we've been waiting for you.

[matt reed]

matthew robert reed

meet matthew, a twenty five year old who works during the day as a studio musician and during the evening as a bartender and sometimes a dj. he was born and raised in southern california, although he lived for two years in chicago attending a reform school. once graduating, he worked as a roadie for his friend's band for the better part of three and a half years before returning home to california, where he worked alongside the bands he had worked with, establishing himself as a studio musician whilst observing the art producing an album. although he's single, he's not looking for any serious dating (mainly because the only girl he ever loved in his life is about to pop up again, oh, and with his kid too. hai jack, nice to meet you!) but he sure loves to flirt. he hasn't dating anyone serious, just seen a few girls. the whole 'fuck you here, be gone tomorrow' thing doesn't really work for him. despite his appearance, he's a nice guy and naturaly takes a role as a big brother to most people he's hanging out with. when he's not working his two jobs, you're most likely to find him getting bruised up but having a laugh with his friends. if you want to read his whole story, check out his biography here.

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[matt reed]

these are all my friends

people like you are why people like me exist, all because of you . other half
oh, we'll be california's best, all i ask, all i ask, oh yeah . practically family
take a ten on the high card, and spend a summer on the coast . inseparable
you own the rest and, oh, you're with me all the time . attached at the hip
no matter where i go, i'll always stumble home to you . childhood friends
and we can go to the waffle house and talk about aliens . partners in crime
we're begging for change to get home, or at least san francisco . best friends
it's too much to do on my own, and my friends i need you now . confidant
these are my friends, this is who they have been for always . close friends
these are my days, this is how they stay, hey, hey, hey, hey . good friends
you can soothe my wounds, you're with me, with me . enemies turned friends
so let the purple sky explode, let it shower us with toads . drinking friends
you're a party kid, you should like me, and we can be party kids . party friends
i know my purpose, this war was worth this, i won't let you down . on and off
i want to know your plans and how involved in them i am . acquaintance
we lost ourselves in the bright lights, i wish you could've seen . first name basis
i had no interest in the things she said on the phone every day . just met
yeah, down and to left, here's a map and a pen, the place . friend of a friend
this war is crazy, i won't let you down, i won't let them take you . same clique


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if i die and go to hell real soon, it will appear to me as this room . go to hell
and i'll be heading for electric chairs, i'm only human, only . hardcore hatred
god and death are none of my concern, because i'm no philosopher . hatred
from the beast where i dwell, let the saints burn in hell . one sided hatred
by the faux-finest finds it's been that way forever and god damn you . dislike
we're on the roof, oh, look, the city smoked from the attack . one sided dislike
i'm flashing forward out to whip your ass, into the form adorn . backstabbed
i've been betrayed by everyone i know, don't blow my feeble cover . cheated
yeah, so take what you want from me, and take all i've got from me . rivalry
cause when our city, vast and shitty, falls, they'll finally search . friendly rivalry
yeah, we can sit around and cry, but you're not worth it . friends turned enemies
oh, no, the stain in your soul won't wash away, it just won't go away . jealousy
crime of the century, i know, and you can think of greed and your envy . envy
and i give this curse to you like there is nothing else to do for you . avoidance
to drive my foot between them, but i would never risk the scratch . scared of
right on the foyer, on this day, right in the view of the ghetto . intimidated
they catch us and dispatch us to those separate work camps . indifference
and if i'm truly so enlightened why'd i waste your time on it? . annoyance
with every scummy, crummy hour of the scummy, crummy day . tolerance
so here's the plan, you're giving in to every sick demand . by association


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because there's no rehearsing, that's why we're retarded in love . in love
i'll dream about you, i will not doubt you with the passing of time . true love
should they kill me, your love will fill me, as warm as the bullets . past love
the boy that gets the girl goes home where they get married . spouse/fiancée
forever yours i am, like the ocean to the sand, and i love you . final relationship
if you love me so, i'm gonna tell the whole world that . current relationship
you and only you can give to me what i need, love . possible future relationship
the simple things that make my heart go, be mine tonight . on and off dating
even if you go, you'll leave me feeling grand . past relationship - good terms
i want my baby back, i want my baby back . past relationship - still chemistry
he's making you scream with his hands on your hips . current-past-future fling
yeah, it's funny, how crazy that you make me feel sometimes . mutual crush
i'll be here by the ocean just waiting for you to come to me . one sided crush
oh, we're alive with the glory of love, alive with the glory of love . past crush
when she described her underwear i forgot all the rules . friends with benefits
they won't hear us screw away the day, oh, yeah, yeah . enemies with benefits
boy, i need your touch, so lay it on me, now, lay it on me . make out buddies
i watch you, i wanna do you right where you're standing . one night stand
sixteen names on my list, none of them could ever get me hot like this . lust
pray i'll find you with your gorgeous eyes and smile . physical attraction
you screamed the bridge, i cried the verse, and oh, the chorus . sexual tension
take me home, because this happens every time, and i knew it . hot and cold
but ms. black eyeliner, you'd look finer with each day in hiding . flirting
you're beautiful tonight and the stars are burning bright . fleeting glances


