I hated school. I was never really good at the whole 'making friends' thing before, and being the new kid in a new school wasn't helping.

"I'm Graham..."

I muttered loud enough for the class to hear before walking to my desk. Why did everyone have to stare...

Of course, my seat was right next to yours. I had seen what you were like; popular, friendly, and worst of all... extroverted. I just hoped that I would fly under your radar and you wouldn't talk to me, but I just had to jinx it...