And it sucks because I really want to touch. Staring at him in the hallways of my new school is the only thing holding me together. Ever since losing my mom, it feels like I'm drowning. But it's a lot easier to breathe when I stare at Matthew's perfect smile. Even if it's never directed at me.

I thought he didn't notice me staring. It was just supposed to be my dirty little secret. Something to get me through my heartache.

But when he cages me against the wall in a dark auditorium, I realize that I was wrong.

He's noticed me. I'm not as invisible as I thought. And I'm about to become his dirty little secret instead.