2nd December 2014
Matt: Afternoon, beautiful.
Anah: *waves* Hey, Honey Bun.
Matt: What you doing?
Anah: Cramming for a test.
Matt: What? You actually cram?
Anah: Yeah... Why do you sound so surprised?
Matt: Because you're super smart. You don't need to revise.
Anah: I actually revise a lot.
Matt: You do?
Anah: Sure, I do.
Matt: Liar.
Anah: Ok, so I might not revise a lot, but I do cram.
Matt: What's the test?
Anah: Derivatives.
Matt: Then I am of no use to you.
Anah: Yes, you are... just not in Calc.
Matt: That's kinda sweet of you.
Matt: Wait! Who are you and what did you do with my girlfriend?!
Matt: Who are you, you imposter?
Anah: Funny.
Matt: I thought so.
Anah: I can be romantic you know.
Matt: *snorts* Yeah, right.
Anah: Hey! I can so be romantic.
Matt: The day I see you be romantic is the day I die.
Anah: Die of romance overdose.
Matt: More like shock.
Anah: I wish I knew how to quit you.
Matt: Quoting a gay cowboy movie is not romantic.
Anah: We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join them up and fall in mutual weirdness and call it LOVE.
Matt: Mutual weirdness? But I'm not weird. You are, but I am not.
Anah: My very soul demands you.
Matt: Souls don't exist.
Anah: We loved with a love that was more than love.
Matt: Love can't be more than love. It's impossible.
Anah: It always seems impossible until it is done.
Matt: That wasn't very romantic.
Anah: You're throwing all my romanticism back in my face!
Anah: If we were monkeys, I'd be honored to spend all day picking parasites out of your matted hair.
Matt: That's just...
Matt: Adorable.
Matt: And gross.
Anah: Suck it up... that's about as far as my romantic bone will stretch.
Matt: I loved it.
Anah: *smiles* It was kinda cute, right?
Matt: Totally cute.
Anah: So, what are you doing?
Matt: Hanging in the library. I have a free period.
Anah: You're in the library too?
Matt: Are you in the library?
Anah: Yeah.
Matt: Where are you?
Anah: In the History section.
Matt: Why are you in the History section when you're cramming for Calc?
Anah: Because I'm strange like that. Where are you?
Matt: I was in the English section.
Anah: I'm guessing you're about to leave.
Matt: Haha... nope.
Anah: Seriously?
Matt: I have a ton of work to do, so I'm gonna stick around.
Anah: So you wouldn't mind if I searched you out?
Matt: Be my guest.
Anah: This is gonna be fun...
Anah: Or not.
Anah: Matthew Carrigan and Matthew Meyer are both here.
Matt: I know.
Anah: So I can cross Matthew Stein and Matthew White off the list?
Matt: You tell me.
Anah: They're off the list.
Matt: Ok.
Anah: So, I'm down to two Matthews.
Matt: Apparently so.
Anah: Interesting.
Matt: What's your next move?
Anah: Huh? Oh, nothing.
Matt: Nothing?
Anah: Nothing.
Matt: You're not going to do anything?
Anah: Nope.
Matt: Why not?
Anah: Because I don't want to spoil the surprise.
Matt: But aren't you a little curious?
Anah: Not especially. I like both Matthew Carrigan and Matthew Meyer.
Matt: This is anti-climactic.
Anah: Haha. Tough.
Matt: Not even for my own sadistic pleasure?
Anah: Patience, Matthew. Isn't that what you've been telling me these past God knows how many weeks?
Anah: There are less than three weeks until the Ball... it's not that far off.
Matt: It feels longer.
Anah: Honey Bun- we've done twelve weeks. Three more won't kill you.
Matt: Wanna bet on that?
Anah: Starting to regret your plan?
Matt: Somewhat.
Anah: Whichever Matthew you are, I don't care. As long as you are my Matthew.
Matt: Damn it... that was romantic.
Anah: It was?
Matt: For me it was.
Anah: Mission complete.
Matt: Yep.
Matt: By the way- I love how my favorite sweatshirt looks on you. Even if you did shrink it to get it that tiny.
Anah: I love it too. Almost as much as I love you.
Matt: Jeez... you really are an imposter, aren't you?
Anah: Sometimes you annoy me, but I don't know anyone who can make me so mad, yet get me to smile right after.
Matt: I love you too, Penguin.
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