The Meathead

17 — Senior at Franklind High — Populars Clique — Student Athlete 🏈 🏀 🏊 🏉 ⚾⚽ — ✎ Written by Tyler

[montyegger-blog]

daviddez:

David fumbled with his bag, attempting to pull his yearbook out. His mother had it engraved with his name that year for an extra fifteen dollars. So embarrassing, David thought as he handed it to Monty. David knew a lot of people but he didn’t know everyone. Monty, though, he was one who David knew. David’s friends always told him what was going on with Monty—David’s a bit of a gossip seeing as he hates talking about himself. Word on the street was that Monty was already being scouted by colleges for their football teams. 

Opening Monty’s yearbook was jarring. David had a few signaatures and maybe a note or two from a teacher, but that was it. Just about every page was full of signatures and notes. Barely even any white space left. David wrote: H.A.G.S. - David Hernandez-Reid. Though the Reid portion of his last name wasn’t official yet, the family was working on it. “Uh.. I didn’t know what to write, so…” David shrugged. He added a quick smiley face just to seem more…. personable. “I hope it’s okay.”

While it was true Monty was being scouted by colleges for football purposes, he was basically screwed in every other part of the checklist for going to college. Too bad time travel was not possible, because if it was Monty would go back to maybe his sophomore year and start working on everything that needs to be done before sending out college apps. His summer would certainly not be as fun as he had originally planned it to be, but that was only his own fault. Unlike David, Monty and his friends were not much gossips. Sure, they would occasionally talk about other people’s affairs, like when something went viral around the school, but most of the time he and his friends were too busy with sports to talk about other drama. So Monty did not know anything about David, other than his face.

He took David’s yearbook, staring down at the cover and the engraved name with a smirk for a few seconds. So his name was David Hernandez. At least he knew how to address him in the yearbook. It wasn’t hard to find a blank space to write on when he flipped open the yearbook to one of the designated signing pages. He wrote: David, HAGS  — Monty. 

“Don’t worry about it. Writing one word would count. Actually two words, because the name is what is important. It’s all about the numbers,” Monty said, referring to how many people sign a yearbook. He handed David his yearbook back with a smile.

[montyegger-blog]

jhowlands:

Was he apprehensive? Maybe just a bit. Monty didn’t need to know that, though. Was he going to turn down an opportunity to further his out of the shadows of his siblings? No way. It’s not like he hasn’t played football. There was gym class and the efforts his dad tried in order to get him into sports as a kid, sometimes even watching the games on t.v. Jaxon can’t help but feel a bit excited at the possibility of making the team. Not only would it make him more friends, help his reputation, but it might help with his over-excessive energy as well. It’d be a win-win situation for everyone..unless he didn’t make the team, of course. The team had a reputation to uphold and they couldn’t count on kids who didn’t have the effort to put in. 

“That’s what I’ve heard.” It’s true. Jaxon doesn’t know many football players, but they have nothing but nice things to say about the team. Maybe it’s all for show, but it’s not like anyone off the team knows that. He lets out a small laugh, nodding his head in agreement. “Okay, I’ll go. But if I don’t make it, we can’t say I didn’t try.” His head tilts in thought for a moment. “Do you have to try out too or are you already a set player on the team?”

Monty was glad Jaxon was taking the opportunity to try out for the team. It was good to get as many to-be juniors to try out, because even though Monty had never been good at math or probability, the odds of finding a talented person to carry the team the following year seemed to increase with more people trying out. The worst possibility was Jaxon being terrible at the sport, but the best possibility was him possessing a strength that could be very useful on the team, like a good arm or fast speed. If Jaxon had not agreed to try out, the team would never know and could be missing a key person. And if things went bad, it wasn’t like Jaxon would be the only one rejected from the team. They would only be taking the best people. That’s how the championship streak would be kept up.

“Nah, I’m set on the team. Gonna be team captain next year. I’m going to be helping coach with tryouts though. Hopefully you don’t suck and actually make it. I’ll be rooting for you.”

[montyegger-blog]

OOC

Well, I finally learned how to fix my lengthy reblogs thanks to Admin Liv. Now to just figure out this font thing.

