STANDING AT YOUR DOOR

[JUDE APRIL HENDERSON]

It‘s clear inside of me

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Part of this whole thing made perfect sense to her, she deserved to die. Alright, it was a little morbid, but really Jude hadn’t done much to contribute to society, didn’t always act like a good person, so maybe she was getting just what she deserved. But then a huge part of her screamed at how unfair this all was, she wasn’t different from any other 17 year old, not really. In her entire family history she couldn’t name one person that had ever gotten really sick, her entire family lived to ripe old ages and were fine, healthy, more or less sane if they stayed sober. So when she got diagnosed she nearly fell over, a flu or even some foreign bug maybe, but cancer? Sometimes those thoughts haunted her every second of the day, being sick, until she decided she didn’t want to be, didn’t want to take all those stupid pills and go through the treatments, have charities chasing after her. It broke her mothers heart, but she just couldn’t handle being the sick girl.

Puttering around inside her room she realized it wasn’t a good idea to put off her work anymore, she had to get on with her life. Turning on the computer in her room she began to IM the worlds most annoying bachelor. Mathieu was the one person who could truly get under her skin sometimes. Normally she would just laugh it off and ignore him, but they had almost every class together, everywhere she turned he was right there, doing or saying something that made her want to scream. With all the stress in her life she could easily point the finger at him as the reason she practically needed to live off alcohol and parties. Frustrated she sighed, parting her hair with her fingers and letting it trail down her back. After some expected arguing her heart began pounding in her chest, he mentioned her not eating, what was he going on about? It worried her, sometimes just the thought of eating was enough to make her sick, a side effect, but she’d tried to hide it so well. Again he was only kidding, always with the jokes. She sighed after they planned to meet at his house.

10 minutes later she was knocking on his front door, in such a small place she was fairly farmiliar with the people in town, and could remember at least where he lived. Her chilled breath come out in clouds around her, checks and nose red from getting nipped at by the cold, her knuckles stretched out to knock again. One arm was propped up on her side filled with everything they would need to get this done. Also, because she was so nice, she had neatly copied out all the notes she assumed he would be missing, not wanting him to have any excuse for not helping her with this. “Alright Mathieu, it‘s really cold out…” she mumbled, shuffling her feet to keep warmer.

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[MATHIEU RICHARD ROSSEAU]

IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
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people might wonder how mathieu rosseau could be such a jerk. well, this little french boy grew up with wealthy parents and was passed down the good looks. so, why wouldn't he be an arrogant jerk? no one's perfect, right? but, if he knew what jude was going through because of his little crush on her, maybe he'd try to be that perfect guy everyone expects him to be. if he knew she had cancer, don't you think he'd be a little easier on her? probably. he does have a heart, after all. it might not be that big, but it's there. would he have allowed jude to come over to his house if he didn't have feelings? he closed his eyes and thought about the previous conversation on the computer. he took a small breath in, the scent of melting cheese filling his nose. mom, my friend's coming over for dinner. he called, not bothering to tell her that they were working on a project. his mother wouldn't believe him. mathieu hardly ever does his projects, and his mom knows that. he's does know how to get good grades, though. he has a pretty good memory, so if he studies a few days before a big test, he's garaunteed a passing mark. maybe even a 75. but definitely a passing mark.

his mom called back something in french, and then corrected herself, remembering that matt was only in france for his first two years of living. she told him that she really didn't care, as long as they don't try to steal anything. matt was one of the few people that could actually decipher what his mother was saying. her accent was pretty heavy, since she lived in france all her life. they moved to america because his father thought that he would get better money being a doctor in america. well, the ended up living in los angeles, but no one really cared about a french speaking doctor since there were so many amazing doctors in la, so they moved to dresden, kansas. well, his father was a lot more known in a smaller town than la, that's for sure. there was a better doctor to patient ratio, and that was good for him. and his family.

matt started cleaning up his living room, clearing off the couch and putting away something that would embarrass him. baby pictures, the pictures where he didn't look as good as he usually did.. ect. as he finished up, he heard the knock at the door. his heart sped up a bit, but then he shook his head, trying to get the feeling out of his stomach. i'll get it, mom! he called out, running quickly to the door. he turned the door knob and and opened the door. he smirked a bit and opened it a bit wider. please, take your shoes off. i don't want you to get my carpet dirty. matt said, no hello, no greeting, just and order.

