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10 Things I Hate About You AU Chapter 1

Fandom: Be More Chill, Dear Evan Hansen Characters: Michael, Jeremy, Evan, Connor, Rich, Jake, Alana, Zoe, Chloe, Brooke, Jenna, Jared Ships: Boyf riends, treebros, richjake, Zolana, Pink Berry Word count: 4.2k Summary: Evan and Jeremy both get their fair share of love, romance, lies, and ploys by the end of the year.

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Jeremy Heere was sitting in the guidance counselor’s office at his new high school. He had walked in several minutes ago but the counselor, Mr. Reyes, was busy tapping away at his computer.

“Come in! Come in!” Mr. Reyes had called in a strange, theatrical vibrato from his desk when Jeremy had knocked on his door.

“Sit down, please, Jeremy, I’ve been expecting you.” Mr. Reyes had said with an almost sinister looking smile.

“Uuuuuh…okay,” Jeremy had said, doing as he was told and took a seat on the chair in front of the desk.

10 minutes later and Mr. Reyes was still tapping away at his computer and Jeremy was glancing around, taking in the office, not really sure what else to do.

Mr. Reyes office was small and cluttered. It was decorated from floor to ceiling with posters of musical theater shows like Cats, The Phantom of the Opera, My Fair Lady, Cabaret, A Chorus Line, Hamilton, and many, many more. A microwave sat precariously on a stool in the corner, something inside it being heated. Jeremy hadn’t seen what it was when Mr. Reyes shoved it in a few minutes ago. The timer only had about 2:00 minutes on it now.

“Now, let’s see.” The guidance counselor said, finally closing his computer and opening up what Jeremy could only assume was his school file. He started skimming over it and making interested humming noises that made Jeremy nervous.

“My, my…changing schools in the middle of high school? I certainly hope nothing went wrong at your last school.” Mr. Reyes smirked at Jeremy and peered at him over the top of his glasses.

Jeremy glanced around the room. This was uncomfortable, to say the least.

He cleared his throat. “Oh no, actually my dad-”

“That’s enough.” Mr. Reyes said, putting his hand up to stop Jeremy, “I'm sure you won't find Middleborough any different than your old school.”

Jeremy raised his eyebrows and nodded.

It had all happened so fast. Jeremy’s dad had met someone when he was in the middle of his freshman year. Jeremy was just glad that his dad was able to get over his deadbeat mom and find someone new. She had left a few years ago and his dad hadn’t seemed okay for a long time after that.

His dad’s girlfriend was Heidi Hansen and she was really nice. A part-time nurse, part-time law student and she made his dad happy. She had long blonde hair, kind blue eyes, and Jeremy liked her smile and the way she spoke.

Heidi also had a kid, Evan. He was 1 year older than Jeremy but was nothing Jeremy had really expected in a big brother. Jeremy always pictured himself with a super cool older brother who played on the football team and was super smooth with the girls. He’d be tall with good hair and always have the best clothes and everyone would like him. And Jeremy would be just like him and his cool older brother would invite Jeremy to all the cool parties in town and everyone would be all “Dude, that’s your brother, he’s so cool. And you’re so cool too!”

When Jeremy first met Evan, after his dad insisted that things with Heidi were getting serious enough for their kids to meet, Evan was kind of the opposite of all of that. Evan didn’t play any sports or go to parties or had never dated anyone. He was shorter than Jeremy with okayish hair and nervous eyes. He wore the same weird combo of a blue polo and khakis every day and he stuttered and he spoke way too fast at times. He played with his hands and was hunched over a lot, and he was never able to stop moving. Always pulling at the bottom of his shirt or picking at his cast or wiping at his face. Evan had never dated a popular girl or date anyone…he didn’t even really have any friends. Jeremy was disappointed, to say the least.

But Evan was nice and Jeremy liked him enough.

Just before Jeremy’s summer break between sophomore and junior year, Heidi and Paul had bought a house together and the Hansen’s and the Heere’s moved in together. It was still pretty close to Jeremy’s old house and much bigger so he wasn’t complaining. In fact, Jeremy was pretty excited because the new house was within a different schools districts limits and Jeremy was going to get to transfer schools. He was extremely lucky because it just so happened that Jeremy’s best friend was going to be at his new school.

