"Don't worry about it, dear. You'll be fine." My mom assured me.
"But mom... What if... What if there's someone like..." I swallowed hard as I remembered him.
"You shouldn't worry, dear. Try to smile and make a friend, okay, Felix?" I felt bad now. My mom's always been nice to me like this. I never repay her for it.
I forced a smile. "Okay, mom. I'll do my best!" She didn't look convinced.
She sighed and said, "Dear, I know this has been hard for you. We had to move here after his passing. The only support we have is here. Your grandmother will be kind to us, you'll see. I know you've never met her, since she lives here in America, but since we had to move here, you finally get to meet her... Listen, I know it's hard. But... Just try and make an impression. Smile. Make some friends."
"It's the middle of the school year, mom. Everyone's settled into routine, and they know where and who they sit with everyday. They know where all of their classes are, and... and..." I trailed off a...