Evan is smart . . .
he's funny . . .
he's attractive, intense, athletic . . .
he's even a fairly decent dancer.
He's perfect!!!
And he wants me.
So why, why WHY am I so confused?

Jessica was just about to throw out a comment about how she wasn't suprised that Evan considered himself to be psychic whaen she saw Will Simmons rounding the corner at the far end of the hall. The words died in her throat. Will wasn't alone - it was WillandMelissa. She felt her whole body stiffen, and she almost dropped Evan's hand. Almost.
Whatever happens, just keep smiling, she thought. She gripped Evan's hand tighter.
Then Will spotted her, and their eyes locked. For a split second everything flipped into slow motion. Will's glance flickered from Jessica to Evan and back, and for an instant he looked stricken. His arm reflexively tightened around Melissa.
Melissa looked up, and a triumphant smile spread slowly across her lips. She whispered something to Will, who looked completely back in conttrol now. Has Jessica just imagined his pained look, wanting him to feel as torn apart as she did? Will whispered something to Melissa, and they both laughed. Jessica couldn't breathe. They were mocking her. Will was mocking her.
How could he? After everything-
"I have to go," Jessica said, finally slipping her now sweaty palm away from Evan's. Before anyone could even react, she was halfway down the hall and feeling like a total loser.