Bi Pride - Kleinsen Fanfic

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The wind blew in my face softly. Sure, it was August, but there was still a small, warm breeze blowing through the air. I didn't mind it. It was oddly calming.

I was sitting on the steps of my porch, scrolling through my phone. As in scrolling through my phone I mean just swiping through my home screen. I was waiting for Jared to come and pick me up for school since he actually had a car and could drive.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of car wheels stopping in front of my house. I looked up. The window rolled down and Jared was smirking at me. He repeatedly hit the horn of the car. I groaned and stood up, walking towards him. He was still repeatedly hitting the horn once I was in the car.

"J-Jared, stop!" I squeaked. He chuckled and finally stopped hitting the horn, placing his hand back on the wheel. I buckled my seat belt and leaned against the window, looking outside. Jared began driving and we both sat there in silence. Sometimes I could feel that he was looking at me, but I ignored it. He finally spoke up.

"Where'd you get that cast?" He asked. I froze for a second, looking down to my arm.

"U-Uhm...I fell out o-of a tree." I stuttered. He raised his eyebrow.

"What are you? An acorn?" He asked. He almost looked as if he was judging me. I sunk back into my seat a bit.

"N-No...th-the funny thing is when I fell, I-I thought that s-someone would come and g-get me. I-I was w-waiting for a l-long time, but no one c-came." I stuttered, letting out an awkward giggle. His eyebrows furrowed and he stared at me. He looked embarrassed for me. My cheeks heated up and I looked away. I leaned against the window. Silence fell over us.

Soon, Jared pulled up to the school. He parked and we got out of the car. He sped up and walked ahead of me. I knew why. He didn't want people to think we hung out. I was just an embarrassment.

I kicked my feet along the sidewalk, keeping my head down. I already felt like I was having an anxiety attack. Just looking up and seeing all the kids in school, laughing with their friends and being social. It made me feel embarrassed, but also invisible. A weird mix.

I walked into the building and headed straight to my locker. I just wanted to get to class and get out of the crowded hallways. It always made my heart pound and my hands sweat when I was in a room crowded with people. And the more I thought about my hands sweating, the sweatier they got.

I put a few things away in my locker and shut it. I turned and ran into someone, falling to the floor. Panic set in. Was I about to get laughed at? Yelled at? Embarrassed for the rest of my life? Thoughts swirled my head until I saw a hand reach down for me.

"Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." I recognized the voice and looked up. There stood Zoe Murphy. Looking at me. As if I wasn't invisible.

I hesitantly took her hand, unsure if she noticed how sweaty mine was. She helped me up and grabbed my bag, handing it to me. I smiled awkwardly and took it.

"Th-Thanks." She stuck out her hand.

"I'm Zoe Murphy." She chirped. I mentally groaned.

More hand touching

I shook her hand quickly.

"E-Evan Hansen." I stuttered. She raised her eyebrow.

"Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before." I cringed slightly. I've been here since freshman year.

"No, I-I'm not new." I stuttered. She looked down to my cast.

"Oh, you broke your arm? What happened?" She asked, pointing to the cast on my arm. I looked down to it.

"O-Oh. I fell out of a-a tree." I said. She frowned.

"That sounds like it hurt. Here, I could sign it for you if you want! I noticed no one did." She said. My eyebrows raised slightly.

She actually...wanted to sign my cast?

I nodded quickly.

"Y-Yeah uh....s-sure." She reached into her bag and pulled out a purple sharpie. She wrote her name in my cast. It wasn't too small, but definitely not big. She had amazing hand writing.
She shoved the marker back into her bag.

"There. Now your cast doesn't seem so lonely." She giggled. I laughed, too. I examined my cast. It did actually feel less lonely with a name on it.

"Well, I better head to class. Hope to see you again, Evan!" She called as she walked off. I don't know why I was so impressed that she remembered my name. Instead of forgetting it. Instead of forgetting me.

I shook it off and quickly headed to my class. I didn't want to be late. That would be awful and embarrassing. People staring at me. People laughing at me. The teacher upset with me. It was a scary thought.

I made it to class and took my seat. Just 5 minutes to spare. I sighed and took my laptop out of my bag. I opened it and the screen turned on, exposing the letter I had wrote earlier in the morning. I forgot to save it and close it. I panicked and quickly closed the tab, terrified that someone saw. I peeked around the classroom. Kids laughing and chatting. No one seemed to see. I sighed in relief, but quickly realized that all of my progress just got deleted and I forgot to save it. I mentally smacked my face and just moved on. I could probably write a new one by lunch.

I was hunched over in my seat, sort of surprised that my back hadn't snapped by then from my awful posture. I heard a small sound of shuffling right beside me. I looked over and saw a kid sit down next to me. I looked around. Other seats were open. All of them at least having one person there talking to the group in front of them. Why did he sit next to me?

The kid had long, dark hair. He had a black jacket on and his brown bag hung across his chest. He was tall and very skinny. He looked over to me and his eyebrows furrowed.

"What are you looking at?" He snapped. I quickly shook my head and looked back to my computer.

"N-Nothing." I could hear him grumble a few things, but then he went quiet. I fumbled with my fingers under the table. It was extremely awkward. I wasn't used to people sitting by me. The bell finally rung. That was just five minutes!? It felt like an hour.

I sighed to myself. This was gonna be a long day.