Chapter 3

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Will I ever make a sound,

"God damnit!"
Connor threw his phone,

"Why would mom and dad care where I am? They don't even care when I'm there!"

Connor didn't realize he was yelling, he was to mad. Zoe had just called saying that his mom and dad wanted him home so he can be ready for school tomorrow. Connor would rather be in the park, were it could be just him and his thoughts.

Connor sat under the tree. He thought about the past years, about him and his family.

His family, oh how he wish they were different.

His mother and father always on his back,

And Zoe,

Connors thoughts were interrupted when all of a sudden, something fell out of the tree that he was under. Connor jumped up, he thought he was alone.

"Holy Shit!"
Connor saw there laying on the ground a boy that looked familiar.

"Does he go to school with me? What was his name, Heaven Mason?"
Connor was thinking, when all of a sudden the boy opened his eyes.

Evan woke up, he was there laying on the ground with Connor hovering over him.

Evan panicked at the sight of Connor, he tried to get up, but a sudden sharp pain was in his arm.

Evan let out a cry of pain as the tears started to blur his vision.

"Holy shit are you ok?"
Evan looked up at Connor

"Here let me help you up,"
Connor helped Evan up without trying to hurt him even more,

Evan held his arm, crying

"M-my arm," Evan cried
"I think it's b-broken"

Connor panicked, what was he supposed to do?
Without thinking, he took of his hoodie and slowly started to wrap it around Evans arm. He pulled the two sleeves together to make a knot.

Evan let out a yelp of pain, the tears streaming down his face,

"C'mon we gotta get you to a hospital."

Connor lead Evan to his car and drove them off to the hospital.

Evan sat in the front seat, looking out the window,
"Connor seems a lot nicer then people say at school" he thought
The kids at school say that Connor is a "druggie" and threw a printer at the teacher in 2nd grade. Evan looked over at Connor.

Connor hated awkward quiet car rides, especially with someone he just met.

"What's your name?"

"Evan, Evan Hansen"

He's come to get me 

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