I’m sure you were just seeing things because I feel peachy as hell.
Are you sure? I mean... If you say so, but I'll stick around for a little bit to make sure, okay?
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@mattmontgomerys
I’m sure you were just seeing things because I feel peachy as hell.
Are you sure? I mean... If you say so, but I'll stick around for a little bit to make sure, okay?
Well, if it helps inflate your ego, I’m sure my girlfriend would just eat it up.
You have a good point. We Alcott-kids have to stick together. Especially now, with the stuff that’s going on. And speaking of classes, I should really be studying…
Well, my phone is on silent most of the time, so who knows if I’ll even actually see your texts. I’ve been told that I am a very bad texter.
Girlfriend? Nice.
Yeah... Brutal, wasn't it? I just hope that they're gone, whoever did it. I'm trying not to focus on it too hard, grad school's no game, especially when it comes to striving for a doctorates. You probably should be, so I should stop distracting you, right?
Don't make me blow up your phone, I'll do it in between boring but necessary lectures and whatever free time I have left between classes, football, my girlfriend, and friends.
Um — you aren’t the boss of me.
Are you serio -- I saw someone slip something in there! Are you okay? Are you feeling alright?
Huh? Shit, okay.. What’s wrong with it? Is it poisoned? I swear to god if going to this party get’s me killed..
No, oh god. Nothing like that, could you imagine? I just think that's my drink and unless you like 90% vodka and 10% punch, I wouldn't recommend drinking it.
Seriously, Matt?
Relax, Lennie. I'm not a complete killjoy, I was just going to ask where you got that.
What — why?
There isn't any alcohol in there. You're at a party, you know. Here, let me help you out.
Hey, wait, stop! Don't drink that!
I look at teaching as a fallback, for basically any major. Because someone’s gotta teach each subject, of course. That’s the goal slash dream slash whatever of college, I think. At least for me.
You’re a pro by now. What makes you feel better when you’re down?
Me too, actually. I figure if I really can't make it as a psychiatrist, then I might have to come back to Alcott or somewhere else to teach. There's no way I'm going to high school level. I hope we can both live our dreams, then.
You promise not to judge me if I tell you?
We should ask a film major to follow you around and tape your whole day. I bet we can sell it for a lot of money. Your fans will definitely appreciate it. We should hang out then. Get the guys together. It’ll be a riot.
Well, fuck, you’re ridiculously busy. I feel like a slacker now since I’ve decided not to continue to play hockey. You’re seeing two girls? Overachiever. Me? Well, I’m pretty sure law school is kicking my ass. It’s alright and it’s what my father wants, so I can’t complain. Then there’s the killer. I mean, I’m not terrified, but I’m definitely concerned.
Unfortunately, it may have to be X-rated and I doubt that my girlfriend would want our lives to be invaded like that. Maybe only when I'm around the boys. Definitely, we can't all possibly be that busy that we can't stop for a day and do something and go somewhere together.
I'm working on freeing some time in my schedule, though. Why'd you quit, man? Hockey's pretty fun, but my true calling has always been football, sports wise, at least. No, what? I'm only seeing Gwen. Lennie's one of my best friends, she's like a sister to me. I think my days of "playing the field" are over, honestly. I think law school's meant to kick your ass, you know, toughen you up for the real big wigs in those firms. I'm not going to lie, I upgraded the security at my house when I heard about it. It's worrying... Like, what if they're still around, on the prowl? I'm hoping he or she skipped town after they found that girl's body, honestly. I don't need another thing on top of all the stress I've already got.
What a gentleman. I’m sure your girlfriend loves that about you.
Oh, your dad’s Harvard alumni? My parents both went to Yale, so I guess we’re supposed to have like, some deep-rooted rivalry or something. Although I only know this because my dad is always talking about it.
Number 11. Alright, I’ll keep that in mind. And if I’m not there, if you can find someway of getting me back, go for it. But here, I’ll give you my number so you can text me the details. And meticulously remind me.
Actually, I'm pretty sure it's one of the worse qualities about me to her.
Both my parents, actually. They met in college and took over New York together, I guess. Well, we're both in Alcott now, so I think I'd rather have you as a comrade than a rival. Especially since we're not even competing in the same classes.
I won't mess with you too much, I promise. I know when to be serious and when not to be. I'll text you everyday when the next game is so you'll have it rooted in your memory and so you're pumped for it.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: You suck.
Gwen: If you're not in my bed sooner, I'm going to stay mad at you.
Matt: You're sweet.
Matt: So you WERE mad at me. That's okay, I'm already outside.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: Whatever. Boo's going to bite you when you sneak in.
Matt: All this effort to sleep in the same bed as my girlfriend and I get rewarded with a bite from your dog? Cruel, we live in a cruel world.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: God, you're embarrassing.
Matt: Bet it made you smile.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: What is this? High school? Grow up, Matt.
Matt: Who's going to keep you young? But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: Good luck if I have enough energy to open the back door.
Matt: I'll just climb in through your window, no prob.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: And what will you do if you manage to sneak in, huh? Look, I really am tired. I'll talk to you soon.
Matt: Beg for forgiveness, probably. I'll see you in 10 minutes.
text; gwen & matt
Gwen: I'm not mad, I'm tired. Really tired. Night.
Matt: Gwen, don't make me sneak into the into you room, you know I will.