Are you ok?

Potions was most certainly Caleb's worst class at Hogwarts. Handling what seemed to be dangerous chemicals off about two hours of sleep was just straight up dumb. Of course, though, the teacher had no idea of Caleb's nighttime situations that left him feeling like a zombie during the day. Nor would they or anyone else likely care; the professors are there to get paid, not to listen to the sob stories of a twelve year old who sounded five, talking about monsters.
So naturally, leaving Potions was a relief, at least, until he realized he had Transfiguration next. That class required concentration and a strong mental state, and currently, Caleb missed both requirements. He dragged his feet to Transfiguration.
When he reached the class, he sat at the seat he usually sat in, not failing to notice a notebook lied in front of him. The moment he sat down, Caleb felt his body trying to drift into unconsciousness. It was only natural when you hardly get any sleep because monsters you created torment you every time you shut your eyes. Part of Caleb wanted to give in and just fall asleep. A good, peacful sleep Caleb has not had in almost a year would be absolutely euphoric. But the larger, wiser part of Caleb told himself to stay awake. It doesn't just happen at night. Anytime he lets his guard down, they will arrive. And he won't be able to get rid of them.
Making Caleb flinch, a Caucasian girl with brown hair reached across him to grab the book he had seen upon entrance of the classroom. Caleb stared at her, his brain still tired, forgetting when to tell him to look away. She whispered something about her notebook, but Caleb didn't really hear her, as he still wasn't fully focused into the scenario.
The girl looked back at Caleb, and like an idiot, he just kept staring. She waved a hand in front of Caleb's face as if he was drunk. Caleb couldn't help but smile the tiniest bit as he looked away.
"Hello?" She said, somewhat softly. "Are you all right?"
What a question. He didn't know her, so of course he was going to lie.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. Why?" He immediately thought about apologizing; he didn't know why he sounded so defensive. He tried a different tactic.
"Are you new hear? I haven't seen you before." As usual, he was just barely holding eye contact, his eyes just kind of floating around, looking around.
This girl probably thought Caleb was some sort of psychopath.[center][/center]