it is a metaphor, fool[/size]

you got here just in time to let me know that i was worth saving . family
we dropped the note, and you changed the key, and you smiled . love-hate
i have made such an awesome regret, an awesome regret . mixed feelings
for eternity i'd lay in bed in my boxers, half stoned, oh no . bad influence
'cause i'm proud of my life and the things that i have done . good influence
you're too young, i'll prepare you for the real world . protective over you
stay safe, and stay strong, let me know you'll be here . protective over matt
just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams . respected
can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great? . admiration
baby girl, i'm a blur but i spoiled, stunted, and sickened her . stalker
you're with me all the time, the drugs can have my mind, love . obsessive
it's cold in my apartment as i'm changing all the colors of the walls . room mate
i'm here with you man, 'cause we've been in this band forever . band mate
she brings out the best and worst in them, in all of them . teacher/student
i fell into pieces, and she fell into me, saying just play me a song . co-worker
i wanna rob your game face just so i can cower beneath your words . superior
you spend your time sitting in circles with your friends, oh, how odd . peers
i'm hoping just a little bit stronger, hold me up just a little . emotional support
i'm tounge tied and terrified of what i'm going to say to you . never spoken
up the beaten path to boredom where the fakest fucks get laid . fake friends
i've finally found a good reason to come home, to come home . family friends
deep in your heart, stitched the key and only one can set me free . mentor
keep the details quiet, oh, and she'll be a secret that you can keep . secret
let's write a song that we can dance to, because they all want to listen . other


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[matt reed]

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joseph david rush
twenty three • musician • band member

we're begging for change to get home, or at least san francisco . best friends
it's too much to do on my own, and my friends i need you now . confidant
'cause i'm proud of my life and the things that i have done . good influence
stay safe, and stay strong, let me know you'll be here . protective over matt
i'm hoping just a little bit stronger, hold me up just a little . emotional support

JOSEPH says . oh em gee, i love you!

MATTHEW says . oh em gee, i love you too!

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[matt reed]

the ladies

alex corrinne harlett
twenty four • media • journalist

no matter where i go, i'll always stumble home to you . childhood friends
and we can go to the waffle house and talk about aliens . partners in crime
we're begging for change to get home, or at least san francisco . best friends
it's too much to do on my own, and my friends i need you now . confidant
so let the purple sky explode, let it shower us with toads . drinking friends
you're a party kid, you should like me, and we can be party kids . party friends
i know my purpose, this war was worth this, i won't let you down . on and off
cause when our city, vast and shitty, falls, they'll finally search . friendly rivalry
because there's no rehearsing, that's why we're retarded in love . in love
i'll dream about you, i will not doubt you with the passing of time . true love
should they kill me, your love will fill me, as warm as the bullets . past love
forever yours i am, like the ocean to the sand, and i love you . final relationship
even if you go, you'll leave me feeling grand . past relationship - good terms
i want my baby back, i want my baby back . past relationship - still chemistry
yeah, it's funny, how crazy that you make me feel sometimes . mutual crush
sixteen names on my list, none of them could ever get me hot like this . lust
pray i'll find you with your gorgeous eyes and smile . physical attraction
you screamed the bridge, i cried the verse, and oh, the chorus . sexual tension
take me home, because this happens every time, and i knew it . hot and cold
but ms. black eyeliner, you'd look finer with each day in hiding . flirting
you're beautiful tonight and the stars are burning bright . fleeting glances
we dropped the note, and you changed the key, and you smiled . love-hate
i have made such an awesome regret, an awesome regret . mixed feelings
for eternity i'd lay in bed in my boxers, half stoned, oh no . bad influence
'cause i'm proud of my life and the things that i have done . good influence
you're too young, i'll prepare you for the real world . protective over you
stay safe, and stay strong, let me know you'll be here . protective over matt
just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams . respected
can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great? . admiration
let's write a song that we can dance to, because they all want to listen . baby mama

