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"word around the school is, matt sturniolo was getting cheated on by josie pomeno and melina imal knew about it."
"word around the internet is matt and melina are dating and act like they despise each other for views."
well those are just rum...
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♫question...? - taylor swift
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CHAPTER 4 "HIS CLOTHES"
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matt came back downstairs after showering to find the living room empty. he walked around the house, then finally, through the kitchen window, he saw everyone outside in the backyard.
matt went to the fridge and grabbed a root beer soda, frowning when realizing they were almost out. he turned around when he heard footsteps coming from the basement stairs. it was melina, who had also showered. she always left clothes in his house whenever she stayed over, so it wasn't unusual.
this time, though, she was wearing one of his ransom shirts, a purple one. matt stared at her, not saying anything.
feeling his gaze on her, melina looked down and realized the shirt was matt's. she tucked her hair behind her ear and blurted out, "sorry, your mom gave me a random shirt to put on. i'll, uh, burn it for you if you want."
matt chuckled quietly, "no, it's fine. i have another one just like it upstairs." he leaned on the table. melina nodded, "oh, okay, cool." then they stood there in silence awkwardly.
the silence was deafening until melina spoke up. "um, this is gonna sound weird, but do you have pajama pants i can borrow? i only have these shorts, and it's cold out. avi wants to play outside." she asked, embarrassed.
matt sipped his soda, then looked at her and pursed his lips awkwardly. "uh, yeah. i do."
melina shook her head, embarrassed. "you know what? never mind. i'm only asking you since no one else is in here, but—" matt cut her off.
"no, it's fine. um, i'll go get it for you," he said, putting his can in the recycle bin. melina gave him a small smile.
matt walked away and went upstairs.
melina let out a puff of air, her cheeks going red. "what the fuck is wrong with me?" she whispered to herself. she'd never had an 'actual conversation' with matt sturniolo. now that they kind of did, it turned out to be the awkwardest thing ever.
little did melina know matt was upstairs freaking out about the exact same thing.
matt rummaged through his drawers looking for pajama pants for melina, but his mind was doing flips. "what the hell is wrong with me?" he said out loud, running a hand through his hair.
