Hayden Calloway

I’m already running half an hour behind for a crucial mock exam and I can’t— I may have gotten a Starbucks but that’s irrelevant— wait, is this even the exam hall?

Exam hall is at the other end of the building. Though, by the time you get there you'll be thirty-five minutes late, so there's probably not much point in going

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate planes? Remind me to never put myself through such torture ever again. 

Why do you hate planes?

The early bird catches the worm, Calloway. One of the many jewels of wisdom I can bestow upon you today.

I'll be sure to add it to my list of wise words.

It’s three in the afternoon and this is my third Mimosa, it would appear that suspension has unveiled my inner Pete Doherty.

You're starting early today, Montgomery.

I wouldn’t mind a pretty tour guide?

I suppose I could take some time to show you around.

Damn, why is it so hard to find your way around this place? I’m pretty sure I’ve walked into the wrong class at least fifteen times already. I’ve been here for two days.

It's almost impossible to find your way around at first-- this place is like a maze. But you'll get to know it soon enough.

Aren’t you a darling, Hayden? Remind me to add your phone number to speed dial, for this rare occasion. — Although I don’t recall to have ever felt sick due to my consumption of alcoholic beverages, but let us no longer speak about such topic. I have a weak stomach. Now, tell me, does the goddess of your choice represent your caring personality and qualities like mine, the Goddess of Love does. [ Her lips quirk up into a sly smirk. ] Or was it more of a spontaneous pick?

I feel as though my number should be on your speed dial anyway. Yes, I apologise; it isn't the most pleasant topic. Well, for tonight I am Selene, Goddess of the moon. It was a rather last-minute choice as I wasn't sure if I was going to be in attendance as I was visiting my parents. Ah, the Goddess of love--I wouldn't expect any less.

I’ve since changed my mind, Hayden. No one will match Papa Alf and this is a sad realisation that I must come to terms with — I’ll beg Nathaniel to dress up in a mixture of plaid and tweed in the bedroom in order to recreate the Alford fantasy.

Please don't put these images in my head. At least not in such detail. I'm going to have nightmares.

"They could have at least hooked us up with the chocolate fountain thing."

That would have made this entire event much, much better for sure. I don't know anyone who doesn't like a good chocolate fountain.

Brilliant timing, to return on the day our beloved Anastasia has decided to throw all of Fenton a humble celebration. Although, I have to admit, Hayden, I am a bit surprised by your presence tonight. Not because I haven’t seen or heard from you since our spontaneous trip to Vegas, but because, well. [ An eyebrow raised at the strawberry blonde, Grace takes half a step back and lifts both her arms up into mid air. ] The underground is no place to be for a girl of your likes, Calloway.

I have been known to occasionally have good timing. I heard you would be attending, so I wanted to come and say hello. There also has to be at least one sober person in the room to look after anyone who may be...well, barfing in a corner. Though I sincerely hope that no one gets themselves into that state.

Not all of Fenton. I’m fairly positive that was a makeshift robe out of blanket I saw on a lanky college boy.

  A bedsheet fashioned into a toga would have been a much smarter idea.

“Snore. Someone needs to fall into the pool already.”

I didn't say it was fun--just extravagant. 

Of course not.

So, Poseidon, how long have you been attending Fenton? I don't believe we've met before.

Had sin city charmed you, too, Hayden, or where is it you spent your previous days? I would do a cliché eye rub in celebration of your return, alas I am quite pleased with my make up tonight.

I went to visit my parents for the week. Well, it's the thought that counts. How are you enjoying the party?

I’ll be eternally in your gratitude, Calloway. Now, onto more delightful matters. I’ve taken it upon myself during this quest for enlightenment to finally forget about my long lost love— we all remember our dearest Professor Alford. There’s a new professor in town and I’ve decided I have to bang him, please bless me with some good luck charms. 

Who is the poor professor? I'll send some good vibes your way.

Hold up a garlic clove and repent me for my crimes against humanity. I’ll whip myself to make up for it, following in the proud footsteps of those Vatican monks whom I look up to. You and your endless wise sayings, oh how I’ve missed them.

Unfortunately, I don't have any garlic handy. Next time I happen to purchase some I will wave it in your direction. Perhaps I will even fashion a necklace out of it.

Hayden Calloway, I’m going to whisper this subtle pat on the back you’re giving me all over town. I haven’t really stayed up to date where her punishments are concerned, I was a little caught up with finding somewhere adequate to station myself in. Petaluma has barely any satisfactory apartments for rent, did you know that? They’re all shoe boxes. 

You are going to sour my stellar reputation, Montgomery. I shall be sure to remember that should I ever consider residing there.