniel Mirkov Daughlovan, you can call me Keith." I swear his smile is growing wider each second passed and it doesn't feel creepy at all, his smile just feel so warm and inviting. He just let his hand down when I haven't made any response for him, he stared for quite a while before eying my sandwiches. "Mhmmn those sandwiches look so good." He commented and try to reach for one. "Mine." That's all the response I was able to make out of it all, gosh I'm pathetic. "Well I guess it won't hurt if you share." He smiled and still grab one while I glare at him. "Rude." Really? Only one word responses? I'm so dead. "You know what's rude?" He started. "When someone introduced themselves to you in a very friendly manner and you won't response at all." He said and he took a bite on my sandwich, the nerve of this guy. "Damn, this is so good, I would kill to have this everyday." All I can do is blush on his compliment, like what else can I do? I'm awkward as a unicorn. "You blushed, meaning you made these babies." Great and I blushed even more. "I'm Kyle by the way, Kyle Perceval." I introduced myself and he just grinned at me.

I just continued eating and he just won't leave me alone. He asked if he can have more sandwiches I just nodded at him knowing I made more than enough for the two of us. He talked about how he got here, that he transfers from accross the country, that they had to move a lot because of his parent's job. He also said how he looks forward on his new life here and he goes on and on and on. It's been fun listening to him, so much fun that I didn't notice that lunch is almost over! "Shit." Was all I managed to say. "What?" He asked. "The break is almost over, we have to go." Finally I managed to say a full sentence. "Can you help me figure this out?" He handed me his schedule. "Oh this is easy we all have these classes together." I said and his smile grew even bigger. "Great, because you're my friend now." He said it in a manner that I don't have a choice but, to be his friend. Damn, this boy will be the death of me! "What are you waiting for?" He grabbed my hand. "I already missed my morning classes, I don't wanna be late for the next one." Then he run and dragged me with him downstairs back to reality. "Well uhm, do you know where we're going?" I asked him and he stopped running. "Oh, yeah lead the way." He let me walk in front of him and lead but, without letting go of my hand. "Uhm, you can let go now." I told him, and to my surprise, he told me. "Never."

We made into the class with him still latching onto me. The teacher noticed and forced a coughed, I tried to pull my hand but, Keith's grip is just strong. Damn, he's so clueless. "Holding hands in class gentlemen?" The teacher said. Keith look on our hands and mouthed and 'o', then let go. "I'm the new student sir." He started. "He found me, I was kinda lost and he was leading the way." He continued. "I held onto his hand because, I can get easily distracted I might lose sight of him, that will only make more trouble for me. I already missed half of my day I can't afford to be late." He explained, and the teacher nodded at him. "Come here and introduce yourself before we start." He move to the front and I took my seat, he took a deep breath before introducing himself. "I'm Keithaniel Mirkov Daughlovan, I just came here about an hour earlier. Nice meeting all of you." The room was filled with whispers of questions like, is he a foreigner things like that and comments like, his name is not native, he's so cute, he's so handsome and sexy, he's so cool and more things like that. Ugh, girls don't they have better things to do. One student asked him if he is a foreigner or something, and how he didn't have a weird accent. "Oh, I lived here in America for quite sometime before moving back and forth to Norway due to my parents' jobs. I used to be homeschooled but, after my parents ending up with settling here in Los Angeles, they thought it would be nice and healthier for me to attend a physical school rather than a digital one." He explained, gosh I wish I have his confidence. The teacher tried to cut the conversation to move forward to our class but, my airheaded classmates want to know more about Keith. "Class, maybe Mr. Daughlovan is tired, do you mind answering their questions?" The teacher asked Keith. "I don't mind of course if you don't mind as well sir." He admitted and the teacher let the students interview him like a celebrity. After a series of questions one of the douchebags raised a hand and asked him. "What are you doing with fag face?" He asked and I felt my teeth grit. "Is he sucking the life out of you already?" He continued and some of the other guys laughed. "Rude, and very ill mannered." Keith's vibe suddenly change into something dark and cold and all of the guys involved with this silliness froze in terror. Wow he's kind but, I guess he can be scary too. "That's enough." The teacher interested. "Please be seated next to Ms. Lee right over there." The teacher said. "I want be seated next to my friend over there." The teacher looked annoyed and was about to avoid him but, something flickered in Keith's eyes and the teacher suddenly relaxed and become lenient on him. "Very well, please be seated next to Mr. Perceval." Keith returned to his bubbly state and made his way next to me. He sat and waved at me with the widest smile that he can make. Wow, this boy is really something, and my curiosity wants to know more.