Chapter 3

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I sat in my third class and I started spacing out. Mostly thinking about what happened earlier this morning. 'What if he doesn't want me to be his soulmate? What if he tells everyone that I freaked out? Oh god, what if he tells everyone that he is soulmate's with the kid with so-'

My thoughts were interrupted with a tapping on the window next to me. Now you're probably confused. You see, I was sitting  in the back right next to a window. Anyways, I looked out the window and saw Connor. Connor freaking Murphy trying to get my attention. 'Oh god he probably wants to fight me or something.' 

When he figured out that he had my attention (that took a while for him to figure out), he started waving, trying to get me to come out. I shook my head and mouthed no. He just rolled his eyes and typed something on his phone. When he was done he put his phone up to the glass. It took me a minute to figure out what it said (because it was pretty small) it read: 'Please? I just wanna talk, man.' 

Now I hate skipping classes. I'm afraid I'll miss something important or getting caught but..

I raised my hand meekly (something I never do). "Mr. Hansen?" Oh god. Okay, I got this. "I uh, c-an I uh r-re- I mean I um" the teacher stood there confused until Jared helped me out. "Restroom. He needs to use the restroom." OH THANK FLIPPING GOD. The teacher looked at me and then Jared and then back at me and I nodded and then she nodded and Jesus flipping Christ that was awkward.

I quickly got up and rushed out of the class. I hated every second of that. At least nobody laughed. I think, I wasn't paying attention. 

I went to my locker to get my anxiety medicine and my backpack before heading outside with Connor. Connor Murphy. School shooter Connor Murphy. Soulmate Connor Murphy. Frick I'm screwed. 

I went out there anyways. 

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"God, took you awhile" I walked up to Connor who was leaning up against the wall not looking at me at all. I picked at my cast awkwardly as a apologized quietly.  

His eyes were closed but a saw a small smirk pry at his face, "So are you ever going to tell me your name or?" Connor wants to know my name? "M-my name?" I studied his face and one eyes opened and looked at me and the smirk had bloomed into an actual smile. "Yeah that might be important, wouldn't it?" 

I smiled. Wait- "wait w-why would it be-be important?" As soon as I said that his smiled faded and I realized, "Oh fern, sorry! I'm Hansen Evan I-I mean uh Evan Han-Hansen"

Good job, Evan. You completely embarrassed yourself once again. I knew he didn't like the idea of us being soulmates.

He chuckles before fumbling with his keys in his pockets, "Well, Hansen Evan, if that really is your name" He joked which made me feel all blushy and-
Holy shit I'm really gay.

"You like icecream?"

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