AN: Here's chapter two as well, since chapter one is the same as the one shot. Anything DEH related does not belong to me. Enjoy!

Every household had a Color Key, a book that told you what each color was called and showed you each one. The idea was that you and your Soulmate would sit down together when you found each other and look through it together. Evalynn doubted she would ever get Connor Murphy to sit down and look at the Color Key with her.

Which was why she was now staring at a computer screen with the most depressing "Dear Evalynn Hansen: Today is going to be a good day and here's why" note she had ever managed to write. To be fair, it was also the first time in almost a month she had managed to write a complete letter to herself for her therapist, so that was a plus, right?

'Dear Evalynn Hansen:

Turns out, today wasn't a good day at all and here's why. Because today I found my Soulmate. Which should be a good thing, right? But it's not. Because why would it be?

I had to go and be Soulmates with the most unapproachable guy in the whole school. I'm such a screw up, I can't even get a good Soulmate. Maybe if I could just talk to him, everything would be different.

I wish everything was different. I wish anything I said… mattered to… anyone. I mean, face it: would anybody even notice if I just… disappeared tomorrow?

Sincerely, your best and most dearest friend,

Me.'

Taking a deep breath, Evalynn hit print and logged off the computer. As she picked up her bag and stood up, she found herself inches away from Connor Murphy's face and took an involuntary step back to avoid touching him again.

"So, what happened to your arm?"

Evalynn blinked, unsure if she had just heard the boy in front of her correctly.

"Oh, um… I, uh, f-fell out of a t-tree actually."

"You fell out of a tree? That's just the saddest fucking thing I've ever heard, oh my God."

Connor laughed and Evalynn swallowed, shifting her weight awkwardly.

"No one's signed your cast," he noticed, becoming a bit more serious.

"No, I know," Evalynn nodded timidly, looking down at the white casing on her arm.

"I'll sign it."

"Oh. Um… y-you don't have to."

"Do you have a Sharpie?"

There was a beat as they stared at each other, Evalynn noticing the slight hue to Connor's eyes that made them not totally black. She wouldn't know exactly what color they were until she had a chance to check the Color Key. Biting her lip, she reached into her back pocket for the marker that her mom had handed to her on the way out the door and handed it over. Using his teeth, he uncapped the Sharpie, pulling her cast closer to him as he did so.

"Ow."

Connor paused, marker hovering over the cast, to look at her before scrawling his name in all-caps along an entire side of the otherwise pristine fiberglass. When he was finished, Evalynn pulled her arm back toward herself, staring down at the name.

"Oh. Great. Thanks."

"Now we can both pretend that we have friends," Connor said, holding the now-closed marker to her.

"Good point," she took the marker from him, shoving it back in her pocket.

She turned to leave then, hoping to get out of there before it could get more awkward. Her mind kept replaying that last word he used… friends. It was like he didn't even acknowledge the colors that were all around them. She knew that he could see them, that it wasn't one-sided, because of how he had stared at her in the hall after he shoved her.

"Is this yours? I found it on the printer. 'Dear Evalynn Hansen.' That's your name, right?"

Evalynn felt her heart drop into her stomach as she turned back to see the piece of paper in Connor's outstretched hand.

"Oh, that's j-just a stupid, i-it's a paper I had to write for a, um, for an a-assignment…"

She reached out to take it, but Connor pulled it away, looking a little closer at it.

"'Because today I found my Soulmate,'" he paused, looking back up at her. "Is this about me?"

"N-no. Not at all," Evalynn shook her head fiercely, trying to get the paper back.

"You wrote this because you knew I would find it."

"W-what?"

Evalynn made a desperate grab for the letter, but Connor held it out of her reach, still rambling on.

"You saw that I was the only other person in the computer lab, so you wrote this and you printed it out, so that I would find it."

"Why would I do that?"

"So I would read about how you really feel about me and freak out, right? And then you can tell everyone that I'm crazy, right?"

"N-no. Wait. I don't even, what?"

"FUCK YOU!"

Connor shoved past her, letter still in his grasp as he rushed out of the computer lab.

"But I really, I-I need that back. Please. C-can you just, can you please give it back?"

Evalynn looked desperately down the empty hall, void of the boy in black, yet full of vibrant color.