With all the noise, I could feel him glancing at me. I would've turned to him to be sure, but I was afraid that our eyes would meet and it would get awkward. But then again he might not have been glancing at me, which would make it more awkward.

But with my curiosity, I looked around, and yes, he was glancing at me. But it wasn't only him. Everyone was. But there was something about his glances that was different from the others. Everyone else glanced at me like 'who is she?' And that I was an alien to them because yes, I was new. Or maybe they knew my secret. But him, he glanced at me with worry, like he could tell I was uncomfortable.

Then he stopped glancing, and instead, he kept staring at me. My heart beat got faster and my skin tingled because I could feel his eyes on me. I fiddled with my finger to act like I had something to do, even though fiddling didn't actually mean I was doing something. It somehow made it obvious that I was nervous.

"Hey." He finally said, and I almost jumped in surprise. "You're new here, aren't you?" He asked in his raspy voice, which surprisingly sounded good to my ears. There was something about his voice that made me want to listen to it all day long.

I nodded. "Yes." I only said.

He smiled with his teeth, and I couldn't help but notice how perfect and white they were. "You looked nervous when you came in. Is there anything wrong?" He asked with sudden worry.

Everything is wrong, I thought. "Nothing. It's just a first day of class thing." I shrugged, but every bit of me wanted to tell him everything. Why I transferred, why the glances made me uncomfortable, and why even my family didn't trust me anymore.

"If you don't have any friends here yet, I can be your friend." He suggested. No, I thought. I'm not someone you'd like to be friends with.

Instead, I said, "Okay."

The bell rang and the class finally started. I could still tell that he was stealing glances at me, and honestly, I was stealing glances too. He looked honest when he said he'd like to be my friend. What if he finds out why I was transferred? Will he still want to be my friend?

But there was something about him that made me want to be friends with him too, even though I knew that I could never be trusted. Maybe my doctor was right. It's time to forget the past and start something new.

Maybe I'll just have to keep it a secret from him forever.