The Boy Next Door Page #3
You know what I mean.
I don't mean it like that.
This was great.
What do you think she made?
I bet you it's cookies.
I'll get it.
You want any coffee?
Yeah, I'll have some if you are!
Noah! What's up?
Hey, man, you're back.
How was the trip?
Hey, Dad, this is, uh, Noah.
Remember, I've been
talking about him a lot?
Hey, nice to meet you!
I feel like I know you,
he talks about you so much.
Told me about the alternator
you put in the truck.
Oh, actually,
Kevin helped out, too, so...
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I did.
Yeah. It was so cool.
I had no idea
you could do that yourself.
That's what friends are for.
Hey, Mrs. Peterson.
Hey, Noah.
Wow, looks perfect.
You tell them what
happened this weekend?
What happened?
Oh, there was a big
thunderstorm up here.
You guys didn't get it up there?
No, beautiful,
dry as a bone at the lake.
Well, it got pretty wet here.
Wow.
You know what, big day tomorrow.
First day of school.
It's getting kind of late.
But it's, like, 8:30.
No, no, no. Actually, I gotta get going.
It's a big day tomorrow.
I'll walk out with you,
Mr. Peterson.
Oh, I'm going to stay
around awhile, thanks.
Well, you know,
I'll walk out with you, Noah.
Yeah, come on.
Uh, do you want to take
a cookie for the road?
I love your mother's cookies.
They're great, right?
Nice to meet you.
Yeah. You, too, pal.
Nice kid.
You know, we need to figure out
what we're doing here, Garrett.
What do you mean?
I mean, we're in limbo here
and maybe, you know,
it's just time to move on.
I'm not seeing her anymore.
But you might as well be,
because I'm always going to think you are
and I don't want
to live that way.
And you shouldn't want
to live that way, either.
Hey, it wasn't about her.
It was about us.
Okay? We were broken.
We both checked out.
I'm not saying what I did was right,
it wasn't.
It was...
It was stupid.
Smart people do dumb things.
They make mistakes.
Haven't you ever made a mistake?
because I made a mistake.
Don't file. Not yet.
Just take...
Take some time.
All right.
Come on.
Welcome, everybody,
to the start of
a brand-new year.
This year, we are studying
Homer's Iliad and its themes.
The first one we'll be studying
is the wrath of Achilles.
Mrs. Peterson.
Principal Warren,
what a nice surprise.
Good news.
I've approved your request
for Noah Sandborn
to join your class.
"No man or woman born,
coward or brave,
"can shun his destiny!"
I think it was Achilles
who said that, right?
Wait!
Ed?
Wait!
Wait a second.
This is a class for AP juniors,
Noah Sandborn
is a transfer senior, so...
I'm confused.
Your transfer request
said, yeah,
that he'd be an asset
to the class.
This was your email.
That's right. Thank you.
Have a great year.
Hey!
Stop following me!
I'm not following you, Claire.
I live next door.
Kevin!
Yeah?
Did you send an email
from my account
to Principal Warren?
No, why?
Because somebody did.
It sounds like
you've been hacked.
You should really
change your password.
You know, I'd be happy to help
you out with that, if you want.
No, thanks.
Hey, you ready to go?
Yeah!
Kevin!
Noah, can you give us
a second, please?
You can wait for him outside.
Yeah, I'll be down in a minute.
Oh, sure, yeah.
Mom, that was really rude.
Why'd you do that?
He's here way too much.
You're the one who
told him he could be
and he's coming
to dinner tonight.
No, your dad's
coming to dinner tonight.
So, why can't he come, too?
I want it to just be
the three of us, okay?
Okay, yeah.
Okay.
All right.
I'll see you later, then.
My Uncle Bob was
a tail gunner in Korea,
and a sergeant in Vietnam.
Tough old dude.
Now he's laying
in Valley Memorial,
hoping the transplant takes.
Here, you got that?
Thanks.
Your dad seems to be
around a lot now, huh?
Yeah, I guess.
Like a dinner and a camping trip
can just make you forget about
how he walked out on you.
Yeah, it's so predictable.
A guy hits middle age,
and suddenly
staring death in the face.
You know, tire around the waist,
hair in the drain,
cock that just
won't stand up anymore.
He wants to feel alive again.
He wants to feel that rush,
you know, he felt
when he was our age.
So, he picks up
a younger woman and poof!
Whole new life.
Go ahead and aim.
Almost.
Little better, right?
Yeah. Here,
switch with me real quick.
Then the guilt sets in.
Because he basically just left
the first kid in the dust.
With things.
Like computers.
Wow.
You follow me?
So, what's up?
How's school?
It is what it is.
Tell him about
your computer class.
He's learning how to
write his own software.
Like father, like son.
That's cool. We can
do some stuff together.
I dropped it.
What?
I dropped it.
It was boring.
Going out for boxing now.
You're going out for boxing?
You don't like boxing!
How would you know?
How would you know?
Seriously, how would you know what
I like and what I don't like?
Am I missing something here?
Yeah!
Okay. You've been missing it
for nine months, Dad!
You just can't come back in here
and expect to pick up,
like nothing happened!
All right, Kevin, that's enough!
No! Mom, he's gotta
hear this! Okay.
Life's been happening, Dad.
You know what, Mom,
I got homework to do.
Kevin, wait.
At least finish your dinner!
Let him go.
He just probably
needs some space.
Here we go.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, uh, how was
dinner with your dad?
Let's just take a break,
all right?
No, keep going!
Come on, talk to me.
Dinner?
God, I was a jerk, okay?
No! No! Dude, that's good.
It means he knows
you're onto his bullshit.
We just have to hope that
your mom doesn't fall for it.
Can't let her, uh,
be his meantime girl.
What's that?
You know,
someone he screws in the meantime.
Hey, uh, come on.
Someone he screws
in the meantime?
Yeah. Put your body
into it, there we go!
Kev! Take it easy, Kev!
Calm down!
Easy, easy! Kev!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Kev! Kev!
What do I do?
What do I do?
God damn it!
Where's your pen?
Where's your pen?
Sh*t!
Kev. Kev, I got it!
What do I do with it?
Oh, my God!
Where do I put this?
Shove it in the leg!
Is it working?
You good?
Oh, my...
Are you all right?
Oh, my God.
You're not dying
on me today, okay.
God! Get over here!
Garrett's coming on
a little strong,
don't you think?
What makes you think they're from Garrett?
Did you read my card?
Would I read your card?
"Please give me
another chance."
What? It's a thin envelope.
Ugh.
Tell me you're not going to.
I'm thinking about it.
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Oh, I know! I know.
Let's tell him
to take his cookies
and shove 'em right up his ass.
You know what?
Enough with the cookie jokes.
We've all done things in our lives
that we wish we wouldn't have.
You know what?
Maybe you should start
worrying about yourself
for a change.
It's way more fun
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