Matt absentmindedly scratched the back of his head, unsure of the disturbance that had just roused him from a particularly pleasant dream.
He had been running (it was the state finals) dodging, weaving…it was as if his body wasn't his own. The football gods had come down from heaven for that one night just to guide Matt to the championship. And then afterwards, Julie, with her long blond hair bouncing on the breeze, was running towards him. Her smile could have blinded a lesser man, but Matt merely grinned back, taking her into his arms and spinning them both around in one smooth movement.
"That was sooooooo amazing!" She giggled, burying her face deep into his shoulder. Matt breather in the scent of her hair, vanilla and lavender, feeling blessed to have someone like Julie in his life. She even managed to make winning the state championships better: he knew that she hated the sport, which made her genuine response that much more touching.
"I love you Julie," he breathed out, barely a whisper.
"I love you too babe."
CRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHKKKKKKKKKK
Once again there was a loud screeching noise, except this time he was sure he wasn't imagining it. Matt swung his legs over the side of the bed as slowly as possible, trying not to wake Carlotta, who was asleep beside him. Carlotta. She was beautiful, mature, and the only girl he had ever had sex with, but she wasn't Julie. He didn't love her. But he did know that she wasn't going anywhere seeing as how she was basically an employee.
SHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGG
And apparently she sleeps like a rock, because even this god awful noise wasn't waking her up. He padded into the living kitchen, barely noticing the clock on the wall reading 2:51.
"Grandma?" He asked, half exasperatedly, half amusedly. Leave it to his grandmother to wake up at 2:30 and decide that a banana smoothie is really what she needs.
"Oh Matt honey! Good your up, I was worried I was gonna wake you. You know that nice girl Julie came by and we were just chatting away. I think she likes you Matthew…" He let her ramble on, taking in about every fifth word. It wasn't that it was uncommon for his grandmother's Alzheimer's to act up (although she had been doing a lot better lately) but that he remembered how much she had liked Julie, and what a great girlfriend Julie had been in that respect. Carlotta was great, but Matt's grandmother was her responsibility, whereas Julie was just a high school student. In fact, this was part of the reason Matt now found himself so attracted to Carlotta; she reminded him a lot of Julie in how she dealt with these things, although he'd never tell her so. Smash always said that u should never compare girls to each other, or ever mention an ex girlfriend. This was often easier said than done.
"Matthew!?!?! Matthew? Did you hear what I said?"
"No grandma what's that?"
"You should invite her over more often. I'm sure she and Carlotta would get along great."
Matt smiled to himself at the irony of this statement.
