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Noah looked at the boy, tilted his head. He seemed a bit afraid, at least by judging his body language. He didn't seemed to pleased to have to share the room with some stranger, which was understandable. And there were only one bed. Interesting, why did Nadia not mention it?
"What's your name?" Noah asked gently and took a step closer to the boy. "I'm really sorry, by the way, for what happened to you this morning. Have you told anyone about those boys?"

"My name is Alex and I haven't really told anyone, I don't have anyone." The last bit Just came out as a whisper.
I felt slighly more comfortabe with the boy here, Noah, but you could never know for sure, he seemed kind but tey so often do.
He took a step closer, I didn't really like it but didn't say anything.

Noah looked confused. He opened his mouth to tell Alex that he should tell the teachers or someone else trustworthy - so they could put an end to this. But he remembered how he himself felt when he got bullied. Even though that happened when he was around nine years old, it was a fresh memory and present every single day. And now he knew better than to pressure this poor fella. "Just know that you can always talk to me, if you want to. And I'm Noah, by the way."

I sat down on the bed again before seeing there where still trsces of blood on the sink. I quckly got up to clean it so he wouldn't see it was there. If he did then I didn't have ant good way to explain it. When i got inside the small bathroom i closed the door ans started t cleen the blood of. When I was in tere by myself i had time to ting and a thought popped in to my head, i did not want it there but it did not care. Thar Noah, he was really cute, pretty. No! I can't think like that! What if he is just like the other ones, and he brakes my heart. That's it, you can not have felenings for this boy.

Noah sat down on the bed and closed his eyes for a moment. He hadn't been here for more than a couple of hours, and he was already a part of some drama. Perhaps that was something he should get used to. This school seemed quite odd. "Hey, Alex? I'm going to see the Headmistress. You sure that I shouldn't mention that you have to deal with those boys everyday?" he asked as he made his way towards the door.

I was just done whith cleaning the sink when he asked, I carefully stepped out of the bathroom and sat dow against the door.
"Please don't it would just cause me more tubble, and if you really are as kind as you seem I hope you wont." I took my earphones and plugged them in to my phone and turned on some music. All I wanted right now was for him to leave me by my self.

Noah sighed before leaving the room. He would grant the poor fella's wish, but he wasn't happy about it. He closed the door behind him before leaving the building. It was nice with some fresh air: he needed it to clear his head. It broke his heart just by looking at Alex, because what he went through now was so familiar to Noah. He has experienced that too, at a young age: which certainly would haunt him to his last breath.
The headmistress didn't look happy when he entered the room. It wasn't because of him - thank God - but because of the boys. Detention didn't sound as the right punishment in Noah's ears, but he also did not have any say since this wasn't about him.
"Why are you here anyway?" Ms. Jennings looked tired.

When I got up and went over to the bed, al I could think of was the saddnes Noahs eyes when he left the room. I know he wanted to tell Ms. Jennings about the bullies mut I could not let him. No matter what punishment they where given, they would just make it worse when it was over. I had seen the trubble I caused him when I didn't allow him to tell anyone but thet hurt had shown me he really did care. That sweet pretty boy didn't just try to lure me in to some false feeling of safety. No. He really wanted to e my friend. I was happy about this but I was also scared I hadn't let him be my friend ant the first thing he would ask Ms. Jenning was to swich rooms.

"I think you should join the other kids in the cafeteria now. It's lunchtime," Ms. Jennings said half an hour later. She walked him to the cafeteria but left him there all alone. This was quite embarrassing since Noah didn't know anyone but Alex. Sadly, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Noah decided to skip lunch and go back to the room, he wasn't in the right mood to make some friends right now.

I had just noticed that it was lunch time but I wasn't hungry and I really did not feel like meeting my bullies again. Rigt now all I wated was for Noah to get back, bacause if he did and he hadn't brougt anyone that meant he really wanted to be my frieand and not just pretend to.