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[JUDE APRIL HENDERSON]

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Jude didn’t feel uncomfortable going over to someone else’s house, not really. The only time she felt uncomfortable was waking up in someone else’s house and not even remembering where she was. Of course those times could have been preventable if she didn’t insist on partying so much. But now she was going over to Mathieu’s house, and really didn’t want to know where he got that jerk-ish side to him, that smirk however… Well, alright, she wasn’t blind, and he was hot. But the guy drove her nuts and she really didn’t want to think of him like that. Maybe he came from a really nice family, all sane hopefully, and not as much as a jokester as him, but that was only wishful and idle thinking.

Her own family had somewhat simple routes, they’d always lived in Kansa, except for a few moves here and there this is where they’d ended up. She was lucky, her parents were still in love after over 2 decades together, they had a lot of kids, and she was their only girl. Life for them was slow and steady, but theres was always something going on. Sometimes she wanted that life for herself to, but most of the time it was too predictable for her, so she would do the whole family thing durning the day, and go a little crazy at night. She wasn’t all too sure of herself, but she wanted to figure out who she was before she ran out of time.

Time was a funny thing, you think you’ve got so much until someone with a PhD and white lab coat tells you otherwise. Everything she did now was to beat time, wondering if this would be her last time doing anything, last time walking on a certain road, last conversation with this person, last everything. It was insanity. Jude didn’t want anyone treating her differently, if she didn’t act differently or give them reason to otherwise she could be quite happy for the rest of her days. These thoughts caused her to smile slightly, when the door finally opened, and there he was, no hello or anything. “Good to see you to.” she said, an almost smirk on her lips. Still on the doorway she reached down awkwardly, trying to hold onto everything and slipping both sneakers off, pinching them together with her free hands fingers. On the cold front steps she curled her fuzzy pink socks in, giving him a smile. “At least you said please.” she shrugged.

Whatever game he was playing with her, more times than not it worked, she didn’t mind his comments to a certain extent. Jude was used to dealing with difficult people, hell, who wasn’t used to it? Every day you walk by people on the streets who just looked unhappy and sad, down, and just wanted to keep looking ahead and be on your way. But Jude, she was different, she took the time to smile at them, compliment them on something, or just be nice in general. “So are you happy now princess, or do I need to go get disinfected first?” she asked sarcastically.

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[MATHIEU RICHARD ROSSEAU]

IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
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mathieu wasn't even sure what they were working on. he got as far as science, but that's about it. maybe he should've been paying attention rather than bugging jude so much. but where would the fun be in just paying attention to the teacher all day? no where. matt looked around his house. he was proud of it, even though he didn't decorate it. his cousin did, actually. i was sort of old fashioned looking. like you would find in a old movie of dukes and duchesses.. but also a bit modern looking. of course, he needed to impress jude. if he wasn't proud of his house he would've insisted going over to her house. what she didn't know (or well, hoped she didn't know) was that he had this all planned out in his head. well, planned out, up until now. but, the whole plan was working out very smoothly, he was actually surprised. first, he was in three of her classes, the he was paired up as her science partner. that was the best of it all. he needed an excuse for them to be able to work one on one, and this was the best opportunity. matt was very proud of his plan. if only he put as much brain work into school.

