Mending hearts

　　There are a few things to note about my new school. I have only been here for a month and I love it. There is no hierarchy. The cheerleaders sit with the nerds. The jocks sit with anyone. The sitting arrangement has more to do with friendship than a ranking. Broadway Heights can learn from them.

　　I join the queue waiting for lunch. They have a great lunch too and I’m already friends with the lunch lady. It is a bit sad but I am having a hard time making new friends. Mum says it will take a while but I haven’t made much of an effort to socialise.

　　Someone nudges my arm. Annoying Calum. I am starting to get used to him. But today, I am extra sensitive. It’s our four months anniversary. I wanted to forget it like I did with our third month but Fazebook reminded me with a memory of us. Stupid Fazebook. Just when I was trying to move on from him.