If anyone would be interested in plotting with me, please like this so I can message you. I honestly love this group. 

[montyegger-blog]

theisaacvega:

“Just got finished clearing out my locker. It was one of the best feelings in the world considering I don’t have to have the tiny bit of anxiety of being late to class because I can’t get it open.” Isaac chuckled. The number of times he straight up dashed for his class and getting there within seconds of the bell ringing was too high. It was only for a few months, but it was still time he didn’t have to worry.

“Coaching, volunteering, and working. Same old, same old. Though I’ll have more time without school working being thrown into the fray. Thank you for asking, by the way. What about yourself?” There was always a great deal of enthusiasm in his voice, as he did try to show interests in the conversation of others to let them know he was listening. Isaac found his picture that was on the page dedicated to the homecoming king, and spent a good bit of time writing at least one memory the two had along with a have a fun and safe summer. “Are you happy you’ll have a bit of break?”

Monty wished that he would be having a bit of break. Unfortunately, things were completely the opposite. It seemed as if his summer would be more busy than his junior year had been, but that was probably because he would academically slack off all year and put most of his effort into sports. Now he had way too much to do, ranging from studying for important tests to volunteering. And that is why Isaac’s words caught his attention. Maybe Isaac could help him out by cheating the system and making it look like he was volunteering at whatever place for whatever amount of hours. It seemed risky, but it would sure as hell save Monty a lot of time during the summer. Knowing Isaac’s good nature, Monty was unsure whether Isaac would agree to help him, and surely he would have to give Isaac something in return like maybe money, but it would not hurt to bring it up. Maybe he would just ease into the idea.

“Man, I wish I was, but I’m not getting a break. No one told me about all this stuff I have to do to get into college.” This part was kind of untrue, since his parents had been pestering him about many things since sophomore year; Monty just chose to ignore them. “It’s all being thrown at me over the summer. I just thought sports would be enough, but apparently stupid colleges don’t agree. I need to get a lot of volunteer hours too. Hey, where do you volunteer at?” 

[montyegger-blog]

jhowlands:

There’s a lapse in thought when Monty recognized him. Part of Jaxon doesn’t even process the fact that he said his name until a split second after. There’s a nod of his head. “Yeah, that’s me.” He knew Monty, who didn’t? But didn’t really..know Monty. There was a difference. The brunette’s less surprised as the incoming senior takes his yearbook, scribbling in it on one of the blank pages. His yearbook wasn’t empty but it wasn’t exactly full either. It kind of seemed metaphoric for his life, almost.

“The football team?”He has to resist squinting his eyes at that, but maintains an expression that’s barely disbelief mixed with almost confusion. “I dunno about that. Isn’t that like, really competitive to get on the team?” He’d heard about the team from one of his brothers and the fact is, Jax couldn’t see himself playing football. But..this could be phase one of his get noticed plan, easily accessible thanks to Monty Egger mentioning tryouts. “I’ll think about it as long as you promise I won’t look like a fool out there.”

This was all part of Monty’s search for some promising people on the team after he and the incoming senior class graduated. Though he tried to remain positive about his teammates, Monty had to admit that there was a lot of work to be done if the school wanted to keep up its record of winning district championships. Monty was trying to convince as many of what he saw as abled incoming juniors to try out. Maybe Jaxon would not be cut out for the team, but there was always the chance that he would be. And hopefully he would decide to try out and make the team.

“No, you won’t look like a fool. The team’s a family. We’re just trying to find some more talent, because most of it will be leaving after next year.” Perhaps his popularity had made him a bit arrogant. “Just know that we practice a lot, so you’ve gotta be committed. That’s if you make it of course.” It was funny how he was saying this, considering Monty had too many other more important things to do over summer besides practice for the upcoming football season.

[montyegger-blog]

daviddez:

“Oh, ahuh.” David nodded. His mom bought him a yearbook despite him not wanting it. She said that one day, she’d want to look back onto his freshman year, but he didn’t see it that way, thus far, and he had gone through the entire year. “Do you want to sign it?” David asked, the taller, older boy. “I can sign yours…”

Monty instantly recognized David’s face. He had seen the younger male go to the nurse’s office two times, coincidentally at the same time Monty had to go there for a bloody nose or a rough sports-related hit. He didn’t think anything of it, since Monty was not one to piece things together, but did remember the face. Monty had a keen eye for other people, but not so much anything else important. 