the seventeen year old's parents were not really like him. they were very high class and elegant. a bit pompous, too. they weren't funny, they weren't very kid and they weren't very interesting. luckily, matt wasn't like them.. or at least, hoped he wasn't like them. he liked to joke around, tease people, and have fun partying. their idea of parties would be a cocktail party or some boring banquet where they'd sip wine and talk about the stock market or something boring like that. matt wasn't looking forward to his future, especially if he was going to turn out like his father. but his father was a hard worker. he was a smart man. matt, on the other hand, was not. he depended on people too much and that was the worst thing. because everyone knows not to trust other human beings. they were just not trust worthy. really. but when jude opened the door, matt forgot about the trust issues with humans and only thought about her. he could trust her, he knew he could, even if they weren't really considered friends. well, he continued to tell himself that he could trust her, not being quite too sure, after all. he just wished that he would be right.

well, i am a gentleman, why wouldn't i say please? he asked, as if he was surprised or something. that smirk stayed on his lips as he closed the big, wooden door behind her. he was wondering where his mom was. maybe she just assumed it was another guy friend, or something. if she knew it was a girl, she'd already have the camera out or her own version of twenty questions. it was like an alternate universe. usually, it's the father who's pestering the male about things about his daughter, but no. it's mathieu's mother. she didn't feel like matt was ready to date girls.. but little did she know about his past relationships... that lasted a night and ended the next morning when he got out of bed and left the girl he had just slept with. what was new? rich kid, sleeping around, it was a given.

princess? does that mean you'll be my prince!? oh, this will be fun. matt replied, his smirk turning into more an arrogant grin. he lead her into the house, glancing over at the kitchen waiting for his mother to appear any second now. he sighed gently and looked back at her, still grinning. okay, sit on the couch and do whatever.. i'll go get the pizza. matt 'asked', leaving the living room to go into the kitchen. his mom was just finishing up, setting the pizza on the counter. he grabbed two plates and put two pieces on each of the plates. his mom was standing there, not saying a word.. which was very surprising. she must've been tired. he left the kitchen and brought the plates over to the coffee table, setting them down. please refrain from getting any sauce on the carpet, please, we just steamed cleaned them last month. what he wouldn't do to make it known that he had a lot of money. he just assumed it impressed her, when really, it probably didn't.

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[JUDE APRIL HENDERSON]

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When Jude was young and afraid, she used to collect the blankets from everyone’s room and carry them into her own bedroom. From there she would make, as best she could, a fort that wasn’t able to be broken into by anyone. Thunder and lightning storms could rage on outside, but nothing could touch her inside of that fort. For a little while it brought her peace under there. She would take her flashlight and read Nancy Drew and Amelia Bedilia, color in her books, and wait out the storm. Unfortunately one of the boys would always come in half way through and destroy everything. After such an incident Jude loudly proclaimed she hated all boys. It had changed quite a bit from her innocent days of youth, boys were just as pesky, but she’d learned not to get mad, just get even.

Wow, Rosseau had a really, really nice house. It made sense now that she would need to take off her shoes, and felt a little under dressed. Her own house was a collection of mix and match garage sale items, handed down family treasures, and well loved items, nothing like this place. “If you’re a gentlemen then the future really is doomed.” she said a little quietly, she didn’t want his mother to come out and here her being rude, no matter how well deserved the comment was. One thing about growing up in a small town was you learned your manners, being rude in someone else’s home didn’t feel right, you could just feel it in your bones when you know you’ve messed up. Though, he wasn’t going any easier on her now, so she didn’t worry about offering him the same gratitude either.

Smirking she stepped inside a little further, a slightly confused look on her face as she saluted another one of his little commands. Once he disappeared into the kitchen she put all the things down for their project. The bags clacked onto the ground, she looked back, worrying Mathieu would fly out yelling at her or something, nothing was going to break, it was all just school things anyways. Taking off her jacket she laid it very carefully over the side of the couch, sitting down and putting her clasped hands between her knees, looking around the room. He must be rich, really rich, or something close too it. If she couldn’t tell just by looking around she could tell by the way he acted. It made her wonder if he was just a snob, one of those people who liked to show off all his fancy new things. But he didn’t act that way, he acted well… Not nice, but not snobby, unless he was being serious. Why did he have to be so confussing to her? It wasn’t fair, he should be an open and shut case, but there were just so many things she couldn’t figure out about him. Sometimes she actually was starring at him in class, she couldn’t help it, he distracted her. It was a bad habbit.

