Sorry about the wait. I know I'm slow. And it's short. But here it is!

Evelyn moved as fast as she could, putting on her clothes and quietly sneaking through the dorms, praying that nobody would wake up. She made it outside, only to come face to face with a prefect, Edward.

She grimaced as he raised his eyebrows at her, looking her up and down. "Well, what do we have here?"

She sighed. "Come on, Edward. Don't be an asshole. Just let me go."

He gave her a smirk. "Convince me."

Evelyn rolled her eyes. Quickly, she lifted up her shirt, showing him her bare chest. As he stood there, amazed, she pushed past him and ran to her own dorm.

Gary woke up as Evelyn was sneaking out, though she didn't seem to realize. He sighed, turning on his back as she closed the door, and stared up at the ceiling.

He had wished that she stayed. He wanted to discuss the night before, although he knew it would be painfully awkward. The night before with Evelyn had been Gary's first time, and he knew it had been hers as well. He never saw a need for sex, especially since he hated most people, but last night with her was absolutely perfect in Gary's eyes.

Gary got up out of bed, stretching and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He quickly got dressed and headed toward the school. There was a weird sort of tension in the air. He felt differently about himself, and he felt as if all his schoolmates could see the change as well. As if they knew about him and Evelyn. It was surreal.

He went into the cafeteria and saw Evelyn sitting at one of the tables. She was one of the only people in here, hunched over a tray with a carton of chocolate milk and some moldy looking eggs and bacon. She had a notepad and a text book beside her, and he watched as she would read, flip through some pages, and then write for a bit.

He walked over to her and sat across from her. She didn't even look up. Something about her was different as well, Gary noticed. Her hair was up in a messy bun, not her usual stick straight hair with a headband. Her eyes were puffy and somewhat red, and Gary figured she had been crying earlier.

"Hey, Evey," he said quietly.

Evelyn jumped slightly and looked up at him. "Hey."

She quickly looked away from him.

"Are you alright?"

She nodded.

"Well, um, if you want to, you know, talk or something…"

"I'm just trying to do my homework," she responded. It came out harsher than she had meant it, and it confused Gary.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Evelyn sighed. "No, Gary. You didn't do anything wrong. I did."

"You…did?"

"Ricky said he went looking for me last night. He came to see me this morning…he wanted to walk me to class, but I couldn't let him. Not after last night."

Gary just stared at her, still confused.

"He wants me to be his girlfriend. He asked me today."

"And?"

"Well, I said I'd give him an answer later."

Gary ran a hand through his hair. "And, uh, what's your answer for him?"

Evelyn sighed, and knowing what she was about to tell him, he instantly regretted asking her.

"I like him, Gary. I've liked him for a long time."

Gary nodded slowly. He felt like reaching over the table and strangling her. He balled his hand into a fist under the table, knuckles turning pale. "Right."

"Will we still be friends if I date him?"

Gary didn't answer.

"I'd rather have you as a friend than have Ricky as a boyfriend."

The word 'boyfriend' made him want to vomit. He felt weird, torn up on the inside, and he wanted to scream at her.

"Yeah," he finally answered. "We'll still be friends. Just do what you want."

Evelyn watched as he got up and headed out of the cafeteria. She thought maybe she'd cry again, but forced herself not to.

Gary was more than grateful for the bottles of booze still left over from the night before. He slammed the door and unscrewed the cap to one of the bottles, taking a large swig.

He heard a small knock at his door after his second bottle and opened the door to see Pete standing there.

"Aw, shucks, little Petey. Did you come to visit me?"

Pete stepped back, grimacing from the strong smell of alcohol. "Are you drinking?"

"I had a few sips."

Pete stepped in and closed the door behind him. "Are you alright, Gary? How did things with Evelyn go?"

"Oh, my daaarling Evey. She's pretty, isn't she? She has soft hair."

Pete's eyes widened. He had never seen Gary like this.

"I hate her, you know? Because she doesn't want me. I am nice to her, and I actually like being around with her, and she would rather go suck face with that greaseball. His jacket isn't even real leather!"

"Okay, Gary. How about you sit down?" Petey helped his friend sit on the bed, taking the bottle of wine from his hand.

"Are you trying to sleep with me, Petey? I fucking knew it," Gary slurred and giggled. His face turned serious and he pouted suddenly. "But then you'll probably just ditch me for some greaser! You know what I should do, Femme Boy? I should burn down the school!"

"Gary!"

Gary plopped onto the bed, lying down. "Just kidding. Or am I?"

Evelyn jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Ricky.

"Sheesh, you are jumpy today," he said with a smile. "You alright?"

She nodded, forcing a smile. Evelyn didn't want to see anyone today, especially not Ricky or Gary. "I'm okay. Just not feeling well."

Ricky frowned. "Maybe you should go back to your room and lay down."

Evelyn sighed. "Yeah, you're right."

She gathered her books and got up, leaving the school.

Instead of going to her dorm, Evelyn snuck out to the beach.

She kicked off her shoes and sat at the shoreline, focusing her mind on the feel of the sand and waves on her feet.

She scolded herself for letting it go this far. For letting herself sleep with Gary, especially when she wanted Ricky so badly. But now, sitting at the beach, she wondered if Ricky really was the one she wanted.

They didn't particularly fit well together. He was too obsessed with his stupid cars, and hanging out with him meant hanging out with Lola.

Being with Gary was much different. She could be herself around Gary.

Evelyn laid down in the sand, watching the clouds go by.

She wasn't sure she really wanted to be herself anyway.

"She said, lover, come and hold me

I am terribly afraid

While you're shouting at the stars

my scars are not fading away."