ALEX says . once upon a time there was this girl named alex and she was fucked up both literally and figuratively in every way possible. it was a shame too, a girl that had so much potential, and she knew it too. she could have turned out to be so much more but if she had she would have never met a boy. yeah, i know i was messed up; have you ever looked at my record? it would be enough to make you cry; i mean assault, breaking and entering, multiple accounts of grand theft auto and drug possession, speeding, i'm surprised that i'm not in jail right now. the state took pity on me long enough until they finally decided reform school should work. i guess it did, i mean i was sober, in anger management and basically in charm school. it didn't start out so great though, i mean my first impression on any teacher was showing up late to class with a buzz and the skirt of my uniform cut up, wearing knee-high doc martens instead of "proper footwear" i mean i didn't care what my teacher thought when i saw that boy giving me a look of approval.

that boy ended up being matt reed, the love of my life, the man of my dreams. we connected right away, adopted the same group of friends and were around each other almost all the time. i didn't mind at all, except when we would get into fairly heated arguments about the dumbest things ever. we would always hug at the end of them though, eventually the hugs lasted longer, so did the glances, so did his arm over my shoulder... the kissing. he made me feel safe, and made me feel good about myself. the first person ever to do such an amazing thing for me. i just liked everything about the way i felt and looked and thought when he was in my life. we started dating, we got really serious, i mean so serious that during our summer vacation i spent half of the time in california and he spend the other half with me in philly. and then it was over. he was gone. we graduated as new people who had developed into people that society would accept together. sure, he said, even insisted that he come with me to philadelphia but i knew i would just serve as nothing but a roadblock to him, since i can't think of a better metaphor. i couldn't let him throw everything he had going for him just so that he could be with me. so we said our teary goodbyes and that was it. and then i felt the first cramp.

there were a lot more, and i didn't know i was pregnant until the fifth month because i was barely showing and thought that i was only missing my period because i was in kick ass shape, i mean it had happened before so i didn't expect anything. i knew i needed to tell him, i knew it was his since i went through a five month dry spell and a period of mourning. i could never get him out of my head, i couldn't see anyone's faces anymore, every time i closed my eyes he was there. sometimes i thought i could still feel him too... but then i knew that i would just ruin his life, plus i had no way to contact him, or i just didn't look that hard. then i thought about an abortion, especially when the little fuck kicked, that was just annoying as hell. but i didn't. i thought about it so much and then i went into labor, that one sucked. i had a plan to give the kid up though until the doctor asked if i wanted to hold him. well, i wanted to see what was making my life miserable for nine months so i said yes and the doctor put him in my arms. he stopped crying, everything went quiet. i was now crying, he was smiling. THE DIMPLES!!!!!!!!!! i was holding my baby boy, our baby boy. then between my tears i smiled at jack, he looked just like him. he still does.

so now the girl is nineteen with a baby and writing articles for local newspapers and underground magazines for money, one day rolling stone picks up one of my articles and offers me a job. i mean fuck who wouldn't? so i wrote for them for a while and still kept my freelancing job and i was able to put my own roof over our heads. then revolver and ap picked me up, and basically we were set. over the next few years i had regular columns in all three magazines, i had enough of a name for myself in the music industry that i made and destroyed the careers of some of the musicians. it was great, i would wright half of the day then have the other half to do whatever the hell i wanted to do with my kid. jack grew up to start being the cheeky fuck matt was. every father's day though i got the same question since he could talk. "why don't i have a daddy?" i would tell him "you do, you have a wonderful and amazing daddy who someday you'll hopefully be able to meet. but he's way far away" or something like that. that question hurts so much. why doesn't he have a daddy? because i'm a spineless wreck who couldn't pick up the phone.

rolling stone, revolver and a few of my other publishers wanted me to move to la, to get a better scene and be in the middle of it all. i told jack, my parents and my brothers. we lived with adam for the first two days while the previous tenants were moving out of our condo and then we moved in. i thought it would be great for jack, to grow up near the beach and near a city, just to be able to experience so much. so i take him to the park the day we finished moving all of our stuff in, since he had been good and didn't complain while mommy moved all of the stuff and yelled at movers (im sure he learned all sorts of new words that day) and while we were there i heard that voice that i had tried not to think about for the longest time. he looked the same, felt the same, smelled the same, sounded the same. matt was there. i never made the connection once, southern california was where matt had lived, so why would i not run into him there? that was fucking dumb of me. i could feel my heart flutter again, i actually think that it stopped...

