It had been about a month since Lucas's freshman year in Highschool started when he first started getting distracted by Evelyn in class. Maybe it was because she had lived next door his entire life, or maybe it was because her parents and his parents had been friends since college, but Lucas couldn’t think of a single childhood memory where she wasn’t there. They were, as Forrest Gump would say, “like peas and carrots.” They walked to school together, they went to class together, they sat near each other, ate lunch together, waited for each other's clubs to finish, they walked home together, they texted each other at night, they hung out on the weekends. However, something about Highschool made Luke look at Evelyn differently.
At first, it was just little glances towards her general area during class or he would think about her wavy brown hair a little more than usual, but by September, he would find himself completely focusing on her like she was the only thing to focus on. He noticed when she smiled, the way she would shake her right leg when she was trying to think of an answer to a question, ...other things.
Though that may have just been his tendency to hyperfixate on things and not necessarily him being interested in her, or that’s what he told himself so that he didn’t have to deal with the repercussions of first love. After all, he had seen what unrequited love could do to a person. In seventh grade, there was a boy that Evelyn had told she liked and the boy rejected her. I took her two months before she could be closer than ten feet from him without crying. Additionally, she hadn’t hung out with Lucas for a whole week after her rejection. He knew that he didn’t even want to risk feeling pain like that, especially considering his only friend would be the person who hurt him. Sure there were people in the book club who he thought were nice and all, but as far as friends went, he only had Evelyn.
Evelyn had always listened to him, even when he was talking too much. Unlike Mom or Dad or anybody else, Evelyn always listened. She may not have always known what Lucas was talking about, but she would always listen intently to whatever he had decided he wanted to ramble on about. So, out of courtesy, he listened to her talk too. She mostly talked about volleyball or tv shows she was watching, but that didn’t bother him, he could lower the complexity of his conversations every once and a while if it was for his friend.
“Hey, Lucas,” the teacher said, making Luke lose his train of thought “name three parts of an animal cell.” Luke looked at his teacher with a blank expression. “Come on Luke, we just went over this.”
“Oh Sorry,” he said, still thinking about the right answer while fidgeting with his pen, “I was just processing what you said.” Luke struggled for a second, and then he remembered 7th grade, when he had taken notes for Evelyn in science, because she couldn’t stop crying. “Um, the mitochondriac-”he blushed a little out of embarrassment “ sorry, the mitochondria, the nucleus, and the cell wall.”
“Good answer” the teacher said quickly and then she moved on to teaching the class again. What was he thinking about? Oh yes, that's right, Evelyn, and how he didn’t have a crush on her or her beautiful brown eyes or her pretty smile, or her wavy brown hair or her che-. He caught himself. No, you can’t be thinking like that, you’ll only become more awkward than you already are.
It had been about three hours since their last class together, (not that he was keeping track or anything) and she had about 15 minutes of volleyball practice until she was ready to go. He watched as she set the ball perfectly to the spikers. He knew how hard that was, he had watched haikyuu!!.
As they walked home, they began speaking to each other.
“Hey, you seemed a little out of it today, has something got you distracted?” she asked.
“You,” a tiny voice in his head said.
“no. nope. nothing in particular.” he said, obviously distracted
“Are you sure?” he nodded “you know you can tell me anything, right?”
“I don’t really think I can tell you about this one.” he said right before immediately regretting it
“Oh? You can’t tell me? Is it about a girl?” Evelyn said teasingly. His face went red with embarrassment. “Wait, really? Who is it? Tell me!”“No” he said quietly
“Come on, please!”
“No, you are too close to the person for me to be able to tell you.”
“Hmmm, ok” she said suspiciously.
After arriving home and eating dinner, Lucas went straight to his room. Upon entering his room and sitting down, he spaced out. I wonder if I could eat a bee without being stung. In theory I could, but there are multiple complications like is the bee moving or is it dead. I wonder what Evelyn’s doing. Doesn’t she take a shower at about this time? Lucas’s mind went to places it shouldn’t for a couple of minutes before he got distracted by another thought which led him to be distracted by another thought and all of a sudden it was 11 pm and the lights were somehow turned off. He texted Evelyn goodnight before promptly falling right to sleep.
hi, so this is my first time ever writing fiction that recreationally, so if it is sub par, assume it is due to lack of experience -ISF