Steve is Long Gone
Chapter three:
Once Tommy has woken, he sees a note stuck to his desk. It read:
Hey Tommy,
I get up early so I won't see a lot of you in the morning. Here's an address for a frat party tonight.: Farm Hill number 576. See you there,
Matt
Just great, he thinks. First frat party. I will go in case that other girl goes there…
But I don't love her. I think.
After making the decision to go, Tommy heads to his first class: Music. In his old school, he played the guitar and all the girls loved him. He would strum away and they would be twisted round his finger instantly. The only one with access to him was Faye, not anymore. In the summer Faye saw this other guy and well, yeah they did their thing. She admits that it was only a fake relationship. That it made her realize how much she loved Tommy. It just made Tommy realize how stupid he was to date her. That was the end of that.
Walking into his classroom, he sees her. Not Faye. The girl. He starts sweating but decides to sit the other side of the room. He sees her pick up an electric guitar… Are you kidding me? Thinks Tommy. She glances around the room and their eyes lock for one moment. Then they break away to practice a piece to show to the class. He starts to plug in his guitar when she comes up to him. Hand out for a handshake she greets him, "Hi my name is Samantha. Looks like we play the same instrument!". Tommy, blushing, shakes her hand and replies with, "Yeah cool nice to meet you. I'm Tommy". Their hands stay together. Then Samantha seems to realize this and leaves without saying anything more. Tommy picks his guitar up again and decides to improvise and make up a song. About her. About Samantha.
Everybody loved his performance and the teacher gave him extra merit for improvising. Happy with his first impression, he heads back to his room to listen to music whilst studying for his first psychology lesson. He wanted to do psychology because a friend of his used to be depressed. He hates how people say "I'm depressed." When actually a lot of them aren't. he has experienced a friend going through it and almost losing them. He knows. That's why he got into music as well! It would help him clear his mind, ready for the next day.
Putting on some hip hop, he relaxes and picks up his book…