Soulmates

Chapter 2

As Connor made his way to his locker, he was joined by Evan, Jared, and Alana. They accompanied him to his locker before heading to their own lockers. Only Evan remained, since his locker was next to Connor's.

"So," said Evan. "How was your weekend?"

"It was alright," Connor replied without looking at Evan. He was concentrated on getting his combination right for once. Naturally, the lock didn't open, even though Connor had put the correct combination in.

"Evan..." Connor groaned quietly. Evan quickly came over and helped with the lock. As always, he got it open with one try.

"There you go." Evan smiled. Connor nodded thanks and stuffed his bag into his locker and grabbed his books, then closed his locker and waited as Evan gathered his books. They walked through the hall side by side, and when they got to Evan's first period class, they split up.

"See you later," Evan said.

"Yeah, see you," Connor replied before walking toward his first period. As he walked through the halls, he noticed people were staring at him. Connor lowered his head and continued to his French class.

"You're late, Mr. Murphy," Mr. Miller said. Connor just shrugged and took his seat at the back of the class. Mr. Miller droned on about how the accent was one of the most important aspects of speaking French.

Connor tuned out the lesson and stared out the window at the freshmen hurrying through the courtyard, hopelessly late for class. He thought back to his first day of high school. The day he met his newest friend, Alana Beck, in science class. They had clicked immediately, and Connor was eager to introduce her to Evan and Jared. Upon seeing Alana, Jared's face turned red and he nervously introduced himself. They had all laughed at him for that.

"Mr. Murphy," said Mr. Miller, pulling Connor back to reality. "Would you like to share with the class why you were smiling?"

"Nope," replied Connor with a cheeky smile. Mr. Miller's eyes lingered on Connor for a moment more before he turned back around and started writing French words on the chalkboard.

Again, Connor's mind went back to freshman year. Jared had always gotten nervous every time Alana was around and panicked when she spoke to him. During lunch one day, Jared confessed that he liked Alana. Unfortunately for Jared, Alana said she didn't like him in that way. He then went off to the bathroom, and they didn't see him at all for the rest of the day.

Connor was snatched out of his thoughts again, this time by the bell. He gathered up his books and headed out of the classroom to his next class.

Meanwhile, Evan was frantically rummaging through his locker. He couldn't find his chemistry notebook, and class started in twelve minutes. He finally found it and closed his locker before racing to the chemistry classroom. Evan had just went through the door when the tardy bell rang, and he heaved a sigh of relief. He took his seat, which was right next to the window.

"Murphy!" Mrs. Davis said, making Evan jump. "You're late again!"

"Sorry, Mrs. Davis," Connor said, with a note of sarcasm only Evan could hear. He took his seat directly behind Evan. Not long after Mrs. Davis began her lecture, Evan felt a tap on his shoulder and turned in his seat. Connor was holding a piece of paper out to him. He took the paper and turned back around so as not to look suspicious. 

Evan unfolded the paper under his desk so Mrs. Davis couldn't see. He looked down at the creased paper, which read:

Meet me in the courtyard after class. I need to tell you something.

Evan wondered what Connor wanted to tell him. He pondered on this throughout the entire period. The bell rang for the end of class, and Evan gathered up his books and dashed out of the classroom, hoping to get to his locker before he had to meet Connor in the courtyard.