2. Evan

Laydon, Ethan, and the other rwo whipped their heads around to see who Monica was talking about. As Laydon saw, sure enough it was the girl from the park. She stood there with her long red hair pulled up into a tight ponytail, but besides that she looked the same she had in the park; a brown sweatshirt with the words "Adelphi University" printed in gold and loose fitting jeans tucked into calf-hi white Chucks.

Mr. Doyle cleared his throat to call the class to attention, but it seemed that the whole class was already starring at the mysterious girl. The guys were starring with looks of desire, and the girls with jealousy. "Class," Mr. Doyle said loudly trying to get them to look at him, a few people's eyes looked over at him, and he knew he was at a loss. "This is my neice, Evan." Finally, Laydon thought, I have a name for her. "Her aunt put her and her brother under my wing, so they will be joining us in a few days time."

Evan looked around the classroom, a fake smile on her face when she saw Laydon. She raised an eyebrow and a true smile broke out on her perfect face. Everyone in the class turned to see who she was looking at, but she had already turned away. "Thank you for letting me come today, Uncle." The class noticed, as Laydon had, how exquisite her voice was.

"I thought you'd like to meet my facorite class," he replied. "After all some are like you.. GO ahead and mingle." he smiled before stage whispering, "Make a few friends." The class laughed lightly.

Evan looked uncomfortable, being put on the spot. She glanced around the class; as her gaze fell upon a couple of tables the guys shifted, welcoming her. But she ignored them, looking. And then she started walking towards Laydon's table.

Laydon heard Ethan's breath catch and he saw the girl roll their eyes. As he watched her he noticed the peircing green of her eyes, unable to know how he missed them before. She pulled out the last chair at their table and sat down, crossing her legs. "Hello," she said, smiling softly, waiting for someone to day something. No, daring someone to sat something.

Jessy was the one to accept it. "Hi," she said smiling. "I'm Jessy. It's nice to meet you." She held out her hand.

Evan took it. "You too. It's nice here."

Ethan snorted. "Right." The entire table looked at him, Evan taken aback. "Ah, fu--I mean, uh, it's not that exciting, so..."

"Well I used to live in a big city," Evan shrugged, "So I like it calmer."

"Little La Jolla," Monica said. "The only problem is the price. I'm Monica." She smiled but didn't offer her hand.

Evan didn't find it odd, just smiling. "Hi," she said.

"Uh," Haley said, who was being rather quiet. "I'm Haley, and I hear you've already met our buddy Laydon here," she kicked his chair.

Laydon looked at Haley quickly, glaring slightly, before running a hand through his hair, smiling embarassingly. "Yeah," he said.

"I remember," Evan said smiling still. "This morning, wasn't it?"

"Don't tell Jocelyn that," Haley mumbled before going back to her sketching.

"So," J-dog said chanigng the subject, "Mr. Doyle is your uncle?"

"Yup," Evan shrugged, leaning back in her chair. She looked sideways at Laydon's sketch before he closed his book. "My brother and I were sent here, like he sort of said, by our aunt. Dick's taken us in."

"What about your patents?" Monni asked.

"My mum, and dad died a long time ago. Along with my other brother, Andrew, and sister Chloe." She said it normally, nonchalantly. Laydon already knew her parents were gone, but not her brother and sister.

"Oh my God," Monica said.

"I'm so sorry," Jessy added, eyes wide, sorry.

"It's okay," She looked uncomfortable again. "I'm not looking for pity."

"But still," Ethan said quietly. "It's still a shock."

"Yeah," Evan said, not really paying much attention anymore. She was watching Laydon.

He was oddly quiet, sitting there, book closed and not speaking, just staring of. He was thinking. By the way Ethan was acting, nervous and anxious, Laydon knew that he actially liked her; not a one-night like Ethan was known for. But Laydon still felt like there was some pull, some tug, some song, pulling himself, not Ethan to her. But they were all right; he did have Jocelyn. Even if she was a psycho hose-beast like they'd say from Wayne's World. And he did want Ethan to actually have a relationship...

Then Laydon noticed they were all staring at him. "Huh?" he asked.

"I asked if you were going to the football game tonight," Haley asked, annoyed. "Last one and all."

"Oh," Laydon said nodding. "Yeah. I got to go watch Ethan play his heart out. Or just stand on the sideline."

"Oh really?" Evan laughed and looked at Ethan, an eyebrow raised.

"He's joking," Ethan said pointedly. "Right bro?" He looked at Laydon sternly.

"Totally," Laydon said as the girls started laughing.

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-S.
"Have you ever been alone in a crowded room? Well I'm here with you; I said the world could be burning until there is nothing left but Dark Blue."
-Jack's Mannequin (You'll understand it with the next post. x)