“Yeah, that’s why I asked.” He said before revealing a yearbook of his own, which already had most of the pages full. Just one of the many perks of being popular. “Here,” he said as he basically shoved the book toward David, itching to get even more signatures. 

[montyegger-blog]

OOC

I feel like I’m reblogging incorrectly. Anybody have any tips? Please message me.

[fallonxalmeida]

– Monty

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what’s going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn’t really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

“Hey, do you got a yearbook?” He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

Daphne was so ready for the school year to be over. Carolina had effectively ruined her life, and the written messages in her yearbook reflected how the school year had gone for her since then. Thankfully, her friends on the cheerleading squad had her back, and worked to make sure the comments made in her direction were hushed before they made it to her. However, the blonde hoped that the next school year, her last year at Franklind High School, would be better.

“Hm? Yeah, here you go. Ignore the scribbled out ones.” She replied embarrassingly. She had tried her hardest to remove the hurtful and distasteful comments in her yearbook, and ultimately ended up scribbling them out in black sharpie. 

[montyegger-blog]

It seemed everyone at Franklind was aware what happened to Daphne. Her leaked photos spread across the school like fire spread across a forest. Even though Monty had made comments about the aforementioned photos to his friends, he did see how shitty the situation much be for Daphne. Maybe summer would be a chance for everything to cool down and she would get the chance to have things go back to how they were before. Or maybe something else would happen that would stir up the school’s attention and make them focus on something else instead of Daphne.

He took her yearbook and even though he should have listened to her and ignore the scribbled out comments, his curiosity got the best of him and he squinted down at the book, trying to decipher the crossed out words. He managed to make out a few words, all of which were extremely rude. “Damn, don’t people have anything better to do?” He noticed there was quite a few black splotches on the pages. What was the point of taking someone’s yearbook if you would just write hateful stuff in it? Monty decided to change that and write something positive. Maybe he would get some good karma from it. 

He wrote: Have a awesome summer. Don’t listen to the haters. Your better then them.  — Monty 

English was not his strongest subject.

[roseyedmarley-blog]

montyegger:

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what’s going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn’t really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

“Hey, do you got a yearbook?” He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

Cassidy shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, wincing in pain at her new heeled sandals. Eighth grade graduation was today and she had to look her best. Her mom had scrapped together enough from tips at the diner just a couple of days ago to buy her some new shoes and a new dress. Part of the small brunette felt guilty, no matter the occasion, for new clothes. She was content with hand-me-downs from her older cousins. She was comforted by the fact that Gracie, her sister, would get to wear this special outfit one day. Caught up in her thoughts, the young dancer wandered aimlessly through the halls, everything seemed so much bigger here. At the sound of the older boy’s voice, she stopped, blushing awkwardly. He looked like the kind of guy from one of her romance novels. A yearbook. She didn’t have one of those, she was only just barely a freshman. “I, uh, I don’t. I mean, I have one from graduation…but, not one from here, I just, was..visiting.” Stumbling over your words? Seriously? Great way to start your first time at high school. Cassidy thought to herself, her flushed face now even more evident.

[montyegger-blog]

“Ohhhhhhh,” Monty dragged out the word as it dawned upon him that incoming freshman were visiting the high school side today. He remembered his technical first day of high school. He was very excited to get involved in sports, and it’s too bad he did not really get involved in much else that would look good on a college application. He figured he could offer advice to this girl, maybe help her not be in his shoes when she is going to be a senior. “I forgot soon-to-be freshmen were coming here. Hey, can I offer you some advice?” He asked, probably going to rant about everything he left to his final year in a form of advice. 