“Wow, your actually feeding me? I should feel honoured.” she laughed, not quite sure if she should move or not on the couch. Rolling her eyes she put her hand up in the air, “Scouts honour, I won‘t spill a single drop of sauce onto your precious carpet. I mean, imagine, the horror of it all!” Jude was only joking around, but she didn’t want to spill anything, feeling nervous about it now. Only he could complicate pizza. But it did smell really good, and she was hungry. “Is you mom coming out, I feel sort of bad just eating without her, she made the whole thing…” Jude said, more polietness coming out. After a second thought she remembered what they were there to do and got down to business.

Getting up she smiled over at Mathieu. “Alright Rosseau, we need to figure out which type of ocean wave energy converter produces the most power. So I‘ve got all the things we need.” she motioned to her lumpy bag on the ground. Propeller, DC Motor, Wire Cutters, Multimeter, Amp Meter, Rubber Hammer, Quark, Wooden Dowels, Electric Drill and Bits, Piece of Tin, Metal Hammer, Funnel, all things she’d collected from the school. “I just need my partner now.”

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[MATHIEU RICHARD ROSSEAU]

IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
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even though he'd hate to admit it, if matt ever heard about that fort story, he'd find it extremely cute.. even if he didn't like jude. really, he had a heart, but it took a lot to get to it. and, if you really didn't know him well, you wouldn't get that he shows his love by bugging the hell out of you. hopefully, jude would soon get that.. or she could just continue not realizing it and start to get really sick and tired of his antics. matt didn't really have any cute, childish stories. that was the downside of being in a rich home. they brought you up properly and you had no time to act silly. you had to be as straight and boring as a ruler, there was no venturing out of your comfort zone. it's like they planned out your life, and yo had to live up to the expectations from the rich and infamous. he was actually glad he didn't live in france, or else he'd probably have some kind of Fiddler on the Roof marriage. everyone would know who he was and it would be a lot more dramatic than it is here in dresden, kansas. he knew he was very lucky to be in the spot where he is now, but he never really showed appreciation. it was like he expected even better things to happen. he acted that way, at least, but no one really knows with matt. not even his parents.

oh, man, jude. i think you just stabbed a hole in my heart. i invited you into my house, is that not gentlemanly enough for you? or what, should i get on my hands and knees and kiss your feet? is that how important you are? matt wasn't really afraid of his mother hearing him- she knew how sarcastic he could get. it really did annoy her and mr. rosseau, a lot, atually. she dealt with it, though. you would have to after 17 years, wouldn't you? when jude smirked, his heart skipped a beat. he didn't even know why. his mom was probably wondering why his grin was still pulling on his lips, even as he was getting the pizza ready. he didn't even notice the noise back in the living room- he was too intent on his own thoughts. he was pulled back into reality when jude started talking, though. he had to laugh at that, even if it was a small chuckle. i thought i'd treat you. anyways, it's the closest you'll ever get to going on a date with me, so i thought you might like to feel special, for once. he replied slightly arrogantly, like always. his cocky grin swept across his face for probably the third time that night as he watched her speak. i'm pretty sure she's going to bed. i don't know. but she's not coming out here. thankfully. matt added the 'thankfully' softer than the other words. a genuinely happy smile was about to appear, but he looked away, as if he was interested in those random gadgets she had in her bag. he listened to her talk about the science project, avoiding her eyes. until she mentioned the word 'partner'.

matt knew she didn't mean it like that, but it made him smile. he didn't even have anything to say to that. nothing witty or sarcastic, even though he knew that was a perfect oppurtunity to do so. okay so the ocean.. uh. what? matt said, a confused looked appearing on his face. he tilted his head to the side and raised an eyebrow. he let out a laugh and shook his head. honestly, i have no idea what the hell you're talking about. he said, actually using a real tone this time, not trying to be sarcastic or anything.