His name was Michael and he was the coolest dude Jeremy had ever known. They had become friends back in preschool. At the time, the town was a bit smaller with only one preschool nearby. 4-year-old Jeremy had randomly sat down next to 4-year-old Michael on the first day and talked about how fast they could run on the playground and what Gameboy games they liked. They made sure to sit next to each other every day after that and had been inseparable ever since.

…Until elementary school hit and they were each carted off to their respective schools. They had wound up in the same summer camps and Jeremy had begged his dad to let him join the Boy Scout troop that Michael was in when they were in 4th grade. When they were both old enough, they played video games online together and spent a majority of their free time texting once they both got cell phones in middle school.

Michael had freaked out when Jeremy had told him he’d be switching schools. They stayed up all night talking on the phone about what it was going to be like being in classes together and living closer to each other.

A new school with Michael sounded amazing, but a new school meant new everything. Jeremy dreaded thinking about how this school was going to be just like his last school; there were the popular kids and then there were the non-popular kids and then there was Jeremy. Jeremy wasn’t even considered a non-popular kid. He was sort of just invisible to everyone. He wanted to be noticed and popular and cool, but he really had no way of knowing how to do that.

But at least he had Michael and Michael was his favorite person, so the next 2 years were going to be totally fine.

Jeremy was pulled from his thoughts when Mr. Reyes turned his head and stared out the window, a longing look in his eyes, murmuring, “Same little asswipe shit-for-brains everywhere,” under his breath.

Jeremy blinked rapidly, not knowing how else to respond to the off colored comment.

The microwave beeped, and it shook Mr. Reyes from his weird trance. He stood up and walked over to it.

“Well, I’ve got deviants to see and a hot pocket to eat. I have a student who’s going to meet you by the school entrance to show you around, so go find him. Good day, Mr. Heere.” Jeremy didn’t move a muscle.

“Good day!” Mr. Reyes said and Jeremy jolted from his chair.

“Okay. Thanks.” Jeremy said, slightly dumbfounded at everything that had happened in the office.

He turned and saw someone standing in the doorway. A guy with long hair and dark clothes. He was intimidating, to say the least. Jeremy squeezed past him and headed towards the school entrance, trying to understand how that man was supposed to be a guidance counselor.

Connor watched a wiry kid leave the office before his eyes slid over to where Reyes was standing. He was eating a hot pocket and some of the filling was dripping down into his beard. Connor’s top lip curled up slightly in disgust.

“Connor Murphy. I see we're going to be making our visits a weekly ritual, just like when you were a sophomore.” Reyes gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

Connor didn’t respond to his invitation to talk or sit, just stared at him from the doorway arms crossed.

How was he already in trouble? He hadn’t even done anything yet, he had literally just shown up to the first day.

“Your mother called earlier, wanting me to just…check up on you, make sure everything was going well.”

“I’ve been back for about 20 minutes now so, yeah it’s been great,” Connor replied with a sarcastic smile.

It was obviously already a disaster. Kids parted like the red sea when they saw that everyone’s favorite freak had returned. Connor had just glued his eyes to the floor and let his hair fall around his face while whispers followed him everywhere.

“Well, this year, we’ll get it right, won’t we Mr. Murphy?”

“Can’t wait,” Connor muttered, leaving without a second glance toward Reyes.

Evan was extremely nervous to have a sibling. He had hung out with Jeremy a lot after their parents had started going steady but he was worried about spending a lot of time with another teen boy. What if Jeremy didn’t actually like him or what if he thought Evan was lame? What if he was just being nice while his dad was around but was actually really violent and would go berserk on him?

After meeting him, Evan knew Jeremy wasn’t like that at all, but Evan couldn’t help but feel that way at first. He had never had a brother or a stepbrother before and he didn’t really know what it was going to be like.

Jeremy was funny and nice and asked Evan to play video games with him all the time. Evan really wasn’t good – his hands trembled too much – but he liked spending time with his new little stepbrother. Plus it made his mom happy to see Evan interacting with someone around his own age.

When Evan had heard that their family was all going to be moving in together, he had only freaked out a little. He liked Mr. Heere and Jeremy but spending some time with them was totally different than living with them.

Moving in had gone better than expected. Heidi and Paul had picked a 2 story house within driving distance of the school and Jeremy and Evan each got their own bedrooms. (Evan’s bedroom was painted a soft blue color, while Jeremy had each wall a different color; red, dark blue, light blue, and green.)

