"How was your first day of school?" Rex asks while occasionally glancing at me before returning his attention to the road ahead.

"Not too bad," I reply, still in my comfortable position, leaning back in the car seat with my head against the headrest.

"Did something bad happen?" Rex questions. Ah, he's my best cousin, always able to tell when my mood is either good or bad.

"If I said yes, could you take care of transferring me to another school?" I ask hopefully, even though I know Rex's answer will likely be no.

"Is something bothering you?" he asks again, this time with a serious expression. Yeah, something is...