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[JUDE APRIL HENDERSON]

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All the guys Jude had ever been around had very direct ways of letting her know that they were into her. She’d heard some of the cheesiest lines in the world, ‘I lost my number, can I have yours?’ or ‘Did it hurt- when you fell from heaven?’ Usually those times she would just roll her eyes and leave. Sure, she liked the attention, what girl wouldn’t? But after hearing it so many times she really just wished guys could just come up to her and introduce themselves, but obviously, that didn’t happen. So because of all these types of incidents Jude really wouldn’t be able to tell if someone liked her, by showing it in a different way. Whenever Mathieu teased her she just assumed it was his personality, or maybe he actually didn’t like her at all.

Jude laughed, trying to be quite though. “No, don‘t worry about kissing my feet, might make the rest of the night a little uncomfortable, don‘t you think?” Usually she always responded to something with a question, sometimes people took it the wrong way, like she was being sarcastic or rude. That couldn’t be further from the truth though. Jude had a lot of questions, she always had, sometimes they came to her faster than she could get them out. Like right now she was wondering what kind of childhood he must have had growing up like this, with so much money. It must have been nice though, not worrying about money, putting enough food on the table, going to really fancy parties and meeting important people. All she got to do with make shadows on the wall and was known for always getting the dirtiest when outside. Mud fights just don’t happen in hundred dollar dresses. She smiled softly when he mentioned this being as close to a date as she‘d ever get with him. “I would done something with my hair if I knew this was my one shot with the infamous Mathieu.” Jude said teasingly. But she had to stay concentrated on what she was here to do, and he needed to stop distracting her at every turn.

He certainly did have a dazzling smile. Jude turned her head slightly, pretending to scratch her nose to hide her blush for a moment before turning back. Remember, he‘s the same guy who calls you a man almost every chance he gets, she told herself. “Alright, it‘s pretty simple, we‘re sort of building a propeller type thing that you would find on the back of a boat. Then we test 2 different kinds of them in our water in a funnel, to see which one moves the water better. So it‘s sort of like a scaled down version of currents vs. electric and solar currents in the ocean.” she said, sitting down on the couch next to him. School was never interesting to her, but it distracted her parents from her partying and staying out almost every night when they knew she was getting good grades in school. They weren’t overly hard to please, they wanted to know she was at least still trying to do something with her life, even if she wasn’t. “But first things first.” she said, picking up a piece of the pizza and taking a bite. Hah! Jude thought to him, he couldn’t say she didn’t eat now. Maybe one day she would grow up, but right now it didn't appear so.

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[MATHIEU RICHARD ROSSEAU]

IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
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would it be less uncomfortable if you kissed my feet? because i wouldn't find that uncomfortable at all. matt joked, winking at her. of course, it was just a playful wink and nothing really to give away anything. he half-flirted with her a lot, anyways. he was debating on whether he should say something else or not. well, if he did say something, he really didn't have anything to lose. he hardly felt awkward at all. would it be less uncomfortable if you kissed me anywhere else? anything to make you feel comfortable in my home. i do like it when guests enjoy themselves. he snickered slightly, not finding her rude at all. it wasn't like they were trying to impress each other, or anything. well secretly, matt was, but they were already past that stage. he was used to her responses and he was hoping she was used to his annoying habits. he looked at her hair and rubbed the back of his neck, as if he was inspecting it or something. his serious expression then turned into a grin as he began to speak, i actually think your hair looks fine. matt continued to grin, then tried to look at his reflection in the nearest shiny object. what about mine? he added quickly, dramatically running his fingers through his hair. of course he was trying to be over the top, but that's what he found funny. he knew a lot of people who did that, but took it seriously. it was quite the thing to see, actually, and he enjoyed laughing at them.

matt was quite oblivious to the whole thing. even with his big ego, he assumed that jude didn't like him that way. usually, every girl who had feelings for him showed it in an obvious way.. but then he'd do the whole 'humping and dumping' thing, like a lot of people say and do. um, okay, that's really easy.