They had all worked for several weeks at the end of August; painting, installing, and moving furniture into the house before they were finally able to move in themselves.

The boys had helped carry in each other’s stuff up to their rooms and unpack. Evan had handed thumbtacks to Jeremy when he was putting up his video game posters while Jeremy helped try to fit Evan’s extensive book collection on trees and plants into just one bookcase (it hadn’t worked, there was still a few piles sitting on the floor next to Evan’s bed).

That night they had ordered pizza and sat around their new IKEA dining room table, Heidi and Paul discussing what they should do for curtains and if they should get a mirror for the upstairs hallway.

Evan wasn’t looking forward to going back to school at all. It was his senior year and he hated being here. Most people just sort of pretended that Evan didn’t exist, which for the most part, he was happy about. He was so awkward and weird and shaky that it was probably better than people just looked right through him. But…he did kind of wish that he was less like that and maybe someone would see him…if only a little. But that hadn’t happened in the past 3 years, and it wasn’t going to start now.

Jeremy had seemed like a great first step. Evan could show him around the school and they’d sit together at lunch and work on homework in the library. But that all fell apart when Evan learned that Jeremy already had a friend at school. Evan didn’t want to get in the way of them so he resigned himself to keeping his distance so Michael wouldn’t have to deal with Jeremy’s weird older stepbrother.

Evan would just go to school with his head down and try not to draw any attention to himself and hopefully, this last year would go by quickly.

It was the morning of the first day of school. Mom called up to Evan, who was sitting on his bed, fiddling up the cast that was wrapped around his left arm and scrolling through his Facebook feed.

“Evan, the counselor wants to see Jeremy before school starts today, would you show him where to go?” Heidi asked.

“Y-Yeah, sure, sounds great,” Evan responded, his mind suddenly deciding to forget where the counselor’s office was in the school.

“Hey, champ, your mom and I were talking and we think should let the other kids sign your cast today at school,” Mr. Heere said from down the hall.

“Okay, Mr. Heere,” Evan laughed awkwardly, a sinking feeling in his gut when he thought about the rejections he was going to face if he tried that.

“Don’t forget about those letters, sweetie! You need to be writing those letter!” Evan’s mom reminded him.

“I know, I’m gonna finish one at school,” Evan replied.

Jeremy appeared at his door.

“You ready to go, dude?” He asked

“Ye-Yeah let’s do it,” Evan said.

Evan and Jeremy agreed on walking since it was better than riding the bus or having one of their parents drop them off. Evan couldn’t drive yet. Or rather he could be, but driving sent Evan into a panic, so he tried to avoid it as much as possible. It was embarrassing, being the only senior at school who didn’t drive in.

Jeremy and Evan had talked for a bit while walking to school, but both of them were too nervous to really hold a coherent conversation.

Once they go to the biggest building on campus, Evan led him down a few hallways until they headed into an office that had a handful of smaller offices inside it.

Evan turned to him and gave an awkward half-smile, before sputtering out, “O-Okay, so, here’s the guidance counseling center. Mr. Reyes is in –uh yeah he’s in that room.”

Evan pointed to a room that said 439, the door was wide open, “He’s really nice but kind of –kinda weird but everything should be all good. You can text me later if you want…or you don’t have to.”

“Okay, thanks, Evan.” Jeremy said, “See you later?”

“Yeah, see you later.” Evan nodded and waved, looking at the ground, before turning around and leaving the office.

Evan walked out into the hallway and kept his eyes locked on the ground until he saw a pair of brown boots stop in front of him. Evan looked up and saw Alana Beck, the overachieving Harvard bound student, standing in front of him.

“Hey! How was your summer?” She asked with a bright smile.

Evan looked behind him for a second, making sure she wasn’t talking to someone else.

“Mine was-” He started but Alana cut him off. Evan’s summer wasn’t that interesting so it was okay.

“Mine was productive. I did 3 internships and 90 hours of community service. I know, wow.”

“Wow, that’s really-” Evan tried again.

“Even though I was so busy I still made some great friends, or acquaintances, and even started dating someone.”

Evan pressed his lips together. Alana had started dating Zoe Murphy, Evan’s long-time crush. Well, ex-crush. Ever since he had found out about Zoe and Alana, his feelings had fallen away and he accepted that Zoe would have never wanted him, even if Alana hadn’t swooped in.

