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Chapter 5: The Back Story.

Evans POV:

We were in the gym, laughing about some slut named Kaytie that Jaden had stood up this weekend. Poor girls, not realizing they were just our play things.

Except for her....

(flashback)

It was a hot day in my hometown, Toronto, so me and Keith decided to go to the mall.!

Suddenly, I see a girl rush past me, her wild dirty blond curls flying out behind her as she sprinted towards the fountain.

"SLOW DOWN ALEX!" I heard a yell, and turned around to see a girl who was a tiny bit shorter chasing after the first one.

The girl stopped at the water fountain, and I saw how truly gorgeous she was.

"Jesus." I muttered, staring. Her hair was a beautiful mess of curls, her eyes a deep brown I could get lost in. She was dressed simply, in soccer shorts, and a top that looked so well worn, I could imagine if I touched it, it would fall to pieces. I looked at her feet, seeing a beaten-up pair of converse covered in names and drawings. If I looked close enough, I could see the words "I love balls." written on one heel. I chuckled slightly.

I grabbed Keith by the arm, dragging him toward the girl. I held out my hand, lazily looking up, my hazel eyes meeting her brown ones. I ran my other hand through my short brown hair. She looked at me, mouth open slightly. Why wouldn't she? I mean, look at me. I saw her looking at my hand, and then looking at me questionly.

"Hi, I'm Ev- "

I was cut off abruptly by the smaller girl finally catching up.

I looked over, not expecting another beautiful girl to add to the first one.

I gasped at the sight of her. Dark brown hair surrounding a heart shaped face. Beautiful blue eyes, shimmering like diamonds. Rosy cheeks that gave her the appearance of a permanent blush.

"shush Kezzi." Alex scolded, "the young man was about to tell me his name." She smiled at me to go on.

"I-I'm Evan." I stuttered, shell-shocked by their beauty. I didn't even notice Keith walk away, mumbling "player." under his breath.

We ended up spending the day together, going to stores, dressing up, laughing, and just having fun.

At 6:30pm, Alex looked at her phone and shrieked.

"Kezzi!!!! Aunty Nevaeh is going to kill me!! Our flight home is early in the morning, and we still need to pack! Lets go!" she yelled, pulling at Kezzi's hand.

"but.." I whispered.

Alex pulled a sharpie out of her pocket, flipped over my arm, and quickly scribbled 2 numbers and 2 emails on it. Then, she turned and ran.

We ended up talking almost everyday, me and Alex or me and Kezzi. I grew closer with Alex, and we became..friends with benefits.

But then Derek started being a douchebag.

He taunted me about "dating" a grade 8, and I slowly started talking to them less and less.

Finally, one day, out of the blue, I told Alex that we wouldn't be able to talk for a few weeks, I had to study for exams and I needed to keep my mind on them.

After school was done..I never talked to them again.

(back to the present)

I looked up as a group of girls walked in, and at the front, a tall girl walking with 2 shorter girls. Her hair was up, but it looked like it would become crazy curls if she let it out of that ponytail. I recognized her, but couldn't place her.

I walked up, urging myself to talk to this girl and at least figure out her name, but as soon as she saw me, her eyes widened in shock. After a few moments, they settled into a glare. I could see hatred and pain in her eyes as she turned away from me. Who was this girl? What the fuck was her problem?

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It's hard to write from a boys point of view.

But there you go!

So, team Kade or team Evan?

I'm team Kade. ;D

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