Unexpected, Cliché [TREEBROS]

Part One - First Day of School

EVAN'S POV:

Dear Evan Hansen, Today is going to be a good day and here's why: Here's why It's not. Because I don't even know anybody here. Because the one person who I can talk to, Jared, pokes at me and makes fun of me. Because face it - does anybody even care? What if I vanished from this place tomorrow? Would anybody even know? No..., they would not. Nobody even knows I exist now, so It wouldn't make a difference, I mean ---

I got cut off from thinking to myself. One second ago I was heading to my first class, and now, Connor Murphy, the kid who threw a PRINTER at our second grade teacher cause he didn't get to be line leader, pushed me in the hall. I stumbled, tripped, and my stuff flew everywhere. NO, no no, this can't be happening, not now, no... now everybody is going to laugh at me.... I watched as my papers got ruined, my textbooks flopped to the ground, and heat rose on my back as I felt watchful eyes look down on me. No no no... this can't happen. I'm going to be late to class on my first day, everybody's watching, this is terrible. Just another reason why this day is bad. My broken arm, without a single signature on the cast, fell to the ground and stung with pain. I quickly gathered my papers up and my eyes started to sting. It's not a big deal, it's not a big deal, you big crybaby. But it was. 

Because when I looked, I saw Connor. Standing there. With my letter. 

Crap. It mentioned Zoe. It mentioned everything. I'm gonna get killed - literally. Holy shit - this can't happen to me. No.

I stared at him as I saw his face, glance at the letter, with a look of disgust. His eyes scanned the paper, and my face drained of color. Then he looked right at me. 

I didn't realize how he looked. I was always too intimidated to look at him, or to look at anybody in this school anyways. His eyes were blue with a patch of brown, and his hair was always swept to one side. His eyes looked tired and emotionless. He always had some sort of coat on - it wasn't that cold yet though. Fall had just started. I looked away quickly. I could feel his anger watching over me. 

"It says here - 'All my hope is pinned on Zoe'; is this about my sister? Don't you dare go near my sister." He scolded

"S-sorry, It's nothing, it's another Zoe, I'm sorry I'll-"

"I'm keeping this." He said, as if it didn't matter. 

I could tell I must have looked terrified, because my face drained of color and my palms were getting sweaty. I quickly took my stuff and rushed to my next class, which was luckily, different than Connors's. Of course, It was about his sister. Zoe Murphy. Who I don't even know. Who I've never even talked to before. This was so stupid - I shouldn't have written anything. I should never have taken the letter to school. I wish I fell from a bigger tree. Then none of this would be happening right now. It would probably be better for everyone. My mom wouldn't have so much pressure on her. Jared wouldn't have to pretend to be friends with me. Yes. It would be better for everyone. 

RING! 

It was time for me to go to my next class. English. On the way there, I saw Zoe walk past me in the hallway. Oh god - she has English now also. She seems to be in a rush - should I be in a rush? Am I late? What am I doing wrong? I step inside of the classroom and take out my books and papers. Maybe this class won't be so bad. Except for the fact that Zoe Murphy is literally sitting right behind me. I can almost feel her eyes glancing at me every now and then. What was wrong with me? Was everybody staring at me? Was she judging me? Why do I even bother wanting to talk to her in the first place, when all I feel like she does is hate me or something. Maybe I'm making a big deal. I'm being stupid. None of this should be happening. I don't want to be here.

Class ends, again, and It's almost time for lunch. I put my stuff back in my locker and see Jared there, getting his stuff from the locker next to mine. Maybe I can sit with him? Or not. Maybe I'll just sit outside- 

"Hey. What's your name? I'm sorry that my brother pushed you in the hall. He's a jerk."

Oh my god. It's Zoe. What do I do? She can't see my like this. Wait, Does this mean that she saw me fall in the hallway? What if she was laughing at me? What if she hates me? What if I seem ridiculous? 

"Oh, uh - hey. I'm Evan. Evan Hansen."

"Evan?" She responded

Is my name weird? Why did she repeat it like that? What's wrong with me? 

"Uh - yeah, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" She asked

"Oh well, I just said my name, then you repeated it, and I sounded so stupid I'm sorry... I'm gonna be late to my next class--"

"Evan, Lunch is next."

"Right, Sorry."

"You say sorry a lot."

"Sorry, I mean--"

And she was already gone. I must have sounded so stupid. I must have sounded like an idiot, right? Nobody want's to talk to somebody like me. I sound so stupid. Not even Jared wants to talk to me. Well, at least I have something to look forward to at the end of today. Mom was gonna make tacos, right? Oh wait - she has work. She won't be home until late. Maybe today's the day. Maybe I'll go back to the forest. She wouldn't care if I didn't come back home, right?

Lunch was over now. I have to go back to my locker, and see Jared again. He was probably sick of seeing me. So I had my lunch outside. But Jared must have already gotten his stuff. Next class - Math. I hate math class, but maybe this year the teacher is better. Who else do I have this class with? I kept walking, looking around to see if anybody else was going the same direction as me. It looked like my next class would be with - Alana, and... 

Connor. 

Oh no. He was going to kill me, wasn't he. 

"Sorry for pushing you. I guess. What happened to your arm?"

"Oh uh- well during the summer I fell out of a tree I guess and I broke my arm and-"

"Fell out of a tree? That's the saddest excuse I've ever heard." He scoffed

"E-excuse? Excuse for what?" I questioned

"Listen. I know that none of this matters. I don't matter in this stupid world. But tell me - did you fall? Or did you let go." He said, as he walked in the classroom, to the farthest seat in the back. Of course, Alana was sitting in the front of the class. As always. But his question stuck to my head for the rest of the day. Of course I knew the answer - It was clear. 

Cause you can't just fall out of a tree. 

Authors note:

1200 words! Yay! Sorry for such a long first chapter, I'll try to make them short. Anyways, this is still ongoing and I'm not done yet. Also forgive the title of the story, Yeah, this will have treebros but you will see why. Anyways,I will try to release chapter two by tomorrow. Also, I will put at the title of each chapter if there will be a trigger warning or such.