somebody else, matt sturniolo

twenty nine

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XXIX
1 step forward, 3 steps back !

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»»———-real life———-««

everyone's heads turned towards the foyer, and just like predicted, matt's relaxed smile broke down and combusted into a deep scorn. you had to be kidding him.

wyatt had entered with a large poster paper and a bouquet of white roses equipped in his hands. all three girls knew immediately what this was, but the boys, on the other hand, were jaw dropped and confused.

wyatt had justin and another girl behind him following. the girl had fall leaves type of red hair and green round-rimmed glasses. nick recognized her from instagram pictures as justin's girlfriend.

from beside matt, emersyn had dropped the remote on her lap and covered his face with her fingers. this was not happening.

wyatt cleared his throat in a way of asking the girl to stand. she did so. then, he lifted up his hand-drawn poster.

I KNOW WE'RE JUST FRIENDS,
BUT CAN I BE THERE FOR YOU AT HOCO?

matt scoffed, proud that wyatt had just made a fool of himself. well, at least to him, he looked a fool. emersyn was always a that 70's show or one tree hill girl rather than friends.

he had a big doofy grin on his face as he held the bouquet out for her to take. "go to homecoming with me?"

matt watched, his eyes peering through the hair that covered his face. he was enraged. he was trying, he was trying so hard to inch his way at her. even if it was the tiniest baby step, he still felt it was more progress than none. because, he still hated her— and the thought of anything more than that made his head spin. but his hard work to be civil with her never lasted, he'd offer her a soda, and then wyatt would offer a date to homecoming. he felt like it wasn't fair. one step forward and three steps back. when would wyatt take the hint? when would wyatt realize that she's his, he can't have her. when will he just— go fuck off.

pulling him from his thoughts, the whole living room erupted in cheers and he snapped his head up and refocused. they were hugging, he was lifting her off the ground with her feet in the air, and then spun around with her at his chest. she'd said yes.

matt felt like his whole body had shut down. like he was conscious and awake, but couldn't move even if he tried. what the fuck was he supposed to do now?

emersyn was never the biggest fan of high school dances. of course, she'd never missed when, but that was usually always courtesy of elesia. emersyn always considered herself a stay at home type of girl, the only time she'd been directly asked to the dance was freshman year when austin amery offered her a fake bouquet of flowers as an invitation to the winter formal. she'd told him no. every other dance since, eleia had dragged her by the collar to ensure she would be getting the full high school experience. yes, elesia was the mushy best friend in every disney movie. that was kind of her thing.