Chapter 1

(Evan's PoV)

Another boring day at Playlie High. Another boring class. Another disgusting lunch. At least I only have another year of this. "Hey bro! What's up?" "OMG! Did you hear that Kellie is pregnant?! What a slut!" I hear teenagers talking in the hallway. Jocks, preppy girls, nerds, whores, populars. Yeah, my school is no different than a movie setting. The thing is; I have no one to talk to. Sure, everyone has a best friend. But not me. I'm that one weird kid that everyone avoids.

I sometimes skip class. Like trigonometry. I was never good with triangles anyway. Why the hell do I even need it to graduate? It's not like I'll ever use the skills that they teach me. I always have this conspiracy that the Illuminati wants schools to teach us this, mostly for subliminal messaging. I always chuckle at the prospect of that happening.

When I skip class, you can find me at the library, reading. I always loved to read, since I was a kid, even. I never see anyone here. Good, I suppose. I mean, I love to be alone...but I get lonely. I never even had a friend. If you did see me talking to people, I was either getting picked on or asked for something. Although, there is something about my dojo, so-to-speak, that makes me want to cry. I always go sit in the most shadow-y corner to read. Ellen Hopkins is my favourite novelist. I chose Tilt, because it's a really good book! I love how Mikayla and Dylan are just so perfect! Sometimes...I want a relationship like that.

I hear a rustling in the back of the library. It snaps me out of my thoughts and startles me. A tall guy steps out from behind a shelf. He has long-ish brown hair with green eyes. He's wearing baggy jeans and a large T-shirt. So...he's the new kid everyone is talking about? I've never seen him here before. I hope he doesn't stay long, because I want my space to not be clouded with another guy. He sees me and smiles. I see him coming over to me.

I want to take my eyes off him...but I'm captivated by the way his face is so sculpted. "Hey. I'm Jesse. I'm new here," he smiles at me.

"H-Hi...I'm E-Evan."

"So...Ellen Hopkins, huh? Nice. I got into her books for a while." He sounds like the smooth type, always gets the ladies.

"Yeah...Uhm what are you doing here, if I may ask..."

"Oh! I'm here...because I like to read? I'm not one to make friends easily...but y'know."

I nod quickly and return to my book, taking shy glances at him over the top of my book. He has already sat down and is reading some book I've never seen before, let alone knew it was here. It's a pretty thick book, too.

"You know...I can feel you looking at me," he speaks up. My face feels hot, I'm blushing.

"It's okay. Look all you want, I'm not judging...Evan."

I gulp and return to my book. I think he is cute. I've never actually come to terms with my sexuality...but...

I think I'm falling for him.