Evan hadn't moved from his uncomfortable sprawl from when Connor pushed him. Instead of getting up and moving, he was frozen, motionless. The dull throb from his broken arm was pushed to the back of his mind as he panicked on the dusty school floor.

From down the hall, he heard someone gasp. His head whipped around as he noticed Zoe Murphy, wide eyed, staring at him.

In a split second everything came back to him when she started towards him, the panic setting in, and a feeling he couldn't identify, was it disappointment?

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Zoe looked down at him and offered him a hand, but Evan was too afraid to take it. What was she sorry about? This had nothing to do with her but- no… Is she sorry for Connor being his soulmate? That's not her fault. If it's anyone's, it's mine, thought Evan, staring at her outstretched hand, terrified.

Scared, he took her hand.

"I- I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I didn't mean for this to happen and uh…" Evan trailed off as she hauled him up, surprisingly strong for her slight build.

"You're Evan right? Evan Hansen?"

"Yeah.. I- I'm sorry I-"

"I'm Zoe Murphy."

"I-I know- I know who you are." Evan kicked himself mentally as he came off stalker-ish to his crush, well… what what was she now, now that Connor was his soulmate…

Zoe looked surprised for a second before brushing it off, not too hung up on it. Clearing her throat quietly, she continued. "So… um… I saw what happened and uh…"

Evan's eyes widened, scared she was going to reject him, hate him for being his brother's match, hating him for everything-

"It's okay Evan. I'm sorry you got stuck with my asshole brother who doesn't even apologize and runs away from his problems just…" Zoe continued to talk, but the fact she apologized made him stop. It wasn't Zoe's fault.

"Evan?" She looked at him concerned, Evan not realizing he wasn't paying attention to a word she was saying in the past two minutes, he hoped she didn't say anything important. "Are you okay? You look nauseous."

Now that Zoe mentioned it, Evan didn't feel that great. The shock of her comforting him, well… at least trying to comfort him, distracted him from the growing sense of dread and anxiety that had built in his stomach. It all seemed so surreal to him.

Zoe, being the kind person she was, held the one sided conversation with ease, as if it was second nature. Maybe this was how all her conversations with Connor went. But I shouldn't intrude, he thought, that isn't my place to judge.

"Can I... Can I just call my mom to pick me up?"

"Oh! Oh yeah, I'll just get out of your way then." Zoe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear behind her ear as she offered me a hand to get up. "I can go find Connor for you if you know… wanna talk to him?" She looked hopeful, almost wanting Evan to talk to her brother, but her face quickly fell when he pulled out his phone.

Ugh. What was I thinking? Zoe pulled Evan to his feet as she glanced over at the panicky teen. I don't know why I even thought why it would be a good idea for him to meet Connor. Granted, he was his soulmate, but everyone knows Connor as the local drug addict. Why would this Evan kid even want to see my shitbag of a brother after what he did, he freaking shoved him to the ground! God… Zoe thought, zoning out.

"Wait." Snapping out of it, she looked over at at Evan, an idea forming in her head. "Hold on. It it'll take a sec, but… don't leave yet." She looked him in the eyes, backed away for a couple steps before turning and sprinting down the path Connor had fled.

Evan stood with his phone out, nervous and fidgeting, waiting for Zoe to come back, but she never did.

A/N: AHAHAHAHAHAHA GUESS WHO'S BACK FUCKERS ITS YA BOI…. haha jk I'm back after seven months I would never call you guys that I'm sorry pls stay

Anyway wanna know the reason I start this then freaking abandon it? Well, reason a. my mom's a psycho, we thought we were going to move out of our house, reason b. my dad snapped his achilles tendon, so we've been dealing with that still. Oh yeah. We're moving out when he gets better so oof. Reason c. Soccer, Band, the Fall One Acts, I'm a busy dude so yeah. No time to write. I just got to writing this because I missed days off cuz I'm sick. We won't have a weekly band show though so I should have more time to write lately but don't expect an regular update schedule I guess. I don't know I'm sorry about all of this I just yeah…