Our story didn't start with a new student. We've known each other since kindergarten, you've just never took the time to notice me. I've seen you skip the first few minutes of class to smoke one of your cigarettes. And on Wednesday's, I'm pretty sure your hungover. And I don't think it's your typical teenage addiction. There's something more. I know by the way your pen sadly follows the picture you've been drawing in your notebook. I don't know what's wrong, but I want to help. And I could help, If you knew my name.All Rights Reserved