Yes, you... Still like him, you still like Evan. You weren't sure why, he did act rude to you a little bit at fifth grade. But this Sixth Grade, it's like his rudeness is just a joke. Like he avoided hurting your feelings.

Which made you suspicious. During fifth grade, some of your friends said that Evan possibly likes you back. I mean, who knows?

You shook the thought off and continued to listen to the teacher. This was currently the last subject, which was... Values. Which is like, your personality. You didn't get it though.

' ' If we all learn this and graduate and get a diploma... Won't we forget everything that we learned? ' '

Your thoughts were interrupted by the bell ringing. Everyone rushed to their lockers to put their books and notebooks in. While you fixed everything you needed to bring home. You arranged your notebooks in order, because the teacher said so. Once crowd of people at the locker seemed few, you walked over there with all your books and notebooks and walked to your locker, then shoved them in...

Not really, you arranged the books and notebooks in your locker, before locking it. You walked to your bag, grabbed it and head off outside of the classroom.

You looked at the classroom Evan and Jonathan are in, you had eyes on them, mostly Evan. You know how good his grades are, he wanted to make his parents happy. Jonathan, on the hand, wasn't that smart... and wasn't that dumb. He was pretty much in the middle, just like you.

' ' Let me think of why I like both of them... ' '

You like Jonathan because he was nice, very joking if needed and cute... That's all you could think of. You realized all of your classmates were already leaving, some still hanging around, you didn't care.

You like Evan because... He was smart, also cute and he may act mean and all, but you know he's just acting! It was... Too much.

With a huff, you walked past their classroom, towards the stairs. ' ' Wonder what the future will be like...? ' ' You wondered and exited through the way where the school buses were like the rebel you are. Who are you kidding, others do it!

You kept on walking until you reached the beautiful cement area, it wasn't that far though. When you finally made it, you saw Jonathan exit. You made a terrified noise and ran off.

' ' Why am I even doing this? He's still my... friend. Sure, he may seem oblivious to this... But, maybe I should talk to him again? ' '

' ' But I'll try to be less "annoying" to him... I hope the same thing won't happen, if it does, I have no idea what on earth I'll do next... ' '

' ' But... I think I still like Evan... No, that's not right... I know I still like Evan, even if my brain says unlikely. I don't even care if I like him for his looks, but I know it.. I know he's kind. I accept that I still like him... ' '