I'm so relieved to actually have friends. Back at my old school, I was always ignored by my classmates....I was the weirdo. But I actually made a best friend. I know I would never forget him. Those dark eyes, pale smooth skin, and cute dimples and freckles. I  sigh to myself at the lunch table as Alaskha is talking to Loc and Fares is talking to the  turtleneck girl. I get my flimsy plastic fork and poke at the food. 'Disgusting...' I say quietly. The Vietnamese boy looks at me, with a gentle  smile "Its okay, you'll get used to this shit of food" his small, shrill voice says. I take a bite of the sandwich, and my stomach churns. I quickly get the white, soft napkin and spit the uncooked ham and stale bread out. Loc laughs and Alaskha gives him a death stare. "Hehe..." I giggle as Alaskha punches Loc. 'I like these people. They surely will be my best friends. I like it here. I like Fares.' I say in my mind. I realized what I just fantasized, and felt the hotness creep up onto my face. "hey.. You okay?" Fares asks, his eyes gazed on my cheeks. "Yeah..I'm just hot in here..." I lie. I know why I'm blushing.

I love Fares.