somewhere in between
i am a beast. the b word, if you will. if you won't, then i am a
monstrous weirdo. count the cliches in this little scene of my life:
cell phone rings. it says "matty". i ignore it.
house phone rings. i yell, "if it's matt, i'm not home!!!!"
my mom says, "sure, she can talk right now. here you go!"
matt: why aren't you answering me?
me: i'm doing homework
matt: are you mad?
me: no, just busy
matt: am i weirding you out?
matt: i just want to know what i did, cuz i can tell you don't like me
anymore. did i do something?
me: you didn't. i just don't want to make this harder on you cuz
nothing's going to happen
matt: what do you mean?
me: i'm not gonna go out with you again or whatever
matt: yeah. seriously, was i being a jerk to you?
me: no. don't worry about it.
me: yeah. i'm sorry.
matt: ok, have a good night.
yeah, you read that right. i actually pulled a "if it's matt, i'm not home!!!!"