can't fall again

Or you could just save yourself the trouble and don’t do the whole faux concerned thing — because let’s face it, Blainers, we’re not friends. We’re people who are civil to each other, more or less. We’re people who used to date, and have seen each other naked. Which is pretty much the grand sum of our whole relationship. So, don’t waste your breath, and good guy routine for someone else, Pipsqueak. Who knows if I ever cared enough to listen to you before. I guess that’ll be one of life’s greatest unsolved mysteries. Is that what you really think? Jesus Christ… You’re basically the epitome of intelligence and talent. I’ve been around the world and I’ve lived in so many different places, met so many different people. Each as forgettable and unimpressive as the last— but you? You, B, you’re… Something different… Do whatever you’ve got to do, to keep yourself distracted or in some false sense of happiness and security. It’s not my job to tell you otherwise or pat your head to say how much better than your egomaniac brother you are. It’s not my job to make you feel important anymore. That’s super boyfriend’s duties now. Yeah. This is the part where I don’t really care because making heart eyes at Blaine Anderson is basically all he’s known for and about as far as his importance goes. I hope your fan club has a field day with him and gives him as hard of a time as they did me. Everything is boring in comparisons to last year. Mhm… It’s a good thing you’re not the only pretty face in the crowd at the games, then huh? Plenty of others to show off for, who just love celebrating a win with the captain himself. So, go ahead and watch him. Maybe he might even do something impressive someday.

What? It's not - not faux. Sebastian, I...I know we had our differences and things ended really badly between us. And I know that we started off this year on a bad foot, but we're working towards making things better between us now, right? Don't bring our relationship - what we had - down to such an unimportant description, okay? I still care about you, honestly. I'll always care about you. You were the first boy I loved and...you - you were the first one to take my virginity. I mean, I would have never told you this a few weeks ago, but I just want you to know. If anything bad happened to you, I wouldn't be laughing at you in the corner. I'd want to be there, trying to help you through it. Wh-What? What are you talking about? You just...Oh, Sebastian, you...Okay. Okay. Thank you. For...saying that. Again, it's not false. Hey, stop that. You'd get gel all over your fingers anyways, so you wouldn't do it, needless to say. Well, super boyfriend does a brilliant job of just that, just to let you know. And I would say that's pretty important - okay, just kidding. But you're just...you just dislike him for reasons and you're being mean. Eli's very important. He's brilliant, actually. Speaking of the "fan club," they've been quiet. So they approve of him, surely. Oh? I'm sure they'd be delighted to be another notch under your belt, Sebastian. Excuse me? Stop demeaning my boyfriend.

You were incredibly sassy before you met me, but you really perfected the art after spending so much time with the master. I hand picked the team this year, so I’m well aware of their skills and they are damn good, otherwise they wouldn’t be on my team. In a way, without me they wouldn’t win. It’s the reason why I’m captain after all. It’s sort of like the Warblers — they’d do okay without me there, or even you but having us both there gives them that extra edge to be amazing. The team wouldn’t be half of what it is without me.

Oh, please. You're no master. I believe you're just the wannabe, which I'm sorry to crush your dreams about, but there are many who could take you down when it comes to sassing. Aw, I'm telling Eli that. He thinks you hate him, but I'm sure with that he'll believe me when I say that you absolutely don't. All right, fine. I see what you're saying, I guess. How have you guys been doing so far? I haven't been able to go to a lot of the games and I haven't asked Eli about them, really.

That might actually be the best part of our break up. No one concerned lectures. Don’t sell yourself short, Shortstack, you’ve got plenty of brains to go with that beauty. You just prefer to make things as difficult as possible for yourself. I’m thoroughly convinced you thrive on complicated. I get being involved but you take school spirit and involvement to a whole new level. It’s like you literally belong to every club Dalton has to offer or have some compulsive need to be the ever perfect school boy. It’s adorable, really. Maybe you should get him that shirt. It’ll make him feel all special and tingly inside like he’s actually important. Quite the unforgettable year, I suppose. Like living in a soap opera, really. Hmm… that’s a big assumption, Anderson. Are you the only one on the pep squad? Don’t you already have a lacrosse player who shows off enough for you as it were because I know he doesn’t do all that for my benefit on the field— but who knows, maybe I will.

Ouch. But sorry to disappoint - that's not really true. I'll still be giving you concerned lectures, but you probably won't listen as seriously. Well, if you even did in the first place. I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't. Ah, thank you for that. I guess. I'm not really selling myself short though. I just know that I have to work a little harder to keep pace with the kids who are just naturally smart or talented. And I don't...thrive on complexities, I just - I don't know. I told you, I like clubs. I mean, maybe it had to do with Cooper, growing up, but...never mind. Like I said, it's by choice, not because I think I need to. It's just a good want to have - to be part of a lot of clubs and...whatnot. Those are good things. Hey, stop that. He's very important, especially to me. Yeah, now soap operas are going to be boring to many of us. Hey, I was just teasing...oh, yeah, but I do. See, you could show off for me, but I won't be watching you - I'll be watching him, so.