[agenthamlct]

montyegger:

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what’s going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn’t really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

“Hey, do you got a yearbook?” He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

Isaac wasn’t super new to the popular clique, but he’d been part of the group for around 8-9 months as his sophomore year was coming to a close today and he’d become a junior in the upcoming year. People were scattered in the hallway, reminiscing over the year and discussing summer plans of vacations and promises of hanging out with one another. Though he was not going to Disneyland or the beach, he’d be spending his summer assisting with ESOL summer classes and working as a teen counselor for the local YMCA to save up money to buy a car which would take a while but he’d get there.

He was casually on his phone when Monty walked up to him, giving the other male a welcoming smile before speaking. “Hello, Monty.” Isaac placed his phone into his pocket while his year book was being held between his forearm and his hip. “Yeah! I have a yearbook.” The yearbook now occupied the both of his hands. “I haven’t had time to get many signatures but today so  I have to run around and find everyone that I can. I usually don’t procrastinate but there’s so much to do.”

[montyegger-blog]

Procrastinate. That word stuck with Monty. Perhaps his main problem was procrastinating everything he should have done through these first three years of high school, like take important standardized tests or getting community service hours. But maybe his whole summer would not be hell. At least he could enjoy this last day of school. The only reason to go to school today was to get people to sign yearbooks. 

“Isaac, what’s up, bro?” He asked with a smile. Monty saw Isaac as a genuinely good person, unlike some people at the school. It was good Isaac would be sticking around for two more years. The school could really use more people like him. “Got any plans this summer?” He asked as he reached for Isaac’s yearbook.

[montyegger-blog]

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what’s going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn’t really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

“Hey, do you got a yearbook?” He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

[aftermathtv]

The fact that the end of the school year came that quickly was almost unnerving to Jax. Sure, it’s not like it was a bigger deal than any other year, but he couldn’t help but feel like time was moving way too quickly. Monty’s voice nearly had him drop the book that was tucked underneath his arm. He presses more buttons on his phone before shutting the screen off, slipping the device in his pocket. “Yeah.” He takes the book out from under his arm and holds it up a bit. “Y'wanna sign it?" 

[montyegger-blog]

“Jaxon, right?” Monty asked, recognizing the male from his siblings. He had never really spoken to Jaxon before, but that didn’t mean he could not sign his yearbook. Monty knew that high school would probably be the peaking moment of his life, especially if he didn’t go pro in sports, so he decided to make the most of it by making as many friends as he could. The sad part was Monty would likely not be able to uphold his popular status this summer, as he had so many other things to do.

“You should think about joining the football team,” he commented as he took the yearbook from Jaxon, flipping to an area that had a blank spot. “We’re having tryouts for next year’s team in a few days.” Something about Jaxon made him seem like a good candidate for Franklind’s football team. Monty scribbled his name on a blank spot, along with the acronym HAGS. He also wrote the date of the tryouts and the location, which was the school’s field.

[kotareynolds]

montyegger:

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what’s going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn’t really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

“Hey, do you got a yearbook?” He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

“I… yeah, I do,” Penny said slowly. She knew who Monty was. He was popular, so, everyone knew who he was. But she didn’t think he knew who she was. Sure, she was a cheerleader. But she was the quiet one. The one who always hung towards the back of the crowd. A lot of people didn’t even know she was a cheerleader. “You want to sign it?” she asked, trying not to let her surprise show in her voice.

[montyegger-blog]

Monty had recalled seeing Penny before. Her face just looked familiar. That is when he realized she was on the cheer squad. He had recognized her when he was on the sidelines at football games and could actually pay attention to the cheerleaders. Something about her just stuck out; maybe it was because she seemed to be a little distant from the other cheerleaders. Monty felt that the other players on the various sports teams he participated in were family to him, so he found it odd how Penny seemed uncomfortable around the other cheerleaders. He didn’t even know her name. At least for now.

“Yeah, I do,” he answered with a friendly smile. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a pen, grabbing her yearbook and flipping open to one of the pages meant for signing. “So... what’s your name?”

