Matt
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He doesn't remember when he met Haley. He doesn't have her perfect memory, he wishes though. But he remembers when he saw her and thought I love her.
Ninth grade. The summer before tenth. Jupiter was gonna be a junior and had received his license just that day. It was a warm night. Him, Jupiter and her were sitting on the roof passing around a bottle of cheap whiskey that tasted more like cinnamon than actual booze.
Her cheeks were flush and despite her sitting down, she was swaying. He could only imagine that his cheeks were the same and when she fell against his shoulder and settled there. He felt dizzy and it wasn't from the alcohol.
But then he saw it. Jupiter. His eyes were shiny against the moonlight. Although he was drinking he looked completely sober. He was looking at her.
Almost like he had realized what he did, he looked away. Then something else.
She moaned and uttered a word. Not a word but a name.
" Jupiter." Her soft voice muttered.
The brothers head turned. So it was decided. Because the love triangle could start. It ended.
Matt stood up instantly and excuses himself. Haley yawned and pushed herself up from the ground.
She was groggy. " Matt."
He smiled tightly, " I'm just gonna get some water. Here. It's cold."
He slid his jacket off and placed it around her shoulders.
She nodded and rubbed her eyes. He didn't think she even was paying attention.
When he returned, he wished he hadn't.
Jupiter and Haley were in a compromising position. Jupiter's back faced him. Haley had decided to lay across his lap and he was carefully stroking her hair.
His jacket had been thrown aside and he almost laughed at this. What an appropriate metaphor.
Matt turner and began to slip into his window when Jupiter stopped him.
" I'm sorry."
Matt turned, " About what? Do you think I want to screw Haley? That's disgusting, she's like my sister." His voice was light although his heart felt the exact opposite.
Jupiter only nodded and wrapped a hand around the bottle. He polished off the rest.
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