Remind me to perfect time travel, and go back to the day I taught you how to perfect snark to undo it, so you’ll be only a bit sassy for the rest of your life. Yes. Yes, I have. You’d be surprised what I can do with a hangover. It’s not ideal, and I’d rather be pulling the covers over my head while staying in bed all day but lacrosse games don’t win themselves.

Yeah, I definitely won't remind you of that    sorry, you've created a monster and it can't be replaced. But you can't really take all the credit, now can you? I was pretty darn sassy before I met you. Oh? Mm. You really think you're the reason your team wins all the time? C'mon now, you're taking away the rest of your team's skills. I'm sure they could do pretty well, even without you.

Is this the part where you lecture me and say I don’t take school seriously enough, because I don’t give myself a nervous breakdown over every Calculus test, or obsess over how to get extra credit to bring that A- to an A+? Don’t get me started on all the extracurriculars that you just have to be involved in. You’re going to end up spreading yourself too thin. Hope super boyfriend knows how to talk you down from a panic attack. Let him know if he needs directions to the hospital I’ll email them to him. Been there enough times, after all. We always welcome your pep and cheer at our games and any excuse to show off for someone is good too.

No, I won't lecture you because I don't have the place to do that. Not all of us have this natural intelligence that you do, though I do wonder about the state of your mind more often than not. Hey, c'mon now. It's not that I have to be, but I do want to be involved with them. They're good distractions and are actually a lot of fun, excuse you. Super boyfriend? Oh, I - I like that! I should make him a shirt. Ah, right, well. That was quite a year, wasn't it? Mm, okay. Are you going to be showing off for me or something?

I feel like that’s a mildly cute form of extortion. Are you really going to deny my guys the pleasure of having the pep squad cheering for them, because of something as unimportant as a hangover? Don’t act as though I haven’t played with one before.

That's me, Blaine Anderson. When I'm not fighting crime, I take crimes and make them cute, apparently. Wait - what? You have? You've got to be kidding me. How can you play with a hangover? That's...ouch.

Meanwhile, I’m over here enjoying life and not stressing out or giving myself grey hairs before I’m even out of high school. Remember to breath, Killer. No one needs you to have another breakdown. Although, now that I think about it, I wouldn’t mind seeing that gorgeous ass in a pep squad uniform again.

High school's important for college, Sebastian. I'll breathe when I get into a good school. And I won't get any gray hairs, shut it. Don't call me that...Right, well. I'm taking it easy, and Eli's here to help me anyways. O–Oh? Well, you may be in luck, sir. Lacrosse games are always in need of a little spirit.

Another Friday is here. Wonder what kind of trouble I can get myself in and out of tonight. It might be time to get a bit more creative. Although, I do have a game in the morning, that I should consider taking it easy tonight—but where would the fun be in that?

Please. Coop is easy to deal with. All I have to do is give him something shiny to look at himself in or he’ll be too busy trying to aggressively point and yell at me to do anything. Did I just fluster you? I’m sure I could resist, but I probably wouldn’t want to and you of all people know that trouble is my middle name. I might just want to invite some trouble back into my life.

Well, okay. Sure. He's like that, but you underestimate him...we were – he just...he's angry with what you did. But I'm over it, myself, so it's fine. Wh-What? You didn't – You didn't fluster me! I'm...no, I'm not flustered. You're being delusional. Hm? Trouble...what, symbolizing me? No, thanks, Sebastian.

No. Mornings are that bad. Unlike you, I don’t roll out of bed fully gelled up and having woodland creatures help me get dressed. Always the perpetual morning person. Who used to wake me up every morning at the crack of dawn. Anything before 1pm should be illegal.

You're just overexaggerating because you're cranky. Lighten up a bit. Mornings are nice; they're a brand new start to the day. Right. That. You...I – I, well, I was just bored those days. Watching you sleep was creepy. That would make some really good TV shows illegal, Sebastian.

Who ever thought of Sunday morning lacrosse practices should be thrown off of a cliff.

Oh, stop it. Mornings aren't that bad, you just make yourself so incredibly cranky that they just seem bad. And seriously, 1 pm?

Good because your mother isn’t talking to me and probably still wants to snap me like a twig. I can’t very well go and tell her how you’re abusing that super power of yours because you know I can never resist it.

You forgot about Cooper. While my mom might hold a bigger grudge, he's more likely to act on it. Resist? I – I just – I'm sure you can resist. Shouldn't be that hard. We'd bring some trouble if you...don't resist. And you don't – we don't want that.

Don’t pout. You know that’s cheating. Those adorable puppy eyes always win.

Wh-What? I mean...what? I...I'm – okay. I...won't?