Evan and Jill
"Oh. Yes. It is," Evan stammered. He was awkward with people in general, and especially pretty girls. Why did she have to seek him out? Why did she have to talk to him? He felt compelled to respond, but he knew he was awkward and clumsy, stupid and annoying. She'd get bored soon, or annoyed to the point that she walked away. He expected that any second now. No one who didn't have to didn't want to deal with him for very long.