Hang Up [Unedited]

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28 July, 2014. 1:23am.

Jewel: Are you okay?

Andrew: I can't sleep and it's fucking freezing in my room.

Jewel: Why can't you sleep?

Andrew: I had a bad dream. It was weird because... I don't know it just was.

Jewel: Do you wanna tell me about it?

Andrew: I don't know.

Jewel: Just tell me and I'll see if I can help.

Andrew: It wasn't like anything scary but at the same time it was. Like I was lost somewhere, but at the same time I knew where I was. Then all these people just come out of nowhere. They don't do anything but talk and talk. They just droned on about nothing and it freaked me out being crowded with so many people. Like they trapped me in this circle and just kept talking. It was just really weird. The circle just kept getting smaller and the voices louder. Then this scream just erupted but they just kept talking. I realized I was the one who was screaming. There were just so many people I couldn't take it.

Jewel: It's not scary but that does sound horrible. Are you claustrophobic, that would explain the crowd of people and why they freaked you out. The talking I don't get, public speaking maybe, I don't know.

Andrew: I'm not claustrophobic at all. Small spaces aren't really a problem for me. I was never good with public speaking so whatever.

Jewel: Every sentence you just said wasn't even a whole sentence. Just fragments, I know grammer Nazi but I can't help some things.

Andrew: You're weird Jewel, but a good weird.

Jewel: I was born weird. Another reason why no one likes me.

Andrew: People like you, Jewel, stop saying that.

Jewel: I wish I could. Ever since my eighth grade year I've felt this way. Because I'm loud, and weird, and super smart, and I was -and still am- skinny, and I just couldn't seem to keep my mouth shut. People called me names, picked fights with me, stole my stuff, so I just gave up on myself. I gave up on trying to make friends, trying to fit in.

Andrew: Why would anyone bully you, you're amazing. Who cares that you're super smart, intelligence is sexy. Just because you spoke what's on your mind doest mean you're loud, even if you do have to yell to get your point across. At least you know you're being heard. You're not weird either you just show your personality in the most creative way possible, by just being you. You honestly do take my breath away.

Jewel: I think the amazing one, between the both of us, here is you. And I was the one who was supposed to be helping you. One day you're gonna make some one the luckiest girl in the world.

Andrew: Hopefully.

Jewel: You will I guarantee it. She' be wrapped around your finger, but she won't regret a thing. Whoever the girl is that sweeps you off your feet truly will be lucky.

Andrew: Jew, you act like you aren't a great catch. Any guy would be lucky to have someone with your level of intellect. You have so much perspective on life and you see the world as only you can see it. Jewel you march to the beat of your own drum and I swear to God it's one hell of a beat.

Jewel: Drew, how are you still single? Some girl should have shagged you already because you really are incredible.

Andrew: Je t'adore, ma douce.

Jewel: What does that mean, Drew?

Andrew: I'll tell you in the morning go to bed Jew Jew.

Jewel: Au revoir.

Andrew: Au revoir, ma douce.

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