Reach Out Your Hand (Tree Bros)

Chapter 1: How They Met

Evan P.O.V

It was the end of junior year as I walked across the halls one last time for the year. I was opening my locker to get my books out when someone bumped into me. I turned around quickly, "S-sorry, I must have bumped into you by accident." I didn't get a chance to see who it was. "It's ok.....it was my fault anyways." I looked up to see who it was that I was talking to. A boy with a slightly grumpy and tired face and long wavy hair. None other than Connor Murphy himself.

He held out his hand, "I'm Connor, and you are?" I knew who he was, people spread rumors about him. Some true, most of them not. I realized I was standing in an awkward silence for to long and shook his hand, "Evan Hansen, I have got to um get going sorry for the awkward meet totally my fault and I'm sorry but I have to get to bus because you know, they will leave without you and I'm rambling again, sorry." I let out an awkward laugh.

Connor gave me a smile, "it's fine, it happens. Maybe we can hang sometime, you seem cool." He jotted down his number on a random piece of paper he dug out of his pocket and the same goes for the pen. He handed me the paper with his number, said a quick good bye, then ran off. Probably to go home or hang out with some other friends or something. I was just happy I had a friend, a real friend. Jared was nice and all, but it seemed fake, his excuse would be that they are only family friends.

Connor P.O.V

I started walking home, happy that I found someone who can see past some stupid rumors. A clean slate in a way. Just hope I don't fuck it up some how. I walked into the house a bit later, a little louder than planned. "Could you arrive any louder, or later in that case?" Zoe pipped up from the couch. "Wanna test that theory?" Before she could answer, I went up to my room.

I threw my backpack unto my bed and dug out some weed I had stashed under my bed. It helped my nerves to calm down and the worse thing to happen was I would get hungry. I don't understand why it's such a big deal to smoke weed. I cracked open my window so no one would smell anything and come up to bother me. I checked my phone for any new notifications as I smoked. One new message from an unknown number. I opened it up to see who it was.

Unknown - Hey Connor, it's Evan. Hope this is your phone

Connor- yup, right phone and right number

Evan - ok good, I was worried it wasn't XD

Connor - wanna hang out later? I'm bored and want to talk in person. Also want to be out of the house

Evan - I'm free now, my mom works late. We're you want to meet up?

Connor - coffee shop on 4th?

Evan - sounds fine with me I will see you in a bit

Connor - k, bye

I tossed out the tiny bit of the joint out the window and jogged out the door to meet up with Evan, not telling anyone where I was going.