It was the first day of eighth grade. I walked over to my friends at lunch. I sat down next to JoJo and Rae.
"Ya know we have a new kid this year." My friend Hunter said.
"Yeah I know, he is so annoying and in all my classes." I explained.
She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Who are you talking about?" She asked me.
"Daniel Weiss, who are you talking about?"
"Evan Smith." She pointed across the cafeteria.
I looked the way where she was pointing. He was sitting at Aaron Hansen's table. One day and he had already hit popularity.
'This kid is good.' I thought.
"He moved here from Illinois."
He turned his head and I made eye contact with him, or what could be counted as eye contact across the cafeteria. He went back talking to his friends. I turned my head to Hunter.
"Evan, huh?" I said.
JoJo turned to me. "Em don't get any ideas."
I pretended to look offended.
She rolled her eyes at me.
Later that day JoJo and I were walking down the hallway. I was talking to her and I wasnt paying attention to where I was going and I ran into someone. I fell backwards onto my ass.
"I'm so sorry." I said as I got up.
The boy turned to look at me, it was the new kid Evan.
"You should be. I dropped all my papers." He scolded.
Wow. Talk about rude.
I offered my hand to help him up, but he batted it away. He picked up his papers and gave me a nasty look.
"Still have any ideas?" JoJo asked.
"With him? No thanks, he's a jerk." I said.
We continued to walk and talk about our conversation. I looked back at Evan behind us. Something about him seemed familiar.