so yeah, we were saying hi, hugging, being awkward and little jack comes bouncing over. i could see a look in matt's eye, a look saying something like "wow... you got busy fast" and i was just so nervous and dancing around answers when he asked me about jack and finally he figured it out. i guess jack got to meet his daddy a lot sooner than i thought. we behaved in front of our son, but i could tell he was disappointed in me, i was disappointed in myself, you know? i mean who wouldn't be. so we went home, i called my brother adam and freaked out, he offered to come take care of jack for a few hours while i took time to collect my thoughts and cool down and then matt called. so i dropped jack off at school one day and then went to write and then out to lunch with matt.

i told him everything, my reasoning, and i guess my tone was a bit defensive because we got in a few arguments but like always, we made up. he's started to show up in my dreams and thoughts again. i feel like it may all be happening again, but i doubt it. it just feels weird though; we show up somewhere while something life changing goes on. for him he finds out he has a son and i've just moved three thousand miles for my job. we're on and off and hot and cold, and maybe we'll just be on all the time. it's sort of like a circle story, and i can't lie... i don't hate it

MATTHEW says . when i was a young dude, i was a bit of a troublesome youth. and my ignorance for house rules, and school as well as my continuous fighting and being brought home by the police caused my parents to finally decide to agree on sending me away. my mom was pushing for military school but my dad decided it would be better to get sent to a reform school. there, i received anger management and counselling and it really helped me. on my first day of my junior year, i felt really out of place. i had been held back a year because i had missed so much school, they said i had a lot to catch up on. first day, first class and this girl runs in late. everyone was a little defensive i guess, we didn't all know each other, some of us were new and i guess as both me and alex were new, we banded together. for the first few weeks we were on and off, but soon we were just on. there was a lot i liked about her, she was passionate and feisty, she was a strong female with a feminine streak and she could have a laugh too. i guess in some weird way she reminded me of my mom, and i felt really relaxed in her presence. oh at times we'd butt heads because we were both pretty stubborn. but we always made up after it..

we started hooking up a few months into our junior year and pretty soon me and alex harlett were dating. i'd been with girls in the past but alex was the only person who could awaken so many emotions in me. so you could say it stunned me and broke my heart to have to part ways with her when graduation came. she lived in philadelphia and i lived in california and neither of us expressed any major desire to move our entire life to another state so far away. even if i did, alex wouldn't let me. wouldn't want me to change my life just for her. she obviously didn't realise how much she meant to me and how much i loved her. i never loved anyone like i did her. i went home to california and pretty soon i was on the road, working as a crew member for my friends and their band. i won't lie and say i forgot about her. i spent the better part of two years trying to get her out of my dreams. i'd see her face everywhere. i even once stooped so low as buying the same perfume she used to use. i know, that was sad.

but i loved her with every fibre of my being. after a while and a few friends with benefits, i tried to settle down. but i think subconsciously, out of fear my heart couldn't handle more trauma like that again, it wouldn't work out. i haven't had a serious relationship since, just casual stuff. she was no longer in my head but i guess our past still controlled me for a while. i couldn't let myself love anyone but if i'm honest, i've never really felt any desire to find a serious relationship. i see girls casually, sometimes for a few months and you could call it an open relationship i guess! alex hadn't crossed my mind in years. until i saw her recently in a park and almost got a migraine from memories flooding back to me so quickly. just seeing her again caused electricity to race through me. my alex harlot, standing right before me. her dewy skin just inches from mine as we embraced in shock. she smelled just like i remembered. it gave my goosebumps.

i wanted to peel off her clothes right there in the middle of the park and tell her how much i missed her. no, not tell her how much, i'd show her how much. well, that was until i was introduced to her son. her son. HER SON? yeah. my alex harlot, had a kid after high school. i didn't know what to say. we didn't exactly have this big break up because we fell out of love. we made a rational and mature equal decision to end something so amazing (fucking idiotic, i know this now.) and it tore me apart. but here she was, with a son called jack. well hey, she moved on fast. or so i thought. and then he smiled and i saw those dimples. those dimples i see in my own reflection. dear god. hello, my son jack. she didn't have to say anything, her shocked face said it all. i knew now. that was my son, she had given birth to my son. i guess i was angry. at myself for being stupid enough to go back to california without her. angry at her for not picking up the phone and letting me know, and raising him by herself when she could have told me, i could have been there for her. and for jack.

