Evan starts running.

“Evannnnn wait up!” Amber calls.

Evan wait up! Haha, she's desperate. 

I snort and Amber looks at me confused.

“What’s your problem Aaron?” She says angrily.

How does she know my name though?

Am I this out of touch with my classmates?

“Nothing.” I cackle.

Her face turns red and she runs after him with a hmph.

I follow.

When I finally get to band they are already playing a song I know well.

(WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY-)

“Aaron! Over here!” Someone whispers.

I look over and it’s Evan.

‘Ah, I’d rather not.’ I ignore him and continue to my guitar.

Apparently he plays too.

The orphanage comes back in vivid detail.

[Fades into memory]

“Hehe Evan look!” I say.

I look over and look back down.

“It’s a guitar!” I continue.

I pick it up and stroll over.

“Oh cool! Can you play?”

I giggle and smile.

My fingers strum along the guitar and I start to play a soft tune.

“Hum hum hum hum.” Aaron hums along.

[Fades back out]

I clutch my chest and my breath feels heavy.

“A-are you ok?”

I look behind me and it’s Evan.

I get startled from how close he is to me.

Straining my chest I say “I’m fine.”

He looks me in the eyes. “You sure?”

“Yes I’m fine.”

I’m not fine.

My heart is beating extremely fast.

I’m remembering things I should have memory of.

”...I’m adopted.” I say without thinking.

“What?” Evan says.

Oh crap I said that out loud?

“It’s nothing.”

He walks away and eventually class ends.

Evan’s POV

(In the hallway)

“Hey new kid! Wanna come with us to the arcade? We could use a new player.” A few classmates ask.

Out of the corner of my eye I see ‘him’.

“Uh, sorry guys..I have to do something.”

I run after him.

Aaron’s POV

[Fades into memory]

“Hey Evan.” I say and smile.

“Oh hey!” Evan replies and smiles back.

I see him strumming a guitar and failing miserably.

“Would you like me to teach you?” I ask.

His face lights up.

“Yes!”

[Fades out]

So I used to know him?

Why didn’t I remember?

Evan’s POV

“Aaron!” I yell.

He turns around to face me with a smile.

“..I remember you.” He says.

I hug him, not lightly. A straight up bear hug.

He hugs back, almost seemingly desperate for affection and we walk home together, having small talk along the way.

While walking with him I realized, I missed him a lot.