Evan Hansen is that kind of kid who sits in the back of every class he has. I always wonder why. We only have one class together, Health. Sometimes I glance over and he would be blushing at some of the terms the teacher uses. He's so cute when he blushes. I look down at my notes and sigh. I lean back in my chair and run my fingers through my hair. I turn off my desk lamp and look at my alarm clock. 3:00 a.m, just great! Another night filled with insomnia. I grab my joint out of it's hiding place in my closet and take a few hits.
The bell rings and I snap back into reality. I had zoned out through all of class. I sigh and pack up to head to P.E.
"Um. I-I'm sorry to bother you, but... D-did you wanna borrow my notes?.."
I turn to see a stuttering, red-faced, blonde headed boy. In other words, Evan. The who always sits in the back of every class, waiting to be seen. No seems to care, or even notices that he's there except a few. I think he gets a little lost now and then.
"Yeah, sure. I'd love to thanks." Did I really just say that?!
He scratches the back of his head. "I-it's no problem!" His face turns red as he hands me his notebook. I take it and our hands accidentally touch. My face burns as we make direct eye contact and Evan's face turns a bright fire truck red. I slide the book out of his hands as we chuckle nervously.
"Uh... I know we just met, but... do you, wanna maybe, hang out sometime?"
"M-me?! A-are you sure? N-not that I-I wouldn't want to, or anything! I-"
"Yes, you! I-I mean, yeah, you seem... cool." I cut him off.
"O-okay. My house, maybe. Tomorrow? A-at my house, after school?"
"Sounds perfect."
He smiles and hugs the rest of his books to his chest as he walks off to his next class.
I think I've fallen in love with Evan Hansen.
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