but after i had had the time to think about this, to let it sort of sink in (and to let me call my sister and cry like a pansy down the phone to her to the point she sped over and like, hugged me) and calmed down, i got in touch with her and asked her if we could meet up. not with jack, just to talk. so when it was arranged, we went for lunch and she told me what happened and we had mini rants at each other about why she should have told me and why she didn't tell me. see, we're both stubborn and hot headed. but what was always good about me and alex, was out ability to make up. just right now, minus the make up sex. we don't need another baby. i just don't know what to think anymore. i have a son. i am a daddy. i've always wanted kids but i pictured it so differently. what if we can't connect and he hates me? at this point i'm very confused and am finding feelings i've always had for alex festering that are surfacing. i'm unsure if this is good or bad.

eden rochelle lovett
twenty • socialite • actress

oh, we'll be california's best, all i ask, all i ask, oh yeah . practically family
and we can go to the waffle house and talk about aliens . partners in crime
we're begging for change to get home, or at least san francisco . best friends
these are my friends, this is who they have been for always . close friends
you're a party kid, you should like me, and we can be party kids . party friends
'cause i'm proud of my life and the things that i have done . good influence
you're too young, i'll prepare you for the real world . protective over you
just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams . respected
can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great? . admiration
i'm hoping just a little bit stronger, hold me up just a little . emotional support
i've finally found a good reason to come home, to come home . family friends

EDEN says . five years this fellow has been associated with my father, and so five years i've known this guy on a personal level. i met him when i was fifteen down at my fathers office, and even though i didn't see him that much the first year i knew him, we ran into each other at the office and such. he was so old compared to me, so we had nothing in common and couldn't carry on any kind of conversation with each other. i was immature, and just a child, nervous about everything and pretty awkward although growing up in a family that was in the media so much. reaching the age of sixteen, i kind of blossomed and became more mature, and allowed to attend parties with the other young starlets that grew up in hollywood. being admitted into clubs at such a young age is just many of the perks of having the last name lovett. i saw matt at many of these parties, and him knowing my father, and being in the presence of me, took it upon himself to pry the twenty-something year olds off of my sixteen year old self. i appreciated him for it.

being around each other in the night life of hollywood, i'd decided to spark up conversation with him in the office the next couple of times he'd came in. it wasn't hard, since we had a lot more in common than i could ever imagine. we both enjoy sports, and i don't mind playing video games at all. we don't hang out much alone because of my busy life style of never actually being at home. but i admire him for taking on the responsibilities of being my friend! he's become my big brother over the five years, and there aren't many people who genuinely want to be my friend. he isn't using me like some of the people i've met before. he knows i'm young and innocent, and when he sees something suspicious he'll take care of it. he won't allow people to make me upset either. if somebody is messing with my head, or trying to pressure me into doing something i really don't want to do. he'll set the person straight. not bash their face in or anything, but a nice talking to, with a nice firm grip on their shoulder. he can put his intimidation to good use. he's got my best interests at heart.

i'd like to say that i protect him, and keep people off of his back. but it's kind of hard to do, i've defended him at parties a couple times from some rowdy guests, since i can easily get people thrown out. but i've really fulfilled my duties in the role of little sister. but unlike blood siblings, we get along all of the time with little disagreements. we can have intelligent conversations with one another, but we mostly just good around and have a good time. he helps me loosen up when i'm uptight. i guess you could say he relaxes me. maybe because i know that with him around, not much bad can happen. he's got my back, and i love my matt! (:

MATTHEW says . i graduated high school a year later than everyone else, and although i wasn't trouble, i wasn't ready for college. in fact, i didn't think i had what it took to be a college student. therefore i went on tour with some friends and their band and i worked as their roadie. they're not the only band i worked for over the years, but these were my best friends and we were all cramped into a little van. we were there for each other from day one and it was when they got signed to love records that i met the then-teenage daughter of the owner, and her name was eden. she was a sweet little thing, fifteen years old and she had the entire world in her hand pretty much. i worked with my friends as a studio musician whenever they needed me, at first i just worked for friends but pretty soon other people hired me and i was a frequent face at many record labels but especially love records, so i saw eden enough but we were never really friends or anything.