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him and his mom actually had a pretty good relationship. he was her only child and pretty much the only man of the house since richard was always working late. and when he came home, he'd sleep. all the time. so, jude, you must find it hard to resist me right about now, right? matt said with a cocky grin as he finished up his first slice of pizza. he laughed a bit and began to eat the second piece, already feeling a bit full.
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If Jude had to make a list of 3 thing she needed to survive it would be a car, her guitar, and someone to spend her time with. Being alone wasn’t always fun for her, she filled her life with so many people and things, afraid to sometimes just be herself. The only people who really knew about her two lamest hobbies were her family. They’d seen her slaving away in the garage for hours trying to fix an engine that has already had it’s time to shine. Every night in the shower she would sing her heart out and had a book full of her own songs tucked under her mattress, away from judgemental eyes. Now the only thing missing was someone to share it with. Jude had so many things to worry about, she’d given up on finding someone, and honestly, it would be cruel to do that. Lately she’d been pushing people away more and more than ever, not wanting to get attached, or have them attached to her. Goodbye was a scary thought, and she figured the less people that would miss her, the better. People would probably cry for her if she was gone, but she’d only be just that girl they once knew, nothing special, and she didn’t want to hurt anyone by being something more.

Pursing her lips together a little she looked over to Mathieu like he was on another planet or something. “You know, I just don‘t think I would enjoy that quite as much as you would, so keep dreaming Rosseau.” Yeah, like she had any intention of doing any feet/other body part kissing of his in a million years. He obviously had an ego, for good reason, sure, but she wasn’t like every other girl. Jude didn’t understand him a good 99% of the time. He flirted with loads of other girls, something which she’d never admit actually made her jealous. Then he would easily go back to teasing her, too which of course she was always short with him after. But she couldn’t help but laugh at his quick mirror check, what a dork. “Oh my god Mathieu, I know, I hate bad hair days too! Ugh, here, let me fix that for you.” she said, dramatically exaggerating some posh new Yorker accent, and lightly tugging a strand of his hair out. She was a little too caught up in the moment to realize she’d done two things she would never have done if she was thinking straight. One, the strict no touching rule, and two, did she really just use another accent… in public?

Slightly uncomfortable she looked down, tugging at her sleeves like she did when she got nervous. Jude looked over at the project, she hastily grabbed a bunch of the extra notes she’d made for him and set them in front of him. “These are for you, Rosseau. Couldn‘t help but notice you were, uh, less than interested in the lessons so I made extra notes. Don‘t mistake this for me being nice though, I just don‘t want you to make me look bad in front of the class.” she said, smirking slightly. She picked up her pizza again and took a slightly bigger piece, one hand underneath so nothing would spill. She had a hard time swallowing though because she made her laugh, again. It wasn’t so frustrating being at his own house though for some reason. Usually in school she was more worried about what others were thinking if they saw or heard anything she said, but here she felt a lot less cautious about everything. “Oh that‘s so sweet of you, do you also want to chew and digest my food for me too?” she teased.

When Rosseau assumed she must be having a hard time resisting him she rolled her eyes. Was he always this flirty? Either way, it got her thinking about their ‘relationship’. Did she hate him? No, not really, it was more of a huge annoyance thing with him. But then sometimes, just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he’d make her laugh or do something that she couldn’t help but smile at. These things all made life just a little more difficult for her, but he made her [temporarily at least] a little happier about the whole situation. “How did you know? I can barely keep myself from attacking you, right here, right now.” she said, her voice growing a little deeper, slightly more needy, as she tried to keep a straight face. “Oh, and you‘ve got some cheese, right there.” she said with a smirk, pointing a little to the side of his mouth. Ah pizza, the messy, cheesy food for fun.

