I wish she would just leave me alone. That new girl bugs me. I try to make myself like her, but I know my eyes want to light on fire. Another cool thing about my eyes. I can show pictures in my eyes. Some know-it-all shouldn't tell me stuff about myself, especially my secret. I should leave the Island and go back to where I accidently burned down that ski-cabin. Yes, that's what I'll do. I limped to my dorm and started packing my things. Trixie walked into my room.
"What are you doing?" She asked, standing next to the door.
"Leaving." I didn't turn around.
"Why?" She walked over to stand next to me.
"Because of the know-it-all. She knows my secret. The only secret I ever had." I felt my throat getting tight at that. I picked up my pack and started to walk to the door.
"Don't leave!" Trixie grabbed my arm, trying to keep me there.
"I don't want to be here with that know-it-all. Send me a letter when she leaves and maybe I'll come back." I walked out the door, to the phone, and called Bob to come pick me up and take me back.