Reach For The Sky

I'm Carmen and I am 15 years old. 
I have no friends, and I don't plan to. 
I don't want friends because it draws me closer to the big secret I've been hiding since I was 12. 
I'm usually picked on and I always keep to myself. 
But when one day, a unknown boy, appears at the front of the classroom of science and Mrs. Becker introduces him. 
"I'm Cameron" he says. 
"Sit next to Carmen over there" she says. 
I hung my head and then lifted it to drown myself in useless knowledge they teach here at King High School. 
I feel a nudge and ignore it. 
"Carmen.."
Who said that? 
Who would know my name?
I whip my head to the sound of the voice and I see Cameron smiling at me. 
I frown and look away. 
Cameron has dark brown windswept hair. He has blue eyes and clear skin. 
"Psst! Carmen.."
I rolled my eyes to myself and kept ignoring him. 
I wasn't letting him talk to me. 
Talking would lead to conversations, which would lead to friendship, which would lead to either a relationship or my secret slipping. 
My secret can't be told. 
Not to anyone. 
Ever.