But I'm straight...(James x Evan)

The beginning

James' pov:

I remember the Saturday I met him. I was boarding the bus to my very first speech meet, no other spot was open but next to that strange blond boy. I noticed he hanged around a group of girls, some of them of I knew. I remembered the long brown haired anime obsessed girl named DeAnna.  She was a sweet and innocent girl. I could also recall the very short girl named Amy, she was like a feisty chiwhawa! There was also a very pretty girl with a pixie cut and a flower crown named Lena. There was a few other girls and they were all very funny. I noticed the tall lanky boy sitting across from  a girl with short hair, they were having an argument about anime, something about a thing called a "lolita". The boy had deep blue-green eyes with a hint of hazel. I found myself a little lost in his eyes. I pulled myself back to the moment because I'm not gay or anything...
"IM NOT SHORT EVAN!!" The small black haired girl yelled at the boy who I would presume to call Evan. She was standing up now and so was he. I stepped forward and made myself known.
     "Oh sorry, I didnt see you there!" The blonde boy said to me.
    The girl across from him giggled.
   "Can I sit here?" I anxiously asked.
"Oh yea sorry just let me-" he moved his bags and coat close to his chest and onto the floor of the bus. He sheepishly smiled at me as I moved onto the seat next to him.
    "Is this your first year of speech??" The girl next to us excitedly asked.
"Yea," I smiled, "I'm really excited for this meet."
"I'm olive! Nice to meet you!" She shook my hand.

Little did I know this would turn into the best year of my life.