Evan tried to clear his head of the thoughts and suddenly remembered what Mr. Heere had said this morning.

“Do you maybe wanna – that’s um – I’m sorry I don’t know what you’re um if you have to – do you wanna just sign my cast?” Evan pulled a marker out of his pocket and stuck out his injured arm out in front of him.

“Oh my god,” Alana exclaimed, very concerned, “What happened to your arm?”

“Oh well, I broke it. I was climbing a tree –” Evan started to explain.

“Oh really?” Alana interrupted him again, “Zoe, my girlfriend, told me that she broke her 3 of her fingers while playing lacrosse a few years ago.”

Evan stood there awkwardly, not really sure what to say. He already knew that, but he didn’t want to let Alana know then have her tell Zoe then Zoe think he was a freak. Evan if he didn’t like her like that anymore…he didn’t want her to think that.

“Happy first day!” Alana’s smile returned to her face and she walked away. Evan waved as she went but he was pretty sure she didn’t see him.

Evan blinked and Jared was in her place, poking his chest.

“Is it weird to be the first person in history to break their arm from jerking off too much or do you consider that an honor?” Jared asked.

Evan blushed and recoiled slightly from Jared’s touch.

“No, stop, no, I wasn’t-I wasn’t doing that.” Evan’s words stumbled awkwardly out.

“Paint me the picture, you’re in your bedroom, you got Zoe Murphy’s Instagram pulled up on your weird off brand cell phone...”

Evan shushed him, “That’s not what happened. Obviously, I was just well, I was-”

“That’s a great story Evan, but I actually gotta go. Some new kid needs me to hold his hand around campus and last time I skipped my detention work, Mrs. Mooney called my mom.” Jared rolled his eyes.

“Oh, must be Jeremy…how’d you have detention?” Evan asked

“You mean your new little brother your mom adopted cuz she needed a son that doesn’t jerk off to younger girls?” Jared asked with a toothy grin, ignoring Evan’s question.

“I don’t even like Zoe anymore” Evan blushed, “Besides she’s with Alana now and there’s no way I could compete with someone like her anyway…she did 90 hours of community service.”

Jared snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Great well, while you have a meltdown, I’m gotta piss like a racehorse.” Jared started to walk away.

“Do-Do you wanna sign my cast?” Evan asked, pulling the marker back out of his pocket.

“Why are you asking me?” Jared said, his face looked almost disgusted.

“Well, I just thought cuz we’re friends.” Evan’s voice broke a little on the last two words.

“We’re family friends. That’s a whole different thing and you know it.” Jared explained to him for about the millionth time.

Evan hated when Jared said that. If he didn’t, at least Evan could pretend they were actually friends. Jared said something else but Evan didn’t even really catch it, mind still harping on “family friends”. He slipped the marker back into his pocket, resigned to the fact that no one was going to sign his cast and he’d have to explain it to his mom and Mr. Heere.

“Cool. I’m gonna go now.” Jared said and Evan gave a small wave as he watched him leave.

Jeremy finally made his way to the main entrance of the school. It was hard getting through the crowded hallways. Jeremy looked around for a second, realizing he had no idea what this person looked like that he was supposed to meet. Maybe he should go back up and ask Mr. Reyes who he was looking for?

Jeremy shuddered at the thought and shook his head. He’d just wait over by the wall with the trophy cases and hope that the person would find him. Maybe it’d be a cute girl and she’d show him around and maybe she’d think he was cute and ask him to sit with her at lunch or maybe –

He felt a tap on his shoulder and he jumped.

Jeremy spun around to find a guy wearing a purple button up with a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles shirt on underneath. He wore large-framed glasses, blue headphone around his neck, and a smug smile.

He stuck out his hand and Jeremy almost jumped at the quick movement.

“Jared Kleinman. Hi. I’m supposed to show you around.”

Jeremy shook his hand and nodded. “I’m Jeremy.”

“Great. Well, Jeremy here’s the breakdown.” Jared rubbed his hands together and led Jeremy down the hall.

“To the left, we have the overachievers. Get a 4.0 and join the chess club and you can be a loser just like them.” Jared laughed, gesturing towards a group of kids, waiting anxiously in front of the library, the librarian looking like he was taking forever to unlock the door. They were all carrying textbooks, handfuls of flashcards, and oversized Starbucks coffee cups.

