Chapter 3

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"Dude that movie was sick! Did you see the way that guy stabbed that girl? Her fucking heart exploded from her chest!" David exclaimed, using hand gestures to emphasize his words as the group walked out of the theater, still hyped from the movie.

They all laughed as David continued to do his rendition of what had taken place in the movie, Evan somehow ending up behind everyone, like he usually did. It was way better to think behind everyone rather than in front of them.

Currently, they were headed back to Craig's place, since they had planned a sleepover for tonight since they couldn't really hang out yesterday. Evan, of course, had agreed to go because he really didn't feel like starting his homework just yet, although he probably could finish it rather quickly.

Yet, he wasn't really all that excited about getting to his friend's house because he knew that Craig's parents were home for the weekend, and that meant they would be casting all sorts of evil glares at Evan.

You see, being the jackass player he was, always going to parties and sleeping around, his friends certainly had a lot to tell their parents. Especially if Evan came to their house drunk because he forgot how to get home.

So naturally, Evan had been deemed 'the bad influence' by all of his friends' parents, which meant that they would constantly be watching over him whenever he was around. At first, Evan had tried to ignore it, knowing that he didn't do anything to his friends that would give their parents the wrong idea, but they always found something to blame him for.

One time, it was so bad that all of their parents had cornered him and threw him an intervention, making him swear to never do anything with his friends. Evan, terrified of all the angry looks being thrown at him, had agreed immediately, promising himself to not say a word about anything to his friends, who were waiting for him a few blocks away. Evan could still remember his stupid excuse.

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Evan hurried away from everyone's parents, feeling their stares of disgust and hatred burn into his back as he walked away. He shoved his hands in his pockets, attempted to drop his tense shoulders, and put a smile on his face, trying to look normal for his friends who were waiting for him no doubt.

It was 6:47, and Evan was anxious to get to school already, and he had only been walking for two minutes.

He brightened up when he saw his friends, walking a bit faster towards them. Tyler turned around and noticed Evan, signaling for the rest of the guys to wait for him.

"Hey guys." Evan said, inwardly cringing at how shaky his voice sounded, wishing he had practiced before he had reached his friends. But he still counted on his large smile to save him in the situation.

"You ok, Ev? You look a bit shaken up, what happened?" Tyler asked, his eyes narrowed as he looked Evan up and down, noticing how tense and stressed he looked behind his bright eyes and hopeful smile.

"What? Oh, I'm fine, Mom was just talking nonsense earlier, said something about slaughtering penguins. And last night she was talking all about the economy for lion pelts, I think she had one too many glasses of wine, actually, I saw a bottle in the trash last night...what were we talking about?" Evan rambled, the shakiness leaving his voice after a few words.

Everyone stared blankly at him, trying to figure out what the hell he had just said.

What could he say? Rambling was a defensive mechanism.

"Ok then, remind me not to talk to your mom when she's buzzed up on wine." Tyler said, starting to walk to school once again, everyone followed behind him, Evan decided to bring up the rear.

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