R e m e m b e r M e .
**Chapter 1**

I did remember him. It’s Evan, my ex-boyfriend. I had always lived in Michigan with my family, but 2 years ago I moved. I moved to New York to live with my aunt and uncle because I wanted a new start with new people. Ashley and I still remained in touch though. I dated Evan 2 years ago when I was in 8^th grade. He broke up with me though and started hooking up with Julia, a girl from school. He actually started hooking up with her when we were still dating. I was so upset with him, I really liked him too. Evan is considered “a bad boy”. I was “too good” for him in 8^th grade, so he moved on to someone a bit more “wild”. I am now going to be entering 10^th grade and I’ll be a sophomore. We all have licenses now and have all “grown”. I am thinner and prettier now then I was in middle school. Evan was hotter and still looked like a “bad boy”.
“I guess I might remember you, Evan, right?” I said acting stupid like he never meant much to me.
“That’s right” He smirks, “Want a ride home?” He asks.
“No, Ashley is driving me home” I spit.
“Fine, suit yourself” He grins. I see him walk out the exit and jump on to his motorcycle. He is still grinning at me through the window while he puts on his helmet. I see him attach the extra helmet that was probably for me. I look around to act like I wasn’t staring at him. I couldn’t help but look at him though when I heard his engine roar and he flew off down the road. “Earth to Sadie” Ashley says while waving her hand in front of my face.
“Huh? What?” I say as I snap out of it.
“How about you put your eyes back in your head and wipe up your drool and walk to my car?”
“Is it that obvious?” She shakes her head ‘yes’. Da/mn. I get into Ashley’s car and she drives me to my house. I step out and thank her then walk into my old forgotten home. I walk up to my bedroom; it looks the same as it did when I left it 2 years back. I unpack my luggage and lay on my bed. I could smell my mom making dinner and could hear my dad watching television. My little brother walks in, “Sadie, there’s someone at the door for you”. I get out of bed looking confused. I look out of my window and see a motorcycle.

***Who do you thinks at the door? It’s sort of obvious, but what do you think they want?” Are you for or against Evan? Thanks if you are reading and be sure to fave if you are! Thanks, -lamusicaesmivida***

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