“Over here we have the theater kids.” Jared pointed at a group of people animatedly talking over each other.

“Who uses On My Own as an audition song anymore? Like God, can you be any more basic?!” A boy from the group asked loudly and the group roared with laughter.

“One-way ticket to getting called gay.” Jared snorted and led him further down the hallway.

“Let’s see, who else do we have?” Jared said glancing around before leading them out a side door that led to an open courtyard of sorts.

Jared led him over to a table full of kids on laptops, “This is the hyperintelligent, insanely cool computer and graphics club.”

The group seemed to glare at Jared, but he only responded with a half-smile and a, “Hey guys. How ya doin’?”

No one responded and Jared’s smile dropped as they walked away.

“Yesterday I was their God,” Jared muttered

“What happened?” Jeremy asked.

“One of those assholes started a rumor that I…use Artweaver instead of PhotoShop,” Jared grumbled.

Jeremy raised his eyebrows, “So they kicked you out?”

“Hostile takeover. But don’t worry. They’ll pay. Now over here...” Jared pointed to a group of teens clad in dark clothes, “Are your basic burn-outs. Skip class, bully others, sell drugs, but mostly…”

“Smoke a lot of weed?” Jeremy asked with a laugh.

Jared stopped walking and his eyes widened. Jeremy stopped as well and tried to find what Jared was fixated on.

“Hey, Connor! Loving the new hair length. Very school shooter chic.” Jared called to a kid walking across the courtyard in front of them.

The kid stopped and turned to look at Jared. Jeremy recognized him as the guy he almost ran into when leaving the guidance counselor's office. The kid, Connor, didn’t respond to Jared, just fixed him with a frightening glare.

“I was just…kidding,” Jared said, with a smile, trying to play it cool, but Jeremy could tell he was at least a little freaked out, “It’s a joke.”

Connor just glared at Jared then turned away.

“You such a…freak,” Jared called after him with a smirk before grabbing Jeremy’s arm and pulling him back towards the building.

“That’s the school’s resident sociopath, Connor. Stay away from him at all costs or he’ll probably murder you.”

Jeremy nodded, honestly believing him. That dude seemed like he had serious issues.

“I guess there’s really only one important group I haven’t gotten to yet,” Jared said gesturing towards a group of people standing around a water fountain, all talking and looking beautiful and popular.

A pretty girl on the taller side with long brown hair was talking to a cute girl with blonde hair and a large yellow sweater hanging off her arms. Next to them was another girl with long brown hair furiously texting on her phone and looking like she was going crazy not getting to talk in the conversation that was going on between the first two girls.

“So Jenna said Madeline was all “I’ll only have sex with you if you beat me at pool.” And then she lost at pool. Deliberately.” The tall brunette explained

“That is so cool” The short blonde replied in a dreamy voice.

“Brooke!” The other girl scoffed.

“I mean slutty!” Brooke, apparently, corrected herself.

The girl who stood off to the side quickly interjected with an “and then Madeline was all –” but she was quickly cut off by the first girl.

“I’m telling this story, Jenna!”

Jared snickered at the interaction that was playing out in front of them.

“Over there you’ve got your basic beautiful people. Now listen. Unless they talk to you first, don’t bother.”

“That your rule or theirs?” Jeremy said, trying to joke.

“Cute,” Jared said, giving an unamused smile.

Jeremy stopped in his tracks. Jeremy couldn’t tear his eyes away from a guy that had turned the corner and was making his way down the hallway. He was tall, his hair was styled perfectly, and he dressed in a sporty red jacket and tattered jeans. He swaggered and exuded confidence and it was obvious every single person was watching him. Jeremy felt his face heat up just from looking at someone so attractive.

“Who is that?” Jeremy whispered in awe

“Dude, that’s Jake Dillinger, he’s pretty cool,” Jared explained with yet another smirk.

“What group is he in?” Jeremy asked

“The “don’t even think about it cuz it’s never gonna happen” group.” Jared laughed and slapped his hand against Jeremy’s shoulder.

Jeremy blushed and watched Jake strut down the hallway. He thought he heard Jared say something under his breath about everyone at the school being gay, but he couldn’t be sure.

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