at sixteen i started to see more of her. it really weirds me out that bars will let a sixteen year old in. i guess it's for the publicity socialites and celebrity presence would bring. as i was of legal age to be in nightclubs and if eden was around, i'd make sure all the guys didn't get too handsy because we can't lie and say eden is fuck ugly, can we? she's blossomed into a very beautiful young lady. and that was kind of a problem! a lot of guys way too old for her got a good talking to from me, as i soon became her unofficial bodyguard who doubled as a good friend and older brother figure. her dad is really good to me, i was able to come into the company's building and work, but spend the rest of the day hanging out with bands and producers, engineers and other studio musicians, because that whole scene is something i am really interested in, so i was allowed to act like a sponge and soak up information and being around enough at the same time that eden was, and as she became more confident, i guess we just started to become friends. but i don't see her socially a lot, i mean i see her out partying or having lunch and whatever, and sometimes she'll come in when i'm at work.

it's always good to have a lot of friends to socialise with, from different spectrums of the partying scene. eden and her friends are definitely a different crowd to my usual friends, but any time i spend with them is a blast. i just find myself being pretty protective over eden, she's kind of become this little sister of mine in a way. i guess since her father is kind of my boss, and because i've watched her transform from a nervous and awkward teenage girl into a beautiful social butterfly, i don't want her to get used. it's really easy for someone in her position and with her background and you see it all the time. and it's not fair, because the people who use her for her last name, they don't know anything about her. and you know that it's people like eden who get treated like shit by guys who want a little publicity. i won't let it happen to her. i'll personally see to it that any guy who messes with her head and her life, won’t be able to reproduce in the future. i kid you not.

[fafi]

eden rochelle lovett
twenty • socialite • actress

oh, we'll be california's best, all i ask, all i ask, oh yeah . practically family
and we can go to the waffle house and talk about aliens . partners in crime
we're begging for change to get home, or at least san francisco . best friends
these are my friends, this is who they have been for always . close friends
you're a party kid, you should like me, and we can be party kids . party friends
'cause i'm proud of my life and the things that i have done . good influence
you're too young, i'll prepare you for the real world . protective over you
just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams . respected
can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great? . admiration
i'm hoping just a little bit stronger, hold me up just a little . emotional support
i've finally found a good reason to come home, to come home . family friends

EDEN says . five years this fellow has been associated with my father, and so five years i've known this guy on a personal level. i met him when i was fifteen down at my fathers office, and even though i didn't see him that much the first year i knew him, we ran into each other at the office and such. he was so old compared to me, so we had nothing in common and couldn't carry on any kind of conversation with each other. i was immature, and just a child, nervous about everything and pretty awkward although growing up in a family that was in the media so much. reaching the age of sixteen, i kind of blossomed and became more mature, and allowed to attend parties with the other young starlets that grew up in hollywood. being admitted into clubs at such a young age is just many of the perks of having the last name lovett. i saw matt at many of these parties, and him knowing my father, and being in the presence of me, took it upon himself to pry the twenty-something year olds off of my sixteen year old self. i appreciated him for it.

being around each other in the night life of hollywood, i'd decided to spark up conversation with him in the office the next couple of times he'd came in. it wasn't hard, since we had a lot more in common than i could ever imagine. we both enjoy sports, and i don't mind playing video games at all. we don't hang out much alone because of my busy life style of never actually being at home. but i admire him for taking on the responsibilities of being my friend! he's become my big brother over the five years, and there aren't many people who ginuenly want to be my friend. he isn't using me like some of the people i've met before. he knows i'm young and innocent, and when he sees something suspicious he'll take care of it. he won't allow people to make me upset either. if somebody is messing with my head, or trying to pressure me into doing something i really don't want to do. he'll set the person straight. not bash their face in or anything, but a nice talking to, with a nice firm grip on their shoulder. he can put his intimidation to good use. he's got my best interests at heart.

i'd like to say that i protect him, and keep people off of his back. but it's kind of hard to do, i've defended him at parties a couple times from some rowdy guests, since i can easily get people thrown out. but i've really fufilled my duties in the role of little sister. but unlike blood siblings, we get along all of the time with little disagreements. we can have intelligent conversations with one another, but we mostly just good around and have a good time. he helps me loosen up when i'm uptight. i guess you could say he relaxes me. maybe because i know that with him around, not much bad can happen. he's got my back, and i love my matt! (:

MATTHEW says . if i posted in yours, post here, leave blank if not.

[matt reed]

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