"Are you the new transfer?" The blond boy asked me. "What are you doing outside? Come in!" He said with a smile. I came in and sat on the chair across him. I placed my backpack down and my pencil case dropped on the floor. We both reached for it and our hands touched. He handed it back to me with a smile. "Thanks," I said. "No problem," he replied with a smile. "Anyway, nice to meet you. Hope we can be good friends." He said and chuckled. Transferring to this high school is one of the best decisions I ever made.