A Voice for Noah

"What's wrong?" Hazel scooted closer, her round eyes full of curiosity and quiet concern.

She slid from her own seat to the one next to Chloe's—right beside the new boy, Noah. Big eyes fixed on him, she watched carefully, as if trying to read his mood.

Noah looked nervous. He kept his head down, quietly fingering the round little tomato in his pocket. He didn't say a word.

Hazel leaned her arms