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ooc: so the accent thing is sort of like queer eye for the straight guy meets person with lisp who also happens to talk fast like on gilmore girls. xD
outfit: omg i still haven’t done this yet?! she could be nekkid for all they know! ahh
status: done
creidt: anjewl90 at caution2.0 for the template, and head banner to alina at caution!

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[MATHIEU RICHARD ROSSEAU]

IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
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matt really didn't have a good sense of music. sure, he had tastes, but he wasn't a musical person. he couldn't play guitar, he could hardly keep a beat with anything.. oh, and you really don't want to hear him sing. that made him even more different than jude. which meant he really needed to get to know her, because he didn't know how different they were. all he knew was they were in a lot of classes together and that they were both good looking. no, he wasn't attracted to himself, he's just a bit of a narcissist. better luck next time, then? he joked, laughing a bit. his arms crossed over his chest as he watched her for a quick second, then went back to examining his socks. he usually avoiding people's eyes, just because his mother had told him once that people can easily read eyes. even though he thought that his eyes were one of the best features of his body (surprise, surprise) he still didn't believe in showing them off. that would be a good thing to hear, especially since it was just another step closer to matt being able to get over himself. do you really believe he could be able to get over himself, though? it would take years and years of hard work to get this guy over himself.. or a girl that really, really impacted his life.. but not even matt thought that a girl good enough could be able to do that. ever.

whoa, jude, way to get up close and personal, huh? matt said, looking up to her eyes for a quick second then letting out a small laugh. her accent was actually really funny, but he wasn't going to start laughing like a hyena because jude was making him crack up. he just had a smug little grin on his lips. as she took her hand away from his hair and gave him the notes, he kind of laughed at the thought of him actually taking the time to look over notes. um, sorry, you're expecting me to read these, aren't you? he asked, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head to the side a bit. he took them, though, and made sure to put them in a spot where he'd remember them. just so he could look at jude's writing once in awhile. it sounded a bit weird, but he had a thing for neat writing. or unique writing. when he looked back, he saw her taking another bite of the pizza. she didn't say anything, but by the way she was eating the pizza without a disgusted look on her face made him assume she liked the pizza. it made him pretty proud of his mom. she was a pretty good cook, though, but she didn't really have any table manners. she'd go on about how pizza reminded her of the insides of people that mr. rosseau had cut open and then would go on and describe the blood that would squirt out.

i can help you chew, if you want. he replied calmly, grinning at her for a quick second then rolled his eyes. but digesting is just going too far. i know you want to marry me, but i'm not going to go that far. matt just shook his head as if he was unimpressed or something. but his expression, again, turned back into a devilish grin as she rolled her eyes at him. he wondered if she knew that when she seemed annoyed or disgusted, that it made him want to bug her even more. he was like a little kid, he really was. even back in elementary school he teased the girl that he had a crush on. well don't let me stop you. like i said, you're only getting one chance with me. he said, opening his arms as if he was waiting for her to attack him. but he quickly dropped them down when she had told him that there was cheese in the corner of his lip. he almost blushed but then thought of something to say. even he had to admit that he was a really annoying guy. you want to help me by licking it off, right? he said, raising his eyebrows and grinning. he took the back of his hand and wiped it off, though, just so she knew he was kidding. you're always trying to find excuses to get closer to me, aren't you? he accused, letting out a quiet snicker, finally able to look up to her eyes for more than one second.

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tagged: jude!
music: constellations - jack johnson
notes: ahaha! i don't think matt would mind.. hehe. just kidding. xD :]
outfit: here

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