[montyegger-blog]

Monty had mixed feelings about the end of the school year. He felt good because he had managed to get through all of those annoying final exams, and would be returning the following school year as a senior. He would also be captain of the football team and a member of multiple sports teams. He found solace in athletics. Then there was the bad part of the last day of junior year; getting closer to dealing with what's going to happen after high school is over. Monty had a busy summer ahead of him doing things he had no interest in like applying for scholarships, searching for universities, getting community service hours, studying for the SAT and ACT, and doing all sorts of things to make his college apps look better. But he didn't really want to focus on how boring his summer would be right now, rather wanting to focus on the conclusion of a good year. Yearbooks seemed like a promising outlet.

"Hey, do you got a yearbook?" He asked as he walked the halls on this last day of school.

[montyegger-blog]

Hey everyone! I'm Tyler and I am excited to RP here and develop Monty's character, as I can relate to what he is going through. I'm 19 and have been RPing for approximately 6 years, but am fairly new to Tumblr RP. Twitter has been my most used medium for RP, but Tumblr seems to be better and more organized for roleplaying. That being said, if I do anything incorrect, please message me. I go by EST time.

If anyone would like to plot, let me know. I am excited to get thrown back into the world of high school drama. 😃

[franklindstudents]

MONTY EGGER is a SEVENTEEN year old CIS-MALE in the SENIOR class. He is known as the MEATHEAD and is in the POPULARS clique. MONTY’S yearbook picture looks a lot like NOAH CENTINEO.

“Friday night butterflies, like clockwork they’d arrive. A little chill and the October sky, nervous till the kickoff game.”

Monty Egger is the most watched athlete at Franklind High School. As he should be. He plays football and lacrosse, and he’s also on the swim and dive team. On top of all of that, he’s also been interested in rugby and is on an intramural team after school. Monty’s really working hard to get a scholarship to a school. School just ended, so now it’s his senior year of high school. It’s now or never. And his family can’t afford to send him to a college or university without some sort of scholarship, preferably athletic seeing as he probably couldn’t get an academic scholarship. Monty’s not the brightest kid at Franklind High School. He’s not in the top of the class. He doesn’t even know his GPA, and quite frankly, that’s okay with him. If he knew, he might be disappointed. If he knew, he might not be able to go to college. Getting accepted to a school is a challenge for Monty, so he’s been working hard to get his grades up. He’s been in SAT and ACT Prep classes when he’s not in practice. Then there’s homework. And trying to have a social life. Monty is a popular kid, and to maintain that, he has to go to parties and keep up his Snapchat streaks.

On top of all of that, on top of the sports he plays and the homework he’s drowning in, his academic counselors are telling him that he needs a more diversity in his involvement and activity sections of his college application. So now, he’s having to choose which other activities he wants to do. There are so many to chose from, and he doesn’t even know where to start. Academic clubs are out of the picture, but he’s not an artsy kind of guy. His academic counselor has been telling him to just try. Just try something, and see where it leads you. So here he is, about to begin his senior year of high school trying to get involved in other organizations. It’s sort of like a bucket list. He’s going to try something knew on the list every few days. Teachers all over the school are shocked to hear that THE Monty Egger is joining their rosters for their clubs and organizations. He’s been tempted to just join more sports teams, but he knows that’s not the way to do things. Though it is recommended that he tries some sports that are traditionally female, like cheerleading and gymnastics.

Monty is overwhelmed. He doesn’t know what to do, and he knows that something needs to change. He has to drop something, but lacrosse season is over, swim and dive finishing beginning soon, and his first love, football, is about to begin their summer practices… he can’t give one up. They have practice three times a week and meeting at school early in the morning for outside practice and having weigh training inside in the evenings. Plus, football camp is in a few weeks. At this point, Monty’s questioning if college is really something he should do. Is it really going to be worth the stress now and later? If college is as stressful as Twitter makes it seem, then it’s not something Monty wants to do. But his parents want him to. His parents want him to end up as something greater than just a working-class job. His mother is a daycare worker, and his father is a plumber. They want more of him than that. They can see him as a doctor or a professional athlete. Of course, Monty knows he’ll never be a doctor. Monty doesn’t know what he wants to be when he grows up. For now, he just wants to focus on football and swim team. And maybe working on a relationship, but whatever happens happens. Just like his Club Bucket List. Let the summer begin!

MONTY EGGER is currently TAKEN.