Argh! College life is so hard; luckily, I only have four days a week for classes. Anyway, thanks to Kiki254 for reviewing the first chapter. So in this chapter, you will also hear from the minor character, Cody Rhodes.

Chapter Two

Evan:

I woke up beside Kelly. Her hair cascading like a golden waterfall as she slept. I was astounded by her beauty—not that I wasn't before. I almost kissed her right then. When I looked at my watch absently, is saw that the digital numbers just strike at eight thirty in the morning. When I sat up, and got up from the bed. Kelly opened her eyes and looked at me. "What's wrong?" She asked. I turned to look at her and began to glare at her. "Thanks to you, I'll get fired from my job at the Diner. My shift starts at seven!" I exclaimed. "If you weren't such a baby and slept on your own, this never should have happen!" I scolded her.

"I'm sorry." She said. I'm late for my job and I could even get fired because of her, and now going to college will be impossible, and she's just saying that she's sorry. I know I was overreacting but I got the gist of it.

"You're sorry?" I repeated sarcastically. "Thanks to you, college would be impossible."

"My father can get you a scholarship offer in UCLA—"

I shook my head and cut her off. "I don't need your freaking help, what I need is for you to stop acting like we're friends 'cause we're not, because you obviously think that I'm a loser." I slammed the door as I got out of her room. I felt bad for blaming her but she was the one who wanted me to stay there. I really don't know what to do. Why on earth did she even asked me to stay with her? I mean, it's not like someone's going to do something bad to her.

Kelly:

I sighed as Evan walked away. What was that all about anyway? Yeah, I know he needs money but it's a Saturday. I know he has part time job and I know that I'm being selfish but he is being a baby. The emptiness of my house sort of got to me so I went out to talk to my friends at a diner.

When I walked in, the smell of fries, hotdogs, burgers, and bacon filled my nostrils. I don't know why but it makes me sick just to smell those things—and even eat them, that's why I'd been a vegan since eleventh grade. "Kelly." I heard my friend Eve Torres call out to me. I smiled and sat next to her. Ted and Maryse, but as the whole school call them, Social and Climber. Ted being so socially rich, while Maryse, being that she liked shopping, is Climber. Hence, social climber. I wrinkled my nose when I saw Ted gobbling a Burger. Ted looked at my disgusted expression. "What?" He asked.

"You do realize that what you're eating right now is so gross." I told him. He smirked at me. "What's so gross about it?" He asked me innocently. "Well, for one thing, the person who is eating it." I told him. Eve and Maryse giggled. "Not funny," Ted said. When I turned around, I saw Evan. I was like, Wow, he works here too? Ted saw Evan as well, and much like his best bud, Cody, Ted also liked to bully Evan.

"Lookee who we have here? I guess the poorest kid in school literally needs to work on the weekends!" Ted said. He made sure that Evan heard it. I saw Evan wince and sure enough, he ignored Ted's nasty comments. "Oh, I guess he's playing dumb." Ted said again. "Hey, Maryse, what's the word for stupid in French?" Ted asked. Before Marsye could even answer, Evan walked toward us, faking a grin.

"Can I get you guys anything?" He asked in gritted teeth. Ted smirked. "I want another waiter." He said. "He'll probably just spit on my food when no one's looking." Eve and Maryse giggled again. I rolled my eyes.

"I'd like some water, please." I said. Evan turned to me and the expression on his face was unreadable. "Anything else?" he asked. I smiled at him. "No. I'm good, but thank you for asking anyway." I replied.

"I'll be back with your water." He said.

Ted, Maryse, and Eve looked at me as if I was from another planet. "What?" I asked. They rolled their eyes.

Evan:

My body was already giving up. I was so tired, I absently looked at my watch again and found that it was pass seven already. I went out to take the trash of the diner; my last task for the day. As I placed the bag of trash in the bin, I heard someone call me. "Hey Evan," I turned around and saw Kelly. I looked away from her and clenched my jaw.

"You and you're friends have a good laugh?" I asked her sarcastically. She looked away. "I didn't laugh, I found you having to work hard for money quite charming." She said. I smiled for the first time that evening. She had this way of calming me down. No one, not even my mom could do that—well with as a sudden exception. "You're cute when you smile." She said.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to be mad at her.

"Just making sure my friends didn't hurt your ego." She absently rolled her eye. I found her gesture cute, but disregarded the thought as soon as it came. "Well, what do you care anyway? I mean, don't pretend like you know me because you don't." I hoped that my voice didn't show nervousness because that would've been too weird to hear. She looked down on her feet and shuffled them.

"That's why I wanted to get to know you better, I mean, for three years you have been working for my family but I don't know a single thing about you—with the exception of your name, of course." She said. I shook my head as I started back to the door.

"Let's keep it that way." I said. I was hoping that she wouldn't ask why, but you guessed what happen. "Why?" She asked. I looked at her. "Because we're not fit together, as friends, I mean."

"I want to be friends with you, but you're not giving me the credit to be one."

I spun around to look at her. "Would you look at yourself? I mean, how could a girl who grew up from caviar, wine, and gold want to be friends with a guy who grew up from beer and pretzels?" I asked her. She looked down. "You see?"

"I just want to be friends…" She said again.

"Well, I don't." I walked back inside. When I got out a few moments later, she wasn't there anymore. What the hell was I thinking anyway? We are not friends…and we'll probably never have the chance to be one because I pushed her away.

Kelly:

I shouldn't feel like this. But why do I feel it? I don't want to cry about him. What is his role in my life anyway? Probably nothing. But I can't deny the fact that I'm feeling sad because of it. I kept on asking myself Am I really like my friends? I know I'm not but Evan seems to think so. I felt a tears jerk away from my eyes. I dabbed them lightly. I thought to myself, This was the very first time a guy made me cry—I didn't expect that guy to be Evan. "Why are you stupid sometimes Kelly?" I asked myself.

"If he doesn't want to be your friend, you can't force him to be one." But why do I feel this way?

Cody:

Kelly was my first love. I thought right then, that she was the girl I was going to marry. But my mind suddenly changed. I figured that I wasn't in love with her after all. I was in love with my best friend's girlfriend, Maryse. Back then, I always thought of her as a bitch and a social climber but…still, I can't explain it. I know that if Ted will find out about this, for sure he'll kill me—well maybe I'm speaking too literally here. You see, Ted is a guy who doesn't want anyone near Maryse. With my sudden exception. I was lucky. I'm waiting for my moment…and if it comes, I'll be sure to tell Maryse how I feel.

Evan:

The next day was Sunday, the only day that I didn't work. It was also my rest day. My mom always goes to church but I stay behind to study. She leaves me in charge with my little brother, Nick. Like I said before, my two and a half year old little brother had leukemia and it would only take a miracle for him to live. Although he was undergoing chemotherapy, his chances of living a normal life keeps on decreasing each and every day, sometimes I hear my mom cry every night because of this. And that was my motivation to study hard and graduate on top of the class. Those way scholarships will come easily. In fact, some colleges are already keeping me posted with their scholarships. I want to become a doctor someday, so that I can help other people who are suffering. But my dream is as close to coming and fading. I don't even know…

There was a sudden knock on the door, which I thought was odd because I knew for a fact that my mother is still at church, and it doesn't end until nine. I opened the door and to my huge surprise, I saw Kelly. She was dressed in a pink top, pedal pants, and sneakers. She smiled at me. "Good morning." She greeted, even after the spiteful things I told her she even bothered to come to my apartment. I mumbled good morning as well and let her in.

"I bought some toys for Nick, where is he?" she asked me. No one ever did that for my family…especially for my little brother. "He's sleeping." I told her. "I guess I'll just wait for him to wake up then, where's your mom?'

Oh good Lord, I hope she stays just for a while, I have enough stress as it is. "She's at church."

"Oh, okay."

For the past hour and a half Kelly was staring at me. I don't know why but I found it cute. But then, those words I told her last night came surging back and I hoped she doesn't go around and asking about it. But sure enough…

"Evan about last night," she trailed off.

Oh good she remembered… "I'm sorry sometimes I can be like that when I'm tired." I told her instead. Kelly shook her head. "I know that those things you said last night were true to your heart, and I can't blame you for that." She said. I don't know why but she knew me…she…Uh—damn, I don't know what to do anymore. It's like one minute she's part of the 'it' crowd, and the next thing I knew she's being friendly. She is such a hypocrite. I hate her.

"I know that you think that I'm a hypocrite. But there's more to me than meets the eye." My God! How does she even do that? Is she a mind reader or something?

"No, I don't." I lied.

"I know you do. I can see it in your eyes." She said. Her eyes were almost watering.

Kelly:

As I sat across the room from Evan, I was dumbfounded. I knew it well enough that he thought I was a hypocrite. But I am not like that. I want to be friends with him but, like I said he pushes me away. I can't be a standoffish anymore. Maybe I never was one. I'm not cool at all. I kind of well…geeky but Evan don't seem to think so, he thinks otherwise. And it hurts me that he doesn't like me. I stood up and saw a mini library in the corner. I saw works of Tolstoy, Shakespeare, I wonder if Evan reads these kinds of books. I figured he was because he is kind of bookish…in a cute kind of way.

"Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps" I said aloud. Evan looked at me and smiled. "You read Shakespeare too, I reckon."

"Yeah, well, just for a book report…and someone told me that Much ado about nothing, is a good one." I said.

"I reckon so," He sounded uninterested.

"So, what's with you and all your jobs?" I asked suddenly.

"My brother had leukemia and he needs chemotherapy." His voice sounded hurt. I felt bad for even asking. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"Yeah, you shouldn't have." Evan hissed. "Because you don't know what it's like to work hard because everything is handed to you on a silver platter, while I need to work hard for everything and still achieve so little!"

"I—"

"No. Don't even bother to say anything because I don't need your freaking opinion!" He paused, eyeing me. I've never felt berated like this my entire life. "Don't you get that? I don't like, I don't want to be near you, and more importantly, I don't want to be friends with someone like you!" He paused again; I don't think I can bear it any longer. "And you know something else, you are just like your friends, stuck up and airheads!"

"I maybe like them, stuck up and airhead—go ahead pick whichever name you want to call me—but deep down inside you're all alone and I can see why no one even wants to befriend you because you push people away, and I wouldn't be too surprised if Yoshi stopped hanging with you." I walked towards the door and slammed it.

End of Chapter